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Astoria

His mouth was already twisted in a sensual manner that intensified my desires for him. My eyes flirted with his blue gems. I felt like a cat craving to be touched and caressed by her owner.

Unexpectedly, he pulled me against him, his hands slid around my waist to push me against his hard chest. He practically growled in my face. "Do you have any idea that you're playing with fire?" He pulled me harder. "One fucking push of my finger inside your virgin cunt and I bet I'll make you bleed all over my fingers because I am that close in losing control?"

In an instant he pushed me away, it wasn't delicate at all. He actually threw me off him which landed me on the other side of the jacuzzi. I held onto the edge of the head rest for stability. The water coming from the jets weren't helping me in righting myself.

"Don't come to me again. It's useless to displace your feelings. You can't use me to get over your emotions."

Anger stirred inside my veins. "Oh, isn't it very noble and righteous of Axel Ronan Trent. What prompted the change in behavior? Maybe your fucking fiancé?" He stiffened. "Oh, yeah. I know what you were up to that evening."

I don't know where the emotions were coming from but I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face .

Impassively, he stared at me. "I wish I had listened to papa when he warned me about you. You are everything he said you'd be. I was a fool to give my love. You don't deserve any of it."

My lips quivered. "I have no one left now. I expected to be driven to my family, the only one's left but you brought me here." I wiped my face and scooted to the corner of the jacuzzi.

"You have just used me, Axel. Emotionally and physically. It's just too much now. I am overwhelmed with this grief that my head can't even comprehend what's happening. I feel like I am trapped in a nightmare and I want it to end. I want my life back."

I was so out of touch with my thoughts that I hadn't realized the mental agony I was going through.

I stood up on shaky legs, attempting to step out, but Axel grabbed my thigh, restricting me from going anywhere.

"Look at me." I was well aware that my face was a sobbing mess and that I was head to toe naked, towering over Axel who was in direct view of my womanhood. If it didn't get any worse from here.

He grasped my thigh in a firm grip. "Toots, let me see your eyes." I was feeling incredibly rebellious. I pushed his hand away which wasn't easy, I had to scratch him to let me go.

He must think I was his possession, I thought to
myself. It was miserable to think that I would be anything more than a piece of property to him. It was misogynistic.

I slipped inside the robe and began walking outside the pool area. I heard the splashes of water and knew that he would be following me.

"Go away, Axel. I don't want to be fucked by you. I can find someone better to do the job."

In a flash, I grabbed and pushed against the nearest wall with a firm hand on my neck. The robe had opened slightly to reveal my taut nipple to him.

"I'll beat that fucker to bloody plup before he can even think of putting his hands on you." He growled, livid rage glittered in my eyes.

"You live in delusion to think I'll let you anywhere near me again. The offer had a limited period and you blew it. Now get off of me."

"I was trying to actually be considerate and kind, toots. I didn't want you to want me just because you want to forget your emotions. I want you to want, crave me like I fucking do. It's always been love between us. Even when I was thirteen, I was in love with you. I badly wanted you to love me back."

His hand from my neck went down to my breast where he circled the exposed nipple. He pebbled in arousal. He slipped his hands inside the robe and covered my breast with his massive hand.

"I loved you even when it was just friendship for you. I loved you when wore your farmers boots and overalls with your blue cardigan and met in the fields. I loved your eyes, your mouth, your lips, your heart. I loved your entire being."

"You're just saying."

"No, toots. You're my first and only love. When you had got your periods for the first time, I hated seeing you in pain. I hated that you stressed about the blood stains, but I loved when you'd eat my chocolates to ease your pain."

His face inched closer to me until he could whisper in my ear. "Do you know what my twisted fantasies thought of you back then?" I gulped. "Even though I hated seeing you in pain, I loved it when you bled. It was so thrilling to know that your body was preparing you to have children, my fucking children that would grow inside your belly. I loved the blood stains on the sheets. It made me so hard.

"You have been the center of my universe."

A stupid, silly part of me was brimming with excitement, warmth and love. I wanted to believe him so badly, but it felt like gambling with my heart.

