Ten: I would be obedient

Ten:I would be obedient

Ezekiel held her down not letting her move. Then he unzipped his pants and freed his shaft and slammed it into her whole. He was rough as always. He had never been gentle not even with Kayla.

While he was at it, he remained expressionless. He took her without emotions. He didn't like her. He had no emotions towards her. The only emotion he felt for her was hatred. He hated her to the core.

Monalissa was shocked to her marrows and her mind went blank for a moment. She held the edges of the table to secure a balance for herself. She didn't want to appear weak. She bit down hard on her lips so that she wouldn't make a sound. She didn't want to give him the triumph he wanted. He was messing with her. He was humiliating her! She hated him. She hated him so much! Why?! She was only carrying out her mission. She never expected that this would be her fate. She suddenly missed her sisters. Her home.

His hand got hold of her neck and squeezed it yanking her head backward. She let out a yell. It was laced with the anger and bitterness she was feeling. At some point, she felt her back empty but he didn't release her head. He hurled up and turned her around to face him.

Monalissa, who couldn't take it anymore grabbed his wrist and tried taking it off her hair. She was in pain. Was this the torture he talked about? This was too much. It was hurting her so much. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears and grievance as she glared at him.

When Ezekiel saw this, he smirked at her. "I like your will power but, I just want to test it a little more. Let your master see how far you can go".

With that said, he invaded her haven using three of his fingers. Monalissa was torn. What was this? What's this devil doing to her?! She bit her lips till she bled. She didn't want to make a sound but it seemed that she was bound to be defeated. She saw the smirk on his face . She raised her hands to grab his hair and tears all his strands off but, a boss was always a boss.

He caught her hand mid air and immediately tied it up with his belt. A shocked gasp escaped her lips. She tried sitting up. She wanted to run away. She wanted to leave this place. Someone please help her! Anyone! This man was planning to kill her.

Ezekiel resumed what he was doing. His three fingers went in, stroking roughly. He raised his head only to see her biting down on her lips, refusing to make a sound. As if he was propelled, he grabbed her jaw and squeezed it open. With his hand on her jaw and his fingers inside her, he did a double work effortlessly. Monalissa couldn't fight it anymore.

~Ah~ah, she moaned. It was painful. So painful but the tingly sensation didn't slip pass her senses. However, she wasn't enjoying herself at that moment. Ezekiel arched a brow when he heard her moan. It was... something else. He continued. This time, he released her jaw and got hold of her nipple. He pinched it hard which earned him a cry from her.

"It hurts. Please stop. Please. I'm sorry. I would be obedient" , she begged. She really couldn't take it anymore. It was painful.

Ezekiel paused and looked at her with that expressionless gaze. His eyes traveled down to her folds and saw that they were breathing; asking to be touched but she's saying to stop?

"Your mouth says one thing but... your body says another".

Monalissa cursed him in her heart. She sliced him a hundred times in her mind. She cursed her body for reacting to this sh*t.

He scoffed. "I can't let you go in this state. I should clean you up"

Monalissa was astonished. Clean her up? How? Was he planning on being a gentleman after the devil he was just now? But before she could make out the situation, she felt those rough fingers inside her. This time, Ezekiel was rougher than before. He fingered her and squeezed her nipples in turns.

Monalissa tried holding it in but she still blurted a moan which led to the series of moans. Her wetness filled his palm and he forced it down her throat.

He dragged her off the desk unto the floor. "Get out".

Monalissa was still trying to recover when she heard the cold words. Get out.

She didn't even want to stay anymore. She hated it here. She was even more ashamed of herself for reacting to his touches. She took her dress and wore it as she held unto the wall for support. Her hair was disheveled. Her body had been manhandled.

After she had dressed up, she glared at him again and left.

When he heard the door close, he raised his head. Taking his cellphone, he dialed Kayla's number.

"Hello Zeke", her sultry voice came through.

" I want to f*ck you. Come over ".

"Alright. I'm on my way".