Page 73 of Die For Me

“Did I say you could come, Hana?” He slowed his thrusts.

Fuck. “No, sir. I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it,” I cried.

Michael chuckled. “This is why I fucking love you, Hana. You’re so easy to crumble under my touch.” He started to quickly pound me again, smiling down at me deviously.

I hated that he was right. I hated how wet I was for him even after learning he was a monster. Even after he had chloroformed me and brought me to wherever the fuck we were and bound me with rope with no intention of ever letting me go.

“Come again for me, baby. I want to see your face blinded by pleasure while I come inside of you.”

I hated my body and myself as Michael hit the perfect spot again, making my pussy clench around him as I came quietly while he pounded me.

He chuckled again. “That’s right. I’m gonna make you come every single fucking day, whether you resist it or not.”

He grabbed my hips as my bound legs rested on his chest and moaned loudly as he came.

He slowed his hips and grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed then rested it under my ass so my hips were lifted. I knewthis old trick—he was trying to help plant his seed in me, get me pregnant easier.

“Sir,” I said quietly as I watched him grab a bottle of water from a small fridge across the room. “Do you think getting me pregnant against my will makes me think you’re a better man now?”

I wanted to get into his head. I wanted to try to at least attempt to get out of here and see Jack again. I had some small hope he would find me, but I wasn’t optimistic. Or maybe it would be like the Double Tree in Jersey all over again. I secretly hoped Jack had implanted some sort of tracking device in me while I slept.God, I hope so.

I watched as Michael slowly walked over to me and smiled. He was fully nude and his semi-hard dick moved around, making my pussy twitch involuntarily.

“Baby, I know you want to bear my children. I know you’ve always imagined having little Michael juniors running around,” he said quietly, sitting next to me on the bed and stroking my hair.

Tears started to stream down my face. “That was before I knew who you really were,” I spit out, adrenaline making me shake as I gained the courage to speak my mind. “How could I have a child with someone who fucking mutilates women? I would never—”

Almost instantly, Michael’s wild, angry eyes were mere inches from me. He grabbed my face, squeezing my cheeks with his thumb and fingers.

“Hana, if you ever want to get out of this fucking rope, you better watch your fucking mouth,” he spit out. “You really need to be on my good side, my love, unless you really want to see how fucking cruel I can be. You haven’t seen anything yet.”

His eyes were wide and clouded with a rage and malice I had never seen before. My heart sunk deep into my belly with a fearI had hardly experienced, and the fact that I felt that fear from Michael made it even worse.

“Yes, sir.” My shaky words were barely audible.

Michael’s eyes were soft again. “Good, my sweet girl. I’m glad we have an understanding.”

He got up and softly grazed his fingers against my breasts and collar bone, then to my belly and above my pubic bone.

“You’re so lovely. I can’t wait to see your belly swell.”

It was so easy for him to turn. It was as if he hadn’t heard a single thing I said, or it just didn’t bother him. He knew I didn’t have a choice.

“I love you, Hana.” He smiled down at me as he started to stroke himself again.

The heat deep in my belly shot straight to my pussy. It was happening all over again—I was being held captive. And I would never see Jack again. I started to cry as Michael lifted my legs and thrust himself inside of me. And I knew if I was ever free again, I would make sure Michael could never hurt me, or anyone else, ever again.

Jack

Groggily, I tried to open my eyes, realizing my left eye was unable to open. I shot straight up with a gasp as what had happened sunk in.

“Hana!” I shouted, searching the apartment and praying to whoever was listening that she was safe and in our home.

My heart crumbled in my chest as I realized she was gone.

“Fuck!” I screamed.

My knees buckled underneath me. “Fuck!” I yelled, my chest heaving as tears streamed down my face.

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