"Why did you have to go all soft on me?" I hit his shoulder. Unable to resist, I reached out to touch his cheek. My thumb caressing the corner of his mouth. To that, he held my hand then showered kisses on the palm of my hand.

"You don't love me," I said. "If you did then you wouldn't have agreed to get engaged."

He slid his fingers through my hair, fisting the silken strands in his hand and crushing his lips to mine in brute force. On a sharp gasp, my mouth parted which gave him access to dominate my tongue.

His cock hardened against my stomach and it made me aware that he was only his swim trunk and I was very much just covered by a robe. The intimacy inflamed lust through my veins. It pulsed. My pussy throbbed at his assault on my mouth.

He tugged on my hair, tipping my neck back to exert more pressure on my lips. His mouth sucked, bit and explored my lips and my tongue was no match against his. Our teeth clashed against each other. It felt so raw.

Gone were the tender moments. What I was experiencing was livid dominance. I don't think I would be coming out of it unscathed.

Breaking off the kiss, I pushed him off me and went running back to the bedroom and locked myself in. The entire suite belonged to Axel so I knew it would be easy for him to unload the door but I just hoped that he wouldn't do it.

I felt so drained. It was moments later when the darkness consumed me and I fell in a dreamless sleep.

***

Axel and I weren't on talking terms the next day as we drove us over to the estate. I had received a series of texts from Winter demanding to return back home and whether I was with that asshole. I had assured her that I was on my way back to the cottage without dissuading any Axel claims.

I also knew that I was asked to meet with Blake Trent in his office, first thing in the morning. Despite not being in a confrontational mood, I decided on ripping the band-aid.

When we pulled in front of the roundabout of the mansion, I calmed my nerves down. It was going to be okay. I told myself.

"Go on. Get out of the car." Axel's cold tone pulled me back to reality.

I said nothing and climbed out of his car. I felt uncomfortable in the funeral dress yet I still wore it to meet Axel' father.

"Shower, change out of your clothes then we'll talk."

"About what exactly." I tipped my head to look up at him.

Sometimes, I don't realize the stark contrast in our height. While I was a little over 5'6, Axel towered over me like a big oaf at 6'2. Even this morning, he looked incredibly dashing in his expensive navy pullover and dark jeans. He was everything a girl could ever envision in her dream man.

It perplexed me why he was so fixated on me out of all the girls he had fawning their attention at him. Even when he was involved with other girls, he never failed to stake his claim on me.

"Everything."

His sense of superiority enraged me wildly. Who was he to expect that I would follow his orders? Now that there was nothing left between us?

"There's isn't anything left to discuss. In fact, consider this as a goodbye. I have no reason to stay here now." I swallowed, unable to finish the sentence. "I am going inside to have a word with your dad and that's it. We are done."

It happened so quickly that I didn't get a chance to comprehend it. Axel closed his fingers on my forearm and threw me inside his Bentley. I was shell shocked and didn't know how to react until he climbed back into the drivers seat and drove off.

I couldn't utter a word because they seem useless when I am with Axel. Oh lord. I was light in the head with raging anger. I couldn't believe he abducted me in broad daylight. There was something definitely off in his head.

His estate was under strict surveillance. I had no doubt that the security guards must've already seen the surveillance footage of us and no sooner would they inform Ava Trent, his mother.

She had made no secret that she despised me deeply and wanted me to go far away from Axel. I was already under her radar and now things will only go downhill from here.

I think about jumping out of the running car but it would be too risky. And despite the rage, I was still in control of my actions. At least. I believed I was.

Within two days, he had already taken over my life. I wouldn't let him have his victory.

We stopped in front of a Ranch-style cabin in a deserted area. There was nothing other than woods around the cabin.

He killed the engine and climbed out of the car. I stayed still and rooted on the seat. I was firm on my resolve of not wanting him to have him way with me and take over my life like it was his.

He came around my side and opened the passenger side door. "Get out." The spoke in an eerily calm manner which was more predatory than his usual ways.

