Chapter 7 #2
“There you are,” a man says. Standing up, I see George coming towards me. The sight of him makes me instantly run away. The only problem is: he gives chase.
I run into the hedge maze without even thinking about it. My body only knows I need to get away from him. Just get away.
I can hear George chasing me from behind. He’s too fast and eventually catches up to me, grabbing me around the waist. I let out a loud, piercing scream before he slams his hand over my mouth.
“I was denied you,” he growls into my ear. “Your fucking husband got in my way. But if he thinks he can fuck with my wife and I’m not allowed to fuck you, then he has another thing coming for him.”
“Don’t do this,” I sob. “Don’t do this.”
George pushes me onto the ground and immediately gets on top of me. His hands find the end of my dress and push it up. I scream as his fingers touch the waistband of my underwear. I don’t stop screaming. I’ll never stop fighting.
It’s then that I see Gabriel appear behind George’s shoulder. He yanks George off me and throws him to the ground. I sit up, pushing my dress down.
Gabriel towers over George. “What were you doing?”
“You’ve been fucking my wife for years,” George says. “It was only fair I get to do the same to yours.”
“It’s not my fault you can’t please your wife. It’s the only reason Ginevra came to me in the first place. I was happy to oblige. An easy fuck. And trust me when I say, George, that your wife made it so fucking easy for me.”
“We’re partners. You have to respect your partners.”
Gabriel scoffs. “You’re just a man I work with because it’s convenient.
But I am head of the mafia in this city and you know it.
Nothing and no one can overpower me. You didn’t say anything about me fucking Ginevra because you cared more about using me for power than your own wife.
I wouldn’t even be surprised that if you offered your wife up to me in the first place to get on my good side. ”
“I did no such thing. You fucked my wife. You deserve to pay for that.”
“Probably I do. But you touched my wife, George, after I made it very clear to you to never touch her again. You just couldn’t listen, could you?”
“She’s just your plaything. It’s what you said!”
“She’s my wife!” Gabriel roars right before he kicks George in the face, knocking him over. Blood spurts out of George’s nose.
Gabriel wraps his hands around George’s neck and gives it a snap. I gasp when I see George’s body go limp as he slumps to the ground. That doesn’t stop Gabriel though. He continues to kick and punch George’s body over and over again.
I can only watch in horror. It’s a terrifying sight and yet… Gabriel protected me from George. I wouldn’t be in danger if not for Gabriel though. It’s all so confusing.
“He’s dead,” I gasp out. “He’s dead.”
That gets Gabriel to stop. The sight of him breathing heavy, covered in blood and sweat, is a terrifying sight. But in the haunting moonlight, he’s also never looked more handsome.
Gabriel kneels on the ground, grabbing my waist. I hold still. “He was not allowed to touch you.”
“I know. I know. I didn’t want him to.” For some strange reason, I bring my hand to Gabriel’s face… right over his scar. He flinches for a moment before leaning into my touch. “You saved me from him. Thank you… for that.”
“You are mine, Aurora. I have made that very clear.”
“You’ve kept your distance for days. Why?”
He doesn’t respond as he gazes into my eyes.
“Is it because of what I saw?” I whisper.
“What did you see?”
“Your… panic attack. That’s what it looked like.”
“You don’t know anything.”
“So then tell me.” I sound the most desperate I’ve ever been in my entire life.
Gabriel pushes my dress around my waist, exposing my underwear. “He saw you like this. He was going to fuck you. Rape you.”
“But you stopped him.”
“Would you stop me if I touched you?” His fingers find the edge of my panties. “If I pulled this thin piece of fabric down and fucked you how I wanted?”
I swallow hard. A sudden flare of arousal hits me. Why does my body respond to Gabriel like this? None of it makes any sense.
“I need to see you,” he growls, pulling my panties down. I gaps when the cool air hits my skin. “You’re bare.”
“I… shave,” I whisper.
He grips each of my thighs and spreads my legs wider. And I don’t stop him. Maybe it’s a combination of fear but I also can’t deny the wetness seeping out of me. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
“Gabriel,” I gasp. My hands slam against the ground, catching myself before I can fall backwards.
He gazes down at my most intimate area. “I could touch you right now. Eat you out. And you would let me, wouldn’t you?”
I can’t say a word.
He brings his face to my inner thigh, inhaling deeply. “You’re wet for me. I can see it. Are you wet for me, Aurora? I thought you were a good girl.”
“I am,” I whisper.
“So why are you turned on right now? I just killed a man before your eyes.” He nuzzles my inner thigh. His beard slightly scratches my skin but it also makes me feel more alive.
“I don’t know. I don’t understand it,” I cry out as my tears hit me. “I don’t understand it.”
He places a kiss straight to my folds. The sensation makes my hips jerk up and a loud gasp escape me.
But as soon as he touches me, he pulls back.
“I am going to claim all of you one day. I am going to take your virginity. And you will scream my name as I do it. But not today.” He slips my underwear back into place and closes my legs.
I don’t move as he brings my dress back down.
“I don’t understand.”
For just a moment, there’s a softness in his eyes. He tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. “You look beautiful like this.” I don’t have the courage to ask him for more.
He stands up and from this angle, I can see his length pressing against his pants. My mouth goes dry.
Gabriel turns to George’s body and takes out his phone, calling someone. “I need you to come do a cleanup for me. In the maze. Got it.” He hangs up. “Go back inside, Aurora.” When I don’t move, he snaps, “Now.”
I scramble to my feet and run to my room without looking back. My heart is pounding while the sensitive spot between my legs is throbbing the entire time.