Chapter 58 - [Punishment] [Escort]

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Bonus chapter for reaching 100PS this week ^^

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[Punishment]

He bit my lips so fierce I thought it would bleed, and I moaned from the pain and pleasure.

My moans seemed to excite him as he slid his tongue inside my mouth, tasting everything in its path. I almost choked when his tongue pushed deeper. He then bit and sucked mine into numbness until I tasted the metallic flavor of blood.

His cold gentleman facade vanished, replaced by a savage beast, first time eating meat.

I gasp for air as my body glide from the headrest to get away from his savaged kiss. But he just slid together with me, not leaving my mouth for a second.

The mattress sunk and I knew that Cain climbed on the bed, pinning me under him. I shifted my head to wheezed for air, but his lips pressed even harder, making it impossible to change directions.

I was suffocating and unconsciously pushed him away. My legs wiggled, finding a way out from his weight. But my effort didn't budge the big block of ice. Instead, he pinned my two hands above my head and parted my legs with his.

Not good!

I felt something hard and bulging pressing against my belly.

I stiffened.

But no matter how much resistant I gave, the man showed no sign of stopping. Each moans and struggles, the more excited and savaged he became.

I was on the verge of losing consciousness when he finally released my mouth and proceeded licking my neck, sucking my skin along the way. I sharply gasped when he bit my collarbone.

"C-Cain . . ."

I said it with the intention of stopping him. But I spoke it as a plea.

I cried from pleasure and clenched when his tongue entered my ear, licking his way inside. He nibbled my lobe and sucked the sensitive flesh.

The pleasure drove me crazy, and my hips rose to meet his bulging length. My brain and morals had long been burned, melted from the heat as my body moved on its own –– wanting more pleasure from him.

Droplets of sweat sheen my face as my breathing labored in pants. My shoulders rose and fell as I gasped for air. My sight blurry with unshed tears as saliva dripped from my mouth.

Cain licked the dripping saliva and planted soft kisses on my eyes, and trailed wet marks towards my forehead.

He wiped away the sweat from my face with a force so gentle that my heart doubled in size. He released my hands and supported his weight as he hovered above me with a grin on his face.

He then held me with his deep affectionate eyes.

"Learned your lesson yet?" he said, teasing.

Lesson? What lesson?

I wanted to scold him, but I couldn't find my voice –– I was still panting for air!

He pinched my chin, stroking his thumb on my swollen lips.

"From now on, don't talk about separating or meeting other men. We belong to each other now. And don't think for a second that I'll ever let you go."

What are you talking?! Those were all what-ifs!

I opened my mouth to retort, but my grumbling stomach bested me.

Cain breathes a laugh as he stared at me with doting eyes.

"I've prepared breakfast, let's go and eat."

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[Escort]

I think I was being led by this man's pace. It was only yesterday that I accepted him. Although we've kissed (from a moment of weakness on my part), we didn't define our relationship as of yet. And now, I'm already engaged to him without even agreeing!

Though I was not against it since I believe that if it was mutual love, then no need to beat around the bush –– but this man didn't know the word 'moderation.'

We're going extremely too fast that I can only be swept away by his outrageous actions!

I was jolted awake by my phone's vibration, and messages and missed calls from Zhander flooded my notifications.

That's right! Zhander!

When I got back into my room to pack my things, I didn't have the time to charge my dead phone. Only when I was seated inside Cain's car, on our way to Central Station for my eight-morning train to New Haven, that I finally had the chance to charged it to my power bank.

I messaged Zhander, but before I could press send, the name 'Adonis' appeared on my screen.

Feeling a bit guilty for ditching him like that, I pressed the call button and shifted the phone to my right ear (just in case), oblivious to the murderous silence descended between Cain and me.

"Hel––"

"Leanna! I'm so sorry. I didn't know that my friends were going to be there. I really did plan the celebration for just the two of us. Are you alright? Did you get home safely?"

Zhander's voice was a bit tired and horse, and my heart reached out to him . . .

. . . Alright, I admit, it's mostly for the reason that I was guilty, just forgetting him like that.

"Zhander, I'm alright. I got home safely."

Zhander breathed a sigh of relief.

"When will you go to New Haven? I'll arrange my jet and escort you."

I nibbled my lip.

Cain and I also discussed this. He insisted on accompanying me to New Haven riding his plane, but I was determined to experience the train going to New Haven. Seeing that I would not bend for him, he reluctantly agreed only in the condition that he would accompany me.

"Thank you for the offer, but I'm already on my way to Central Station. I want to experience riding a train going to New Haven."

. . .

. . .

"What time is your train? I'll meet you there and escort you to New Haven."

I shivered as the cold was becoming more ridiculous by the second.

I was not oblivious of the fact that Zhander is interested in me. I'm flattered. But I couldn't lead him on. It was always my philosophy that if I was not interested, no need to drag the whole thing and tell it to the other person straight in the face.

I was about to reject him when Cain stopped the car.

I knew exactly what he was going to do next. So I cramped myself at the farthest end of my seat. Hoping he could not reach me only to find my efforts in vain when he grabbed my shoulder, shoved me onto his chest, and reached for my phone.

I struggled, but he wouldn't budge. His grip only tightened, and I knew it would leave a mark later.

Ahhh . . . damn it. What's the use?

Exhausted from all the struggling, I finally let him do whatever he wanted.

"Leanna is MINE. She belongs to me now," Cain barked with an arrogant and overbearing tone, and I was mortified with the force equal to the heating of my head.

Y-you! Don't you know how misleading you sounded like?

He then ended the call, shut the phone, and put it on his side –– far away from my reach.