"Now's not the time to throw a tantrum. You and I both know that I will win." I didn't spare him a glance.

He closed his fingers around my elbow. "Astoria," he warned. I tried to shrug off his hold on me.

He just couldn't win every single time. This stopped being a game a long time ago. He would have to leave me alone after everything that has happened. I was too broken to fight back.

If I let him win this battle then he just might take over my life.

My pulse raced and eventually I lost the fight with Axel and I was practically thrown on top of his shoulder like a bloody toddler. I silently simmered in my thoughts as I was carried inside the house.

No longer able to contain my emotions, tears pooled in my eyes. I was thrown down on the couch and I steadied myself on it. I glared at Axel even though the tears had blurred my vision.

I slapped his hand away when he reached out to touch my face.

"I don't want you near me," I said when he leaned closer to me. He cupped my face in his hands and focused on my lips.

"Why are you hellbent on pushing me away? It's annoying the fuck out of me."

"That means I need to keep doing it until you're gone."

"Keep trying. It might work." His words were meant to sting.

I looked away from him when the intensity of his gaze increased. He was well aware of the effect he had on me and made sure to exploit it.

"If all you want is to leave me then I will let you go."

My head snapped back at him. I eyed him. suspicious. "Hard to believe."

His blue eyes held predatory gleam in them. I tensed when he leaned close enough to caress my cheekbones with his lips. His hand's clamped my thighs.

"Believe it, baby." I wasn't prepared to hear his next words. "I will leave you alone if you'll give me one week with you. Both of us, in this cabin. No one will be able to interrupt us..."

I tensed. "Interrupt what?"

His hands went to my hair and he gripped it hard making my head tick up and open my mouth to welcome the force of his lips. It collided with my world when his lips met mine in a brutal, breathless kiss. His tongue roved deep, savoring my lips, my tongue and sending waves of pleasure to the pit of my belly.

"You know what. Do you want me to spell it out for you?" He said in between pauses. He bit my lower lips until the metallic taste of my blood could be tasted on his tongue.

My hands went to his chest, trying to get some balance.

"There's too much history between us. It needs to be put to rest. I know even when you deny it, you want me as much as I want you. You feel the intense chemistry too, don't you?" He said against my mouth.

"I want to fuck you hard. I want to fuck until you can't think of anything but me. And I want to fuck you until I don't want you. You're my fucking wreck, you hear me?

We breathed each other in. Axel refused to let me go. He slowed the pace of his lips.

"Axel." I tried to speak in between kisses. "Hold on, baby." I hit his chest to push him away. He eventually released him not before kissing my cheek.

It took us a minute before either of us could speak. It felt as if I had run a marathon.

His classic features of his face, the sweet smile that he was got going on killed me. He reminded me of the boy I'd fallen in love with. Too hot headed, easily misunderstood. He was a mystery ready to be solved when we were kids. I was alway patient with him. I treated his possessiveness as something each friend felt towards each other.

I didn't read much of his touch, his constant hugs, kisses on the cheeks, sleepovers, his love. It was always more for him. I was too naive to understand it.

But I understood it now. As clear as the sky.

There was this sizzling sexual tension between us that neither of us could help it. Now, when I saw his erection prominent which he did nothing to hide and the wetness between my thighs that he elicited from his mind shattering kiss, I knew that the only way we could put our history to rest is if we gave into the temptation.

"You want to fuck me?" I cringed at the crass way he addressed what was happening between us. "That's why you brought us in the middle of nowhere."

"Yes."

Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined the change in scenario and I was actually considering his proposition.

I didn't want to keep fumbling around him, to let him get the better of me everytime. It was time that I start winning the battles we fought and eventually win the war.

"How would that work?"

"Well, for starters, I'll start by having you choke on my—"

"I don't mean that part," I blushed. "How long do we continue on... fucking." I felt mortified discussing the entire ordeal with him.

His wide smirk told me that he had already thought about it. "Until I don't feel like fucking you anymore."

"I want a definitive answer."

"Two weeks. Then, its done. The entire two weeks you're mine."