《Possession》33. Challenge
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Jacob didn't say anything else but his eyes held a cold look in them. Isabelle didn't ponder much on it as she picked up her equipment and went out of the janitor room to clean the first floor.
All the time she was getting shocked glances from everyone and few of them even noticed that she was the same boy Janitor now turned into a girl. They must be shocked and it was kinda hilarious for her.
She was feeling so happy and at ease, it was as if the pistol that was placed on her head was gone. And she was not under the threat of Blade anymore. Now he won't be able to blackmail her or to do bad things to her.
She was not under any obligations to listen to him or let him use her. She felt thrilled. But deep down a certain part of her heart knows that Blade won't let her go so easily.
She was still cleaning the almost empty corridor when someone yanked her to one of the empty classrooms making her heart stop for a second when her eyes met with the gray cold ones.
He slammed her body roughly on the closed door, making her gasp out loudly. "Why are you in a girl attire?" He growled angrily making her to flinch but when his words registered she clenched her jaw in anger.
Blade was stunned to see her in all her girlish appearance doing the janitor's work and he didn't f**king liked how all the guys were looking at her like hungry wolves, ready to eat her alive.
"You cannot blackmail me anymore." She spoke angrily with clenched fists as she tried to move away from him but he abruptly slammed both of his hands on either side of her head, causing her to flinch badly and trapping her between his body and the wall.
"I told the authorities all the truth. You can't blackmail me now!" She spoke with a lot of mustered up courage even though from inside she was shaking in fear.
Blade narrowed his gray eyes at her. His diamond piercing shone and then he let out a loud booming laughter making her eyes widen at his behaviour. She felt scared by his chilling laughter. He looked dangerous.
She tried to move away from him by pushing at his chest but the next second her wrists were taken in a strong grip and he slammed her wrists above her head roughly making her wince as her chest arched up and he flushed his body on hers. His hard muscular chest squishing her soft bosoms, he didn't leave an inch of difference between their bodies.
He got her both wrists in one hand and with his free hand he grabbed her chin in his calloused hand and made her face him.
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"You think you can escape me just like that?" He asked as if it was the most pathetic joke in the universe.
This confidence of him that she cannot leave him, terrified her.
"You cannot blackmail me anymore! Touch me again and I'll tell the media what you did to me!" She warned him with clenched teeth and moistened eyes and he let out another dark chortle making her heart drop down in the pit of her stomach.
"Touch you!" He hissed and next thing his hand that was on her jaw moved as his thumb caressed her plump lower lip sensually making her jerk her head to the side, moving a little back his hand lowered down as his knuckles brushed against her bosom making her shudder and flinch back. His hand further lowered down and he placed it on her waist band. Her head snapped in his direction and her heart dropped when she saw that dark look in his eyes.
"No." She shook her head and tried to get her wrists free.
He slipped his hand in her pants making her jolt in her place with wide eyes as he stroked her core through her panties.
"D-don't!" She whimpered as he roughly massaged her core through her panties and next thing he slipped his large muscular hand inside her panties, making her flinch when his cold hand touched her there.
"You think you can challenge me princess?" He mused near her ear, his lips took in her earlobe as he bit on it. His hot breath hit her skin. A strangled gasp escaped her lips when he slipped one of his fingers deep inside her in one go.
"Feel my finger inside you, feel how your walls are clenching at my finger, wanting more." He whispered in her ear as his tongue swirled around her ear making her senses fade away slowly.
She bit her lower lip harshly and tried to kick him but he effortlessly pushed his knee between her legs to keep them open.
"P-please s-stop." She whimpered and instead of stopping, he slipped another digit inside her and started thrusting her slowly and his thumb rubbed her nub.
She took in a sharp breath, feeling the tension building in her stomach. "Look at yourself princess, your body needs me, this pu*y of yours," He whispered as he pinched her nub roughly, making a jolt of electricity to pass through her body and a loud moan escape her lips. "Is begging for me to f*k you."
With that said he fastened his pace making her hips to buck and with that fast speed she came crashing with her orgasm, panting heavily as Blade smirked at her heaving form. He watched her changing expressions and they were a sacred treasure he would love to keep in his memories forever.
