HIS DARK DESIRE: TALES OF A YANDERE - Chapter 147

147 iv. Bargains

“I am bored out of my mind,” she slammed the door hard to take his attention.

He slowly takes his eyes off the business partner he has and directs them to her. “Can this wait, my love? You are interrupting an important meeting.”

She was afraid of the tone he used but she didn’t want to back out. If he will keep her as a chained captive by his side then she will also try to give him the same amount of hell.

“Well then please continue,” she smirked and walked inside the room.

She walked closer and removed her bra, discarding it carelessly on the floor. Her eyes widened at seeing the unspeakable expression on his face.

It was pure rage she saw. His golden eyes were so intense she felt like his gaze alone can melt her in entirety.

Soon she was hanging upside down as he hurled her on his shoulder like some bag of potatoes. This crude man is so fucking irritating, she couldn’t help but let out a groan.

“Asshole! Where the hell are you taking me?” she shouted at the top of her lungs.

“Scared now, my little pet? You have decided to pull that little trick of yours and you really believed that you can get away with it with no consequence,” he said, his voice grim.

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“I am not scared, I am fucking angry! You kidnap me and for weeks have deprived me of any sort of communication from the outside world, including any and all contact with my family!” she hissed.

He laughed at her fire. He opened the door of their bedroom and carelessly tossed her in. “You know exactly who is to blame for that. You tried to escape using your beautiful little gadgets. Tried to make me look bad before the authorities. If only I do not have the proper connections, then that plan of yours would have succeeded,” he reminded her.

“You committed crimes! It is right for me to report you! You have kidnapped me, murdered innocents, and had me undergo so many undeserved tortures,” she said boldly, making his eyes light up.

The fire in her excited him. This modern version of her just really turned him on so easily.

If he has to pick a favorite version of her, it will be a close battle between this modern fiery wrench and the queen he first fell in love with. Of course, he is quite aware it will still be the same girl in both cases.

Just that she has become a bit more fiery than their past reincarnations. He would have to focus more on breaking her and making her submit to him completely.

“Crimes I did all for you. Do you not know that? Do you not know I crave for you most of all? I only did what is absolutely necessary to keep us together. I just wanted to keep you safe here with me,” he rationalized.

He caressed her cheek gently, his eyes filled with longing, adoration, and hurt. How he wished she would understand.

Everything he did and will do were all geared towards securing their future together. He had lost her so many times before that just thinking about how it will be if he ever loses her again drives him insane.

“I love you, queenie,” he told her as he leaned in for a kiss.

Mary wanted to protest, but because of the sincerity in his eyes and the way his baritone voice sounded so sad and lonely, she couldn’t help but answer back his kiss.

It was a long deep kiss that made her mouth water even more. Her need for him just intensified with each passing day.

It scares her of course, that no matter how she wanted to get so angry, and even if she starts on a high note… she always ends up feeling this way towards him.

Hot and needy. Simply said, just so hungry for more. When he let go of her lips to let catch her breath, she watched him smile.

It was a triumphant and confident smile of his. As if he knows exactly what was running inside her mind.

“Why are you smiling?” she decided to ask.

“Well this morning started wrongly,” he slid his hand inside her blouse, his rough hands squeezing her breasts, kneading them like dough.

She couldn’t help but moan softly when his thumb padded her nipple. “What’s up with that?” she panted out.

He laughed and took off her blouse, lifting it off her head without any issue. “Well, it seems like my luck has turned around so suddenly.”

“Turned around how?” she asked, her voice trembling. Fuck, she just wants him to do it now. So badly, she wants to be fucked at this very moment.

“Well, for one, you are in my bed, so turned on by what I’m doing I have a feeling I can even make you beg,” his tongue twirled around her nipples, making her arch her back.

“You are an asshole, you know that?” her words were sharp but her voice was just so desperate and needy, so filled with lust.

It was no wonder he found delight when she said the words, “Asshole, jerk, crazy, and insane. You have called me all these names before, my queen. It doesn’t matter what I am in the end… because after all is said and done, you always succumb to my will,” he grinned.

She hated how right he is. But her pride won’t allow her to keep quiet. “You always force yourself on me, anyway!”

He chuckled, “Are you sure about that? I am quite sure those moans that come out of your lips were not out of threats.”

She blushed, “Well I was a virgin and you seduced me! You used all of your expertise to keep me putty in your hands!”

He laughed and pinched her nipples, making her let out an involuntary moan. Damn this man and how he always seems to know exactly what to do with her.

“I never heard that before. I never knew that was exactly what you are to me. Putty in my hands?” he licked her neck, making her whimper.

“Was that your way of protesting? Making these beautiful sounds that turn me on so bad?” he teased her.

“You shouldn’t be so bold next time. I hate that you would take off your bra in front of anyone else but me. Even if it is out of contempt or boredom. These are all bad things you did, my queen,” his breath was hot as he continued to kiss and suck on every part of her exposed skin.

“Then will you punish me for it?” she couldn’t help but smile back.

“Not when I’m quite sure you were looking forward to it,” he laughed.

She pouted, “Then how will I learn how to behave?”

“By deprivation. Keeping you on edge until you can’t take more. Depriving you of your release until you beg for it,” he smirked.

“Please, daddy. Not that,” she blinked, trying to look innocent.

He laughed, “What do you want for me to do?”

“Fuck me and then let me visit my family,” she answered bravely.

“What do I get in return for it? Since this sounds like a business deal, I would like to know what’s in store for me,” he started kissing her torso down into her privates.

“Fuck,” she mumbled when he opened her legs wide.

“What do you want for it?” she arched her back as his lips made contact with her entrance.

“Marry me,” he asked her.

“I won’t. I can’t. I don’t love you yet,” she pouted.

He chuckled and buried his mouth into her opened vagina lips, making her waters flow so readily.

“Tell me, what I get in return for this,” he demanded.

“Another date,” her voice was horny, high pitched, and punctuated by her heavy breaths.

“Should I be happy with dates when I can have you here by myself all alone in our own castle?” he teased her.

“It is a way to win over my heart. I will only marry someone I love. If you really wanted to make me your wife, you would be glad I let you,” she rationalized, her fingers fumbling with his belt as she unbuckled and discarded it on the floor.

“What a generous offer,” his eyes glinted with equal need as he hungrily took off her skirt.

“Then do you accept it?” she moaned as he tore off her panty.

“I do, I accept your offer, my love,” he grunted as he took off his own underwear.

“Your shirt,” she complained as she tugged on it as well.

He laughed, “Must all things be equal always?”

“There is no other way by which we could do this. You know I’m a sensible woman. Why should I date someone who thinks of me as inferior?” she arched her back as he dug his finger inside her core, pumping it in and out of her cunt.

“When did I ever say I consider you one? You are my queen, my love, my everything. I exist for you, because of you. So how can you say I think of you as inferior to me? If at all, I have considered you my own diety. So don’t be fooled by my dirty words. When I call you my whore and chain you up, it is out of wanting you. My need to possess you, own you, is all because I find you so perfect,” he explained, thrusting yet another finger inside her as her eyes widened in shock at the waves of pleasure that greeted her.

“I love you, adore you, want you. More than you will ever know or understand,” he whispered lovingly in her ears as he replaced his fingers with his three-inch wide, thirteen inches long cock.

She moaned and whimpered under him as he took her, over and over. Until her whole body is too exhausted to even think. He took her until she couldn’t even move a limb.

He let his seeds inside of her as he whispered his words of adoration in her ears. Making her feel wanted, needed, so very much loved.