Evangeline stared at him, feeling stunned. What was he asking?
Why?
"I'm your doll," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Vincente's smile was cold.
"Yes," he murmured. "You're my doll" His voice was deep, his eyes dark. "And you'll do as I say, right?" he spoke slow and cold making her feel cold
Evangeline nodded, feeling her blood run cold. Her heart was pounding in her chest.
Vincente stepped back from her, releasing her hair from his grip. Evangeline took a deep breath, her eyes on his.
"Undress for me," he said, his voice rough. His cold eyes were on hers.
Evangeline nodded slowly, her hands lifting to the buttons of her dress.
She undressed herself in front of him, her face hot with blush. Vincente watched her silently, his eyes roaming her body as she revealed it to him.
When she was naked, he nodded.
"Turn around," he ordered, his voice cold. Evangeline obeyed, turning around slowly.
He stepped forward, his fingers trailing over her body. She shivered at the touch, her skin prickling with goosebumps.
He stopped at her backside, his hand squeezing her hips roughly. Evangeline moaned softly, her body clenching.
Vincente squeezed harder, his fingers digging into her skin.
"Ah," Evangeline breathed, her toes curling. Vincente smacked her ass, making her gasp.
"Tell me to fuck you," he demanded, his voice low and hard. Evangeline froze.
"Huh...?" she murmured uncertainly.
Vincente growled, his grip on her hip tightening. He squeezed her flesh so hard, it hurt.
"F-fuck me, Vincente," Evangeline whisperedi in shame gasping as he squeezed harder.
Vincente released her, stepping back from her.
Evangeline turned to him slowly, feeling nervous. He was hard and ready, his eyes burning with lust.
He pulled her into his arms, lifting her up.
Evangeline wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his hard length against her stomach. He walked to the sofa and dropped her onto it.
"Open your legs," he ordered, his blue eyes on her. Evangeline nodded, opening her legs for him. His gaze was on her pussy, his face dark.
He came down on top of her, spreading her legs wider apart.
His dick was between her folds in a second.
He rammed into her in one thrust, making Evangeline gasp. She arched up, her head falling back.
Vincente began to move, pumping into her roughly.
His thrusts were hard and deep, making her whimpered, her hands clawing at his back.
He pounded into her, his dick hitting deep in her pussy. She moaned, her legs wrapping tighter around his waist.
Vincente fucked her harder, slamming into her like a beast.
"Fuck," he growled, his face hard. He fucked her faster, his thrusts so rough she was almost thrown from the sofa .
He slammed her head against the cushion lied on sofa, fucking her mercilessly.
Evangeline gasped, feeling tears prick at her eyes. She was crying, her body trembling with each rough thrust.
Vincente fucked her brutally, pounding into her pussy like an animal. She cried out, feeling torn apart inside. Pain mixed with pleasure and she cried out again.
Then she came, her pussy clenching around his dick. He pumped into her hard, his own orgasm hitting him.
He came in her, filling her with his cum. Evangeline cried out, her nails digging into his back.
Vincente slammed into her once more, his orgasm making him tremble.
Then he went still, his breathing harsh. He pulled out of Evangeline roughly, making her gasp at the sensation.
He moved away from her, sitting up. His chest rose and fell with each breath.
Evangeline stayed still, her heart pounding in her chest. She stared at him silently, tears running down her face.
She was shaking, her body trembling.
"That's how I want you to look," he spoke roughly. "Torn apart for me." His gaze burned into hers. "Do you understand?"
Evangeline nodded. Her throat was tight, her tears falling faster.
Vincente dropped her chin, turning away. He then laid down. Evangeline watched him silently before moving to lay on his chest having no energy left to move.
She had bruises on her hips and back. He had been rough with her.
The sex had been painful and brutal. She didn't know why he had wanted to hurt her like that.
Two days passed.
Evangeline was in the library looking for a book to read. The room was full of books, each one lining the shelf.
The window was open, the air cool and fresh. She walked down the rows of shelves, her fingers trailing over the spines.
She was in a light green dress, her long hair in a loose bun. She stopped at one shelf, her eyes scanning the books.
She heard the library door shut behind her. Evangeline thought it was Vincente.
She turned around and then froze.
It wasn't Vincente.
Mike was standing there, a smirk on his face. His eyes were on Evangeline, his gaze roving over her. He stepped closer to her, a smile on his mouth.
"Good morning," he said softly, his voice low.
Evangeline felt frozen. Mike was there, looking at her like she was prey.
"I've been looking for an opportunity," he murmured softly, his eyes on hers.
His fingers played with her dress strap, pushing it from her shoulder. Evangeline shivered at the cold touch.
She hastily moved away from him.
Mike's blue gaze was hot, his smile lecherous. Evangeline shook her head.
"Leave before I scream...." she threatened.
Miked laughed at her threat. And he moved near her.
Evangeline struggled to get away, but he was too strong.
His hand went to her stomach, his fingers pushing her dress up.
Evangeline tried to push him away, but his arms were like steel. She couldn't move.
His finger rubbed against her pussy through her panties.
"Please," she sobbed, her body trembling.
Mike smiled. "Don't beg me," he said with a soft laugh.
His cold gaze was on hers, making her tremble even more.
Evangeline pushed at him hard, managing to get free. She ran to the door and then grabbed the door handle.
She pulled and pulled, but it wouldn't open.
Mike's mocking laugh made her jump.
"You shouldn't have tried that," he murmured.
Evangeline turned to find him smiling at her, the door key in his hands. His smile was cold.