Opening her eyes slowly, Amara woke up while clutching onto her throbbing head. Her head was hurting like hell not only her head but her body too. She shook her head strongly with an intention to shake off the pain but alas, she didn't succeed. As she sat straight leaning against the headboard, she looked around observing her surroundings.

The walls were painted classic black giving a rich look to the entire room. Everything in the room was dark and black but still it wasn't that gloomy. Taking the duvet off her body she stood straight frowning, she's confused. Why wasn't she dead already? She could say that she has been treated in the meantime with the little bandages on her as an evidence.

Her breathe got stuck when a big picture frame caught her attention. It was attached to the wall right above the headboard. It was Scarlett, and now she knew whose it could be. Her body shuddered thinking that it might be "his" room.

Her feet rushed towards the door to escape as she tried to get it unlocked desperately. She has to leave at any cost. She tried hard but still the door didn't get unlocked. She was too busy in unlocking the door that she didn't even notice someone approaching her.

"Trying to escape from me again huh?" her actions ceased instantly when a familiar voice whispered right in her ear. She can feel his wet robust chest touching her back. Her heart couldn't stop racing as he wrapped his arms around her waist colliding her back with his hard chest.

Placing his chin on her shoulder, he whispered tracing his lips on her cheek.

"Are you that desperate to get Fucked by those men? You know I could do it better." Her eyes widened when he bit her ear lobe.

Ripping his hands off her body she turned around to face the man who stood there with Just his trousers around his waist hung deeply low. The water drops from his hair ran all the way long from his chiseled jaw, crossing his hard tanned chest making him look rough and raw.

His whole appearance implies that he has been showering till now.

"I can do it better than those men, I can fuck you till you loose all your senses, you will be beg-"

A tight slap on his cheek made his face whip to the other side resulting his sentence to be incomplete.

"What's wrong with you? What the hell happened to you?" Amara said through her teeth as she looked at the man before her with pure disgust. How can he even talk to her like that? They used to be friends. How can he even think like that? She wondered.

"For god's sake why are you doing this? Is this because of sc-" Even before she could speak further, a strong hand snaked around her waist bringing her body to collide with his wet one. Her chest laid flat on his chest, her lips a few inches away from his.

"Why are you disgusted? This is what you want right!? Love! We could make love that all the day and night. You love me right, you want me. So why don't we just get into the bed?" He spoke while tracing his hands on her back. She's still in that backless dress.

"I don't love you, just leave me Bastard!" she wiggled with all her strength making him chuckle by his useless efforts. Grabbing her jaw harshly he made her look at him.

"Amara Rivers, stop playing dumb. I know that you're desperate for me." He spoke tightening his hold and her eyes flared red in rage. She hated the word desperate. She despised it to the core.

"Do you think I'm dumb enough not to know about your lov- I mean lust for me?" He added making her go numb. She just forgot how to breathe for a second as she stared at him in pure shock. What did he just say? Lust? 

She didn't love this particular man who locked her within his arms. He used to be different. So different. Why did he turn out to be like this? She wondered. She couldn't understand the things that linger around his mind.

"I don't understand you." her words were genuine, she couldn't understand him even a bit. What's wrong with him?

"But rest assured, you are not even a man for me now." She added and pushed him by his chest. Now he let her push him, why? He wasn't expecting her to say that.  He didn't like the choice of her words. Strangely he felt a pang in his chest with her words and the reason was unknown.  

"If you want to kill me then do it. I don't care anymore. I'm glad that my feelings for you died long a-" She spoke back facing but was turned around roughly by a strong grip on her arm, her eyes widened when she felt a pair of lips hovering over hers aggressively.

Tristan kissed her by grabbing her jaw harshly and her little trials of getting rid off his touch remained unsuccessful as he captured her wrists bringing them to her back. Her body flushed against his completely giving her neither space nor option to escape from his clutches. His grip was strong and hurtful. 

Pushing her back to the wall forcefully his hand travelled to find the curves of her body, he ducked his head in the crook of her neck sniffing her scent as he pressed her body against hers. Her clothed chest pressed against his wet and wide one. Her fists which were trying hard to get him off her by his shoulders desperately made him feel hot.

Why? Why is he feeling hot by her touch? He was supposed to punish her. Her lips, her touch, her voice, her scent and her body which is so close to him is making him hard. It was alluring, it was intoxicating.

But still what did she say? He's not a man? His pride hurt where it shouldn't.

"Leave, you bastard." Amara cried in rage and humiliation with his actions. 

"Let me prove you how much of a man I am!" He said trailing his lips down her clavicle. 

His warm lips found the column of her throat as he moved his hands finding her round clothed blossoms and his act made her shudder.

He released her hands which were locking her wrists on the back just to hold her perfectly perky glory.

As soon as she felt him loosening his grip she pushed him back and turned around to escape. She banged the door hard calling for help desperately.

"Help. Some plea-"

Even before she could speak further the he ripped her dress making her it to slip from her shoulders. She clutched the slipping dress against her chest even before it could pool down at her legs.

Tristan's naked chest met her back again and she found his hands snaking around her chest. He pulled down her dress harshly making her yelp in horror and there she stood looking vulnerable in nothing but her undergarments.

"Help." she screamed banging on the door again not bothering to turn around and slap his ex friend as the only thing now running in her mind was an escape. She should and she must.

His hands traveled all the way to her chest and she yelped in horror once she found his large hands holding her blossoms.

His fingers cupped her breasts jerking her back to his robust chest and he placed his chin on her shoulder. She was trying hard to get out of his grip and strangely he found that it was  making him rock hard.

His fingers traced her clothed breast secured with a thin fabric, her body went cold once he brushed his fingers over her nipple and pinched it making her to shut her eyes in disgust.

