His Innocent Sera novel Chapter 27

Her mouth hanging open as she looked down in disbelief at the streaks of his essence covering her front. Bile rose in her throat.

Nate tilted her chin up, making her meet his eyes.

"Next time it will be you serving me," he declared in finality before releasing her and stepping away. She squeezed her eyes shut, curled her fingers into tight fists, feeling suffocated. Tears burned their way down her cheeks but they also failed to wash away the filth that clung to her skin. The disgust tearing at her insides was excruciating— at him, at herself, at the fact that he had reduced her into an object for his sick pleasure. A mere puppet, swaying at his command. She hated how utterly helpless, powerless she was against him.

Her eyes flung open upon feeling something soft gliding across her neck only to find him standing over her, wiping his filth from her skin with a sickening sense of entitlement. Not even a semblance of shame could be found on his face. She stared at him with pure disgust and anger. He, perhaps, sensed her gaze as he glanced up. It was the defiance flickering in her eyes that truly captured his attention. A hint fo amusement entered his eyes before he shifted his attention back to the task.

"Looks like you wanna say something," he mocked, gently wiping her upper chest with the towel.

"You disgust me," she gritted out, voice laced with venom. His mouth twisted into a smirk.

"We've already established that. And it's going to change nothing," he responded, no hint of shame or guilt accompanied his tone.

His casual approach to the issue was only fueling her loathing for him. Impulse took over and she found herself pushing him away.

"Don't touch me," she spat, her resentment spiralling out of control. He stumbled backward, momentarily stunned before his countenance twisted into something dangerous. He aggressively charged forward and before she could process anything, his hand was clamped around her throat.

"So there is still fight left in you. Let's see how long it lasts," he seethed, choking her harder.

"Why did you do that?" she croaked between her sobs, her doleful eyes seeking an answer. In response, he shoved his face close to hers, eyes bearing a deranged glint. His grip loosening.

"Do what? Mark you? I am going to do this over and over again..." he declared before inching even closer until they were breathing the same air and added in a low, chilling tone, "I am going to carve my existence into yours— until there's nothing left of you that isn't mine."

She was stunned into silence. His thoughts were far more twisted than she thought.

"Why me? You already have a girl. Why not her? " she asked at last, feeling defeated, exasperated. She was desperate to get out of his clutches, to taste freedom.

His sadism knew no limits. Why did he have to taint her when Gloria was already there, willing and experienced. She knew they were together, everyone in school knew it. Perhaps, he had done this to her as well. Or maybe she was the only one meant for his twisted desires, whereas, Gloria was someone whom he held with tender hands. He was drowning her in his darkness so that Gloria could remain in light. He was evil.

"Because no one else could ever be enough," he answered, staring intently into her eyes. She knew him yet she was so oblivious. She thought he had a girlfriend. If only she knew he was just as inexperienced as her. Who was going to tell her that she was the only one who had seen him without a stitch of clothes. Only one who had tasted his lips and only one who was going to experience carnal pleasure with him. He was excited, impatient for the day he would claim her. But until then, he needed her kisses and touch to tide him over. If only she knew how impatiently he was waiting for her birthday more than he ever waited for his.

"I hate.." he hushed her by pressing a finger against her thoroughly abused lips. Pink and swollen. He resisted the urge to taste them again.

"Don't fight me, princess. You know you are not going to win. Let me clean you," he said gently, but it was more of a command.

He started pushing her down but she resisted, alarmed.

"I won't do anything. I am just going to clean you," he stated. Her gaze darted towards the door, which was unlocked but no one ever walked in through it to check on her.

There is no space for others between us. If you dared tell anyone about us, princess, I'll make sure you mourn everything and everyone you love. If you think my family can save you, then think again. They can tie me down, but they can never stop me from reaching you, breaking you.