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"You're a really precious thing to me, belle. Don't flatter yourself thinking I'll leave you." Blade spoke softly while kissing her temple as he left the room, leaving her disheveled form behind. Because if he stayed there any more minute, he would've done something to her.
His pupils were dilated and he was unable to forget that beautiful sight of her, writhing as he touched her.
The way her soft curves felt against him and the way her soft innocent moans would fill his ear were like heaven to him.
From the past few days, he wasn't himself anymore and he knows that these changes weren't ordinary. That girl was doing things to his heart.
Every time he thinks about her. Every night, he wished to have her body beside his and wished to wake up to her beautiful face. She has become his addiction in just a few days.
The weird feelings in his heart were beyond his own understanding. Just the thought of her going away from him makes him want to kill someone and when she says she would get free from him, he feels claustrophobic. The thought engulfed him in a lane of destruction and all he saw was red.
He has gotten addicted to her. She cannot leave him. He would never let her leave him.
She makes him do things he has never done before. Never in his life he went on a date or more over never ever he had to blackmail a woman to go on a date with him.
She just brings out the weird unknown man inside him.
F*k! He never felt soft for anyone ever but for her he felt soft. He fucking felt giddy and it was f*king terrifying.
Isabelle felt like crying. Her body betrayed her, it was as if her body was more his than hers. The way he controlled her body was scary.
Whenever he touched she melted like ice which was put on fire and she didn't want to be that sensitive to his touch. His touch always makes her crazy and it scares the crap out of her. The thoughts that what if he didn't drug her that night and would've coaxed her into committing that sin always left her mortified, because her body would've betrayed her.
She was in the main janitor room placing her equipment there. Her brain filled with Blade and his doings as she was lost to notice Jacob entering in the room and looking at her keenly.
"Isabelle." He called getting her attention as she straightened up facing him.
"Have you thought about my proposal?" He asked but before she could say anything he continued."I will not force you but just think about it. It's not necessary to get married in real life. We could just pretend in front of him. Signing those papers ain't a big deal. I will divorce you when Blade will forget about you. I just want to protect you." He did sound genuine but his proposal was not making any sense and the way he was persistent on it wasn't setting well with her. And marriage wasn't a joke. It was a sacred relationship which she would cherish with her husband only, who she has yet to find.
"You said you knew what Blade did to me. You can simply help me by being my evidence. Come with me to the headquarters and tell the cops what he did to me and how you get to know about it." She said softly.
Her words got him to clench his jaw as he stared at the wall, his gaze was piercing and he looked angry.
"That wouldn't help. Blade has links, his father won't let any harm or dirt come to his son." Jacob said angrily and Isabelle's brows furrowed.
"How did you know what Blade did to me?" She asked calmly. She wanted to ask him this. And the time when he called her to check on her, she never gave him her apartment's landline number. But he had it. At that time she wasn't so good at pondering on such things but now she wanted to know.
He looked taken aback by her sudden question.
"Someone in his mansion is my friend. That person told me." He said sternly.
She gasped and her eyes widened.
"That person could help me, Jacob." Isabelle blurted out, taking a step towards him.
"No, that person just knows that he took you in and you came out at dawn." He said, looking at her with anger.
Isabelle frowned.
"T...then how he knows what Blade d..did-" Jacob cut her in the middle.
"Everyone has a brain Isabelle. I know you would never sleep with him willingly. This only means he forced you and that guy saw how Blade dragged you inside the mansion angrily after that party." Jacob said and her heart clenched at his words.
"Where did you get my landline number?" She asked and he just shook his head.
"That is not important. We need to fucking save you from that bastard." Jacob hissed causing her to flinch back.
"Why do you hate him so much?" She couldn't help but ask. The way he talked about Blade, it was clear he has enmity with Blade.
"Isabelle, I just-"
The door was banged open and there stood a very angry looking Blade. His eyes looked murderous as he glared at Jacob as if he was going to kill him just then and there.
"You fucker!" Blade growled and then charged at Jacob.
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