More Than Lust

Grace's pov

My hand trembled while pressing the doorbell of his office. After last night i don't want to face him. I don't have courage to go in front of him.

I was lucky that he didn't hurt me but he has definitely gave me new trauma. I was shaken from the core. Thankfully he left and didn't come back. I cried until I fell asleep, wrapped in bedsheets. Then Martha came to the rescue, she saw me trembling on the floor and helped me. I was so scared that i hugged her tightly, i needed comfort and warmth. I wanted someone to hug me and comfort me. I wanted to feel safe and Martha provided me that safety.

She gave me new clothes and took me to her bedroom, i slept in her room. She stroked my head gently untill I fell asleep in her motherly embrace. I can never forget her favors, she has helped me alot.

I am grateful that she didn't question me about anything. Without judging and doubting me she helped me selflessly, she always does.

I woke up in the morning and wanted to leave the mansion as soon as possible. She was forcing me to eat but I had no appetite.

My head was heavy after crying so badly.

I just washed my face and ran back to home.

My face and eyes are swollen, i couldn't do anything for the redness of my eyes. Dad was continuously asking me what happened but i stayed silent, I was in no mood to talk to him. It's all his fault, Because of him I am in this condition.

How am I supposed to face him after last night, what if he is still mad.

But I don't understand why he was so mad. I know there are certain rules for his safety, they want me to stay away from men because they don't trust me, they think that i will whore around which is risky for him. He doesn't want any STD. But whatever happened last night, it gave me hint of personal frustration in his behavior. Like he was mad for something else.

He was supposed to punish me not kiss me. Why he stopped, why he didn't hit me. Not like i am complaining but he is definitely not the one who will listen to someone's pleadings then why did he listen to mine.

Rafael once told me that he has killed girls for smallest reason possible then why he didn't do that to me. Last night I was expecting the worst.

Should I hate him for whatever he did to me or should I thank him for not hurting me.

do, he definitely doesn't care about my

Only 13 days and it will be over. With trembling hand i finally pressed the button, i just

He is inside. God! I don't

slowly pushing the door and entered inside. I kept my head low, i don't have courage to look at

have to cross him before reaching to

"Good morning"

properly in front of him. But i have to wish him, after all he is my boss, if i ignore him then

vulnerable before. I hate him

and started walking towards my place but he grabbed my arm making

pulled me closer by waist, my heart sunk to my stomach when he slowly roamed his hand on my belly. My back

don't want him to fuck me now. I

can't stop him. He can do whatever he wants.

closed my eyes and tear automatically slide down from my eyes, No matter how much I try they won't

my cold neck. He gently tucked my collar aside and slowly placed kisses on my neck.

everyday, today he is surprisingly gentle. Otherwise by now he would have

neck automatically tilted as he pampered my shoulders with his kisses. It feels good and comforting. It's not scary. It feels like he is trying to give me pleasure instead of taking it from me.

at him.

"Eyes on me. Always!"

i automatically nodded not desiring another punishment. Not like i can defy me, his thick and heavy

looked tired and swollen too. Like he haven't

night's memory flashed in front of me. Last night He almost ripped my hair by gripping

scalp is still hurting. But instead he gently rested his hand on

he gently circled his thumb on sore spot. What

he leaned down while cupping my cheek with another hand, he wiped my

my mouth and grant him access, i don't want to repeat last night's mistake. I don't know what is he trying to do but he is being gentle and that's enough for now. Not like i can do