Chapter 15 Push and Pull

Chapter 15: Chapter 15 Push and PullSilence fell on the room like a blanket, but deep within me, it felt like a volcano was about to erupt, my fingers trembled, my face turning red with invisible smoke fuming out of my ears. ’Did he just call me a skeleton doing a butterfly dance?’ I bite my lower lips to stop myself from snapping back at him. Suddenly, my spine straightened when I heard a growl reverberating in his chest. "Stop biting your lips, except you want me to teach you a serious lesson." his hoarse voice, warmly brushed against my face like a light feather. I stop, releasing my lips from the captivity of my teeth, before looking at his chest, two buttons of his shirt were left unbuttoned, showcasing his well toned skin. I let out a nervous laugh, "Master..." I began, "since I look like a skeleton, why don’t you let me rest tonight?" I tried my luck one more time. But my heart skipped a beat when he suddenly drew closer to me, his gaze darkened, his face brushing past mine as he whispered into my ears. "I really need to teach you how to be a good pet." strangely, his words sent a jolt of tinglish sensation down my spine, my body shiver, but it wasn’t out of fear. ’Idiot, you better not react to him, not only is he a dumbass who bought you but he is a FREAKING PSYCHOPATH.’ my mind screamed at me. My body froze against the wall, as he pulled away from me, wearing a devilish smirk that I wanted to wipe off his face so badly. Suddenly, I felt cold from his absence, but my heart still has not gone back to its normal rhythm. I watched his retreating figure walking confidently to the bed, the sheets deepened under his weight. I was grateful that he had gone away from me, now I can breathe, but unfortunately it didn’t remain like that for long, as he called me over with his finger. I shut my eyes, crying inwardly, but who am I to disobey him? I thought I could handle him before, but when he showed me what he was capable of doing, I have no more faith in myself anymore. Slowly, I made my way to him, my eyes wandered around, apart from his face. "Take off my shoe," he ordered, raising his leg slightly up. I swallowed, before nodding my head, my knees thudding against the hard cold floor, I gently raised his leg, before loosening the lace off his shoe, then I removed the shoe as gently as I could. ’Pull his leg hard, or press the shoe harder against his feet, let him know how you have handled stubborn men like him. How dare he order you to remove his shoes, he has no idea who you are!’ I vented inwardly. I almost had a heart attack when I raised my head to look at him, my face was only a few inches from touching his, I never noticed he had bent lower, staring at me. My hand flew to my chest, as if it would be able to calm my frightened heart. I pulled back slightly, "I’m done master." I stammered. "My shirt," came his curt voice, his eyes dancing with amusement. At that moment, I hesitated, wondering if this is how I was going to be nothing but a breeder? I can’t let that happen, I knew right then that I had to find a way to escape from his grip tonight. But how can I outsmart him? Swallowing, my shaky hands reached for his buttons, as my little frame stood between his thigh, I blinked my eyes as I tried to focus on the task at hand, but I couldn’t stop myself from trembling like a leaf in front of him, and the fact that his gaze was fixated on my every movement didn’t help the issue. S~eaʀᴄh the NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. ’Come on, I can do this... I have done it numerous times with different men, but why the hell am I acting as if this is my first time stripping a man off his clothes... Why am I so clumsy?’ I ranted inwardly as my slender fingers fidgeted with buttons, taking longer to unbutton. After years of strenuous trial, I finally managed to unbutton his shirt, seeing the job was done, I wiped the sweat off my face with my sleeve. "That took longer than expected." Damon mused. "Forgive me master for my shortcomings." I said, my voice getting lower. "Now it is time for your punishment." My face turned paler at his words, I was too overwhelmed with terror to move. His lips curved into a satisfied smirk as he watched me tremble under his gaze, it was like he was enjoying every bit of my discomfort. "Please... Master," my lips parted, quivering at every breath I took. "Please... have mercy upon me for today." I begged. In as much as I wanted to show him that I could be stubborn, playing to the tune of his ego might be the best way of getting out of this. "Ember I can’t, mercy is not in my book." he said coldly. Tears began to pour down my face seamlessly, like a dam had just been opened. "Master... I can’t serve you in bed tonight... My body hasn’t healed from the wounds I got before, I don’t want to ruin your sight." I said, panicking. Damon leisurely rested on his elbow, which caused the bed to deepen. I saw anger flickering through his eyes, but he quickly masked it with his cold look. "I know you can’t take me now, you are too weak." he said with a click of his tongue, showing his distaste. "If I lay with you now, you might snap into thousands of broken bones underneath me." he deadpanned. "What I meant was for you to fan me to sleep, it seems like you got the wrong idea." My eyes widened, before I burst out in tears, I couldn’t believe that he had been playing with all this while... I almost died of a heart attack, how could he be so insensible? He pushed himself up from the bed, his frame towering over me. "You must be hungry," he said, caressing my head. "You need your strength to do your work effectively." his eyes glinted with mischief.