HIS DARK DESIRE: TALES OF A YANDERE - Chapter 170

170 v. The Vessel’s Inspection

“Are you the owner of this enterprise?” a man with a devastatingly handsome look spoke.

He was introduced as the governor. As to why he boarded the ship with the customs officers, she had no idea.

She didn’t know governors are supposed to board ships in case of inspections. They made sure to be careful not to arise suspicions.

So why is this man in here, “Yes, I am.”

His grey eyes bored through hers as his purple hair was being carried by the wind. He took a ponytail and put it in a bun, before deciding to smile.

“May I see the papers to conduct your business,” his voice was calm, almost friendly.

She handed her papers to him, trying not to react as their skin touched. He raised his glasses, adjusting them to rest on the bridge of his nose.

He looks really serious as he reads and inspected them, “You don’t mind if we inspect the rest of the ship? Do you?”

She nodded, trying to prevent them will just give rise to more suspicions. Plus, he looks too young to actually know what he was doing.

…..

“After you, my lady,” he motioned for her to go before him.

She did as she was told, ignoring the feeling of someone watching her very closely. She wondered why that person was behaving so oddly.

She didn’t like this person. He felt off. She had a feeling she shouldn’t let her guard down in his presence.

After she has shown them the different storage areas, she smiled confidently, “That will be all.”

“Oh, I am afraid not, young miss. We still need to inspect the cabins. Though I do not totally object to the idea of rest and dinner. We can inspect the rest of the ship over the next few days while you are in port. I believe you would like to rest for now, do you not?” he smiled friendly at her.

She felt anxious. They have hidden the rest of the cargo in the crew’s cabins and in hers as well. n0𝑣𝓔𝑳𝑢𝑠𝔅.𝒞0𝔪

To not give in to this person’s invitation for dinner will derail the entire operation. So she nodded as her hopelessness set in.

“I have some good restaurants in mind, young miss. What would you like to have for dinner?” he asked, his grey eyes calm and she realized it has been as intense as the storm earlier.

“Some pasta will be nice,” she mumbled.

He smiled and acceded, “Of course, I know just the place.”

“Do you mind if I go to my cabin first? I just want to change into proper clothes,” she has to tell Dominus about these developments.

She was sure he won’t mind but she at least wanted to be transparent with him. Plus they need to do something about the inspection in the coming days.

“Sure, do you need me to walk with you until we reach your cabin?” he smiled, his voice sounded a bit flirty, or maybe it was just her innocence making her think that.

She refused of course and walked to her cabin by herself. She opened the door and get in.

Once she was in, strong arms gripped her wrist and trapped her against the door, locking her in place.

“Dominus,” she whispered his name.

She was about to say more but he already claimed her lips. His kiss was hungry and possessive, his tongue going in and swirling around her mouth.

When their lips separated she tried to catch her breath, holding into his arms to steady herself.

“You came so late it made me believe you are enjoying yourself,” his breath was hot, his bulging pants pressing heavily against her dress.

Fuck. She could barely think when he holds her this way, “I am not. I swear it. But we need to talk.”

His gaze was hot, his body too. He wasn’t wearing his shirt so she can feel his skin directly.

She has yet to decide whether it was his or her skin that felt like it was burning. Or maybe it was theirs.

“The governor is waiting for me. We are going to have dinner,” she has barely finished her sentence before his aura changed.

His whole body stiffened, his lips were hard against hers, biting her lips painfully until they bled.

She pushed him away, “It hurts, please.”

“Please what? Do you think that hurts? When you are about to prostitute yourself over some officer,” his voice was low but it was deep and serious.

She felt like he could murder her like this. He looked too angry that the possibility of her being murdered by him crossed her mind momentarily.

Why was he being so angry? It is not like they were in an actual relationship. She would ordinarily have pointed that out but she felt fear rack at her entire being.

Like a prey caught by a predator, she felt like she could do nothing but stare. She stood there under his cruel gaze as his lips twitched into a sinister smile.

“Have you had sex while having a tour on this ship? Have you let yourself be touched by another man in my presence?” her whole body shivered with his accusations.

When he parted her legs open and lifted her skirt, she found her voice gone. All she could do was sigh, no protest even dared to come out.

“Fucking governor! Did he touch you here,” he tore at her panty and roughly put his entire clenched fist inside.

She would have screamed if not for his tongue invading her lips as his fist entered her core. It was painful not just because of how big his hand is but also the lack of preparation on her body.

He made thrusting motions with his fist as he dug in deeper into her core. She felt a splitting pain when she felt it enter her cervix and past her womb.

He removed it harshly and released her lips just when she felt like she would faint, “I’m dying. It hurts so much.”

His eyes softened a bit as if realizing what he has done. He looked at his fist, covered with her juices.

It was her body’s natural reaction but it didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. It hurt so badly that she felt like her entire body would break.

“I’ll die. It hurts so much. Please, stop,” she found herself crying.

He had panic in his eyes as he brought her to the bed, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have. Fuck. I was momentarily insane.”

He pressed her close to him but her body just stiffened against his touch. Her body is rejecting him.

For the first time, she didn’t find pleasure in the way he caused her pain. She continued to sob silently as she wrapped her arms around herself.

He cursed and went to the mini refrigerator inside the room, taking out an ice pack. She tried to fight him when he parted her legs again.

She kept punching at him, hitting his chest with all her might, “Baby, please. This will ease the pain a bit.”

Defeated by his sheer strength he was able to apply the ice pack on her privates. It hurts at first, the cold object pressing against something that has been subjected to pain earlier made her feel like there were shards of glasses pinching her skin.

“Bare it a bit, it will feel better soon,” he assured her as he pulled her close to him.

Her head was pressed against his chest and she had no choice but to inhale his scent. It was oddly comforting being held by him like this.

“Why are you going with him?” his voice was calmer now, but she knew it will take a single word for him to be aggressive again.

“To give us more time to hide our cargoes. They wanted to search even the cabins,” she whispered in a low voice.

She didn’t have the confidence to speak. She felt like a frail thing that was about to break if he were to do something like that again.

She never wanted to see that side of him again. Even thinking about it made her feel like she would lose her mind.

He kept silent. She was not sure if he accepted it. But he was caressing her hair and kissing her forehead.

“Does it still hurt?” he asked her, he merely touched her hips and she already flinched.

“Fuck, what have I done? I am sorry. I am really sorry,” he admitted, pulling her close to him as if by hugging her that way he could take some of her pains away.

“It hurts a lot. Can you look into it? I feel like I have been ripped apart?” she said, blushing at her odd request.

There was no one else to ask to check. And she didn’t want to overreact but this man is a giant. Almost at seven feet tall, and she at a mere five. How was she not to think the worse?

He nodded, the serious expression on his face remained, “Open your legs wide. I’ll take a look.”

She opened her legs, hating him and also being severely embarrassed by the situation as he removed the ice pack and looked into her labia.

Before she can stop him he was licking her there, his thumb brushing at her clit as his tongue explored the depths of her core.

“Is this really necessary?” she asked, arching her back as her traitorous body started to feel good again.

“Absolutely. Cant, you see I’m inspecting?” he asked her with an innocent look on his face as his fingers replaced his tongue, digging deeper into her core.

“Fuck you,” she cursed as she held into his shoulders.

“Aye, I can do that now. But you are still sore,” he sounded at least a bit apologetic.

“You are insane you know,” she complained as she pushed him away.

She didn’t want him to continue. She didn’t want to be more humiliated before his eyes.

“But your body likes insane, it seems,” he whispered the words in her ear as she felt waves of pleasure hit her from an unwanted and embarrassing climax.