Possession by KATHLEEN HAYAT (best fiction novels TXT) 📖

Her heart pounded wildly inside her chest as she tried to breath through her nose. For a second she was feeling all numb. Maybe she was imagining all this.

His warm lips trailed down to the side of her neck; his trimmed stubble rough against her soft skin. As if something snapped inside her she started thrashing violently. Her eyes were broadened in fear and shock. How did he get inside her apartment?

Her shriek got muffled in his hand when her feet were off the ground as he carried her in his beastly arms and went to her sofa and almost threw her on it.

She jumped a little and immediately straightened up and scooted back. Her eyes were wide as she stared at him with fear and shock.

He was looking murderous with those stormy gray eyes and all that black button up shirt,  with black jeans and black boots. He looked dangerous.

Ominous.

The scream for help was at the tip of her tongue.

"No, princess! Don't even think of screaming, we don't want Ava and Axel waking up, now do we?" His words sent shivers of absolute fear and apprehension to creep down her spine.

He knows where she lives, he knows her siblings and now he was standing in her home. In her sanctuary. 

She wasn't safe anymore.

"Why did you leave my place?" He seethed deadly, his voice angry.

He didn't ask her why she put his mansion on fire. He didn't ask why she went to the cops. Instead he asked why she left.

Isabelle immediately straightened and tried to get off the sofa when he held her shoulder and kept her in place with his one knee on the sofa beside her thigh.

"Answer me?" He seethed in anger slowly making her eyes become misty.

Why did her courage fly out of the window when she was face to face with him?

"Y-you forced me!" She tried to sound confident but it came out as a scared whisper but still she said the obvious. Why in the world would she stay, so he could do all that again?

What was he expecting? Why was he so angry that she left his house? He got what he wanted yet here he was asking her questions about why she left.

"I made love to you." He answered her smoothly, his voice emotionless making her ears perked up.

"Love? You drugged me!" She hissed at him.

Blade's eyes shone with mirth as he saw that burning spark in her. He let out a scariest chuckle that almost freezes all the cells in her body.

"You fucking enjoyed it! Does it still matter?" He growled lowly, making shame and guilt to rack her head as she recalled her own moans but she immediately pushed it away.

"You drugged me. B-Because you knew I would never sleep with you willingly." Her words were like a tight slap on his big manly ego.

"I hate it. Now, I'm not drugged and I hate you and your touch in full consciousness. " She mumbled under her breath that he heard it and he frowned at her words. Was his touch that disgusting for her?

"You shouldn't have left my house without my permission!" He spoke angrily and next he picked up Isabelle on his shoulder making her gasp as she panicked and hit on his back but to no avail as he started walking out of her house.

She wants to scream for help but it'll only make her siblings to witness her torture as well. As soon as they were out of her house he opened the door of her neighbours house, which was empty for a few days as her neighbour's were gone on vacations but how in the world did he get the key of their apartment and her apartment's as well.

When he closed the main door, she moved her knee back and then hit him on the chest with all her might and at the same time she hit her elbow in between his shoulder blades.

He groaned. "Bloody fuck!" His hold on her loosened. Not a second later she jumped down on her feet and instead of running for the door she grabbed the big glass showpiece that lay on the table and she threw it at him and at the same time made a run for her life.

Blade easily dodged the showpiece as it crashed on the floor into tiny little pieces. "Jesus!" He growled and next thing he lunged at her.

The door barely opened before he slammed it shut. Swivelling her around he again hoisted her up in his shoulder and walked further.

"LET ME GO! LEAVE ME!" He threw her on the bed and she bounced on it a little with a gasp. She immediately straightened up and got off the bed, hearing him closing the door and then bolting it.

Her heart was beating in her ears. He turned around slowly, opening the first two buttons of his shirt making her heart drop. "You left my house without my permission! You put my whole damn mansion on fire. You didn't come to university for three consecutive days! And you dared to file a case against me. Now you'll be punished." He spoke as if it was the breaking news of the day.

"NO!" She screamed and scooted away in the corner of the room. He was looking scary, she couldn't face that thing again, no she could't. She was in a compromised condition. Her strength was nothing compared to his mighty power and build.

He slowly folded his sleeves up and her eyes dropped down to the veins visible on his strong arms. She jumped on the bed on her feet to run to the door but before her feet could touch the ground a large arm wrapped around her belly and slammed her frail body on the bed making her gasp loudly as all the breath was knocked out of her system.