More Than Lust

Grace's pov

Mr. Gomez left the office and I resumed my work. I wasn't fan of silence but now I am in love with it. He never talks to me. Sometimes it's feel like i don't even exist for him, he only comes to me when he wants sex. I haven't seen him talking to people casually so I don't think it's just me with whom he doesn't converse. But may be that's what my place in his life, I am just a thing which he wants to satisfy himself. I have no value in his eyes. I am not the first one for him and definitely not the last. I am just waiting for these fifteen days to end and then I'll be free.

I tried to focus on my work, it's so difficult when he is sitting across me. He doesn't say anything but it feels like he is watching me everytime. I have never looked up at him when we are in cabin, i try to ignore his presence and focus on my work. I hardly look at his face, he terrifies me. His eyes are enough to kill anyone. I never thought that someone can make me shiver with just one angry look until I met him.

We often experience nightmares and wishes not to face it in real life, I was also experiencing nightmares but I was so unlucky that I myself walked towards it.

Shaking my head I started examining his bank statements but my grip on pen tightened when he stood up from his chair.

'oh god! not now... Please not now... I am still tired because of last night. I can't take it today...'

I closed my eyes and gulped. I don't want to look at him right now. Goosebumps crawled on body when I thought about the situation.

'I don't want to have sex today...'

I waited to feel his hands on my body but it didn't happen, i slowly opened my eyes and released my breath which I was holding. He wasn't near me instead He was standing at the window, turning his back on me. Whenever I look at him I only think, this man is so big. I hardly reach to his chest, if he decides he can easily crush me under him.

He looks lost, he is not wearing his coat, sleeves are rolled up to the elbows. I can see veins popping on his hands which he has in his pockets. He looks tense and it's a red signal for me. In these few months I have started predicting his behavior, whenever he looks tense he goes very hard on me, he makes me cry. I can't handle his bad mood. His bad mood is my biggest fear.

I can't forget how he treated me on first night. I tremble just with the memory, that night he installed his fear in my heart.

My situations manipulated me to accept this thing, it wasn't easy but I had to do it for survival. I had no other choice.

Mr. Gomez explained and told me all the rules. He looks worried about me, he was warning me again and again not to do anything stupid. He personally took me to the doctor for birth control.

"Do anything you want Grace... But don't ever try to run..."

and i

succeed and will eventually end up dead... You seem to be nice girl, don't

I gulped.

"Will he hurt me?"

away from my eyes and that hesitant eyes gave me my answer. I know he can hurt

Grace... Don't make him mad. Listen to him. Follow his orders, give

He replied.

he will get bored of you

at me up

think you have anything which can smitten him...

casually insulted my

colourful eyes and golden hair. My eyes and hair are coal black. I have baby face which makes me look younger than really I am. I

too small for

shaking his head.

this loan... I am sorry if I am making you feel bad but

"I know"

gulping

I care about his choice, i don't want to impress him or anything like that. I have prepared

Gomez personally dropped me

I don't want to collect

in warning tone and it was

eyes wondered on large paintings and huge chandelier. If it wasn't for the situation I would have love to

go inside...

said when we stopped in front of big mahogany door. I know it's not his bedroom because Gomez said that no

eyes. After giving myself falls hopes and empty confidence I pushed the big