His lips traced the back of her neck and she yelped in pain when he nibbled on her skin with his teeth. His left hand travelled to the south tracing the sides of her hip and gripping her waist close to his body so that she could feel his position down there in his trousers.

He wanted her. He must have her now. He should or it will be painful for him.

Turning her around in his arms he gripped her shoulders and pinned her back to the wall in a flash. Grabbing her jaw harshly he kissed her roughly thrusting his tongue inside her mouth making her to collide her fists against his chest.

The kiss was rough and full of lust and hunger. He ravished her mouth sucking her tongue and playing with it and her tiny little struggles were bothering him a lot now.

Frowning he leaned away from her lips and pinned her hands beside her head and dipped his head to taste her.

His hungry lips travelled all the way to her chest and he kissed the out line of her bra before dragging it down with his teeth.

Cold air hit her left blossom which was bare and naked in front of his eyes. That's it he couldn't control himself anymore. He pressed his hard onto her down there making her gasp at his sudden thrust.

He was hard and he wanted to be inside of her. He wanted to feel her around him, just imagining how tight she would be around him is making him grow down there such that it's painful for him now to conceal it in his pants.

He brought her hands behind her back and pushed her forward harshly on his hardness. She was clothed down there and he was too. He wanted to feel her bare right around him, holding him and taking him all.

He groaned in pleasure as he moved his hips to meet her down there closing his eyes in delight. His lips traced the swell of her chest and she yelped in horror once he wrapped his lips around her perky glory sucking it while kneading the other, he didn't even notice that he left her hands behind her but it was not like she could even escape from his clutches.

He dragged down the straps of her red bra revealing her smooth assets in full just for him to devour.

He was growing hard down there minute by minute, her soft skin against him is making him insane. Her bare chest meeting his without any barriers made him groan in pleasure.

He sucked her chest giving attention to the both in equal licking it and nibbling it with his teeth to his heart's content. The burning desire lacing around his viens would burst out soon.

In a swift moment he wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her up against the wall, leveling his hard right against her clothed entrance.

She gripped onto his shoulders for support with her teary eyes which insanely made him ravish to the core.

His lips met the valley between her chest, kissing it and licking it making her to dig her nails into his shoulders making it bleed.

He grunted while thrusting his hard against her entrance down there grinding onto her. His excitement down there was throbbing, pulsing through his trousers and screaming to get inside her.

He threw his head back in pleasure feeling her, his eyes rolling back in escasty, his ears ringing with her cries which he ignored totally.

Holding her still against the wall with her legs apart, he grinded down on her entrance roughly making her shreik. Her breasts jiggling due to the friction, her eyes pooling with tears, the sweat glistening her forehead and her lips parted while quivering just made him want to go all the way inside her.

Out of a sudden he released her legs from his waist and made her stand on her feet. Her thighs shivering at the friction earlier obviously made her wooble.

Grabbing her hair from the back he lifted her head up to meet his lips. His lips traced hers as he sucked her parted lips delicately.

He darted his tongue out to thrust inside her mouth but she pressed her teeth together blocking him which made him frown. His eyes flickered with rage as he noticed her stubborn actions.

Not leaving her lips he dipped his hand into her panties meeting her bare down there which made her gasp in horror and he smirked thrusting his tongue inside her hot mouth tasting it for the nth time.

His hand met with the heat down there and he traced her lips with his long fingers making her to wiggle hard again.

Her kissed her hard sucking her tongue as he traced her entrance with heat. She was wet, probably because he just grinded on her a while ago.

His fingers traced the wet patch around her entrance and slid his finger inside making her gasp. She shut her eyes as he thrusted his finger in and out roughly, hurting her due to his fast pace.

His fingers reached deep inside her and that's when he he curled them to hit her spot.

He leaned back from her body to see her clenching her fists tight trying to deny the feeling he's gifting her.

"You want me Amara, don't deny that! You know how much hot you're right now down there? Your wetness is all over my fingers. You want me don't you?!" He asked as he traced his lips over the length of her throat.

While she tried to get herself steady but still she's weak due to his abuse.

"No, I don't. I hate you. Leave" She mumbled between her pants which made him smirk against her skin.

"What if I do this!" He said adding a finger making her squeeze her eyes shut and groan in pain. It was too much. No one had never ever touched her there, no one.

"P-Please, lea-" She couldn't even find strength to speak as she was too busy panting heavily and trying to get him off her.

His words, they disgust her to the core. It was disgusting and dirty.

"I don't know how did she even love a person like you. She will regret loving you I swear she would, just like me." Those were the words left Amara's lips.

And the second she let her words out his hand in her hair was now wrapped around her slender neck.

His face hardened and his jaw clenched hearing her words.

"Right! Kill me. It would be better this way."

"You! Are! Not allowed to even think of her. You know nothing about her and you know  nothing about me." He hissed through his teeth leaning in close.

"Your actions speak louder than words. I don't need to know about you more. You're already disgusting in my eyes." Amara made sure to voice out her thoughts without any hesitation in her raging eyes.

"Really, then tell me what I'm thinking of while kissing you, well almost fucking you. Let me tell you. You! Are just a hideous woman who would look good getting fucked. I was so much in rage that I touched you today. It's a good thing though. I got to see how desperate you are for me?"

"I mean it when I said I hate you. You are just too stubborn to think that the world revolves around you." She retorted with rage.

"Oh really?! Then explain why you were just so wet down there. You were so ready for me to take, you were looking as a great slut as you are." He commented and met with a harsh slap on his cheek for the second time.

"You are sick"

She let her her words out clean and stern only to get pinned on the wall again with him before her.

Her bare chest met with his musclene body and he looked like he would kill her anytime soon.

"You're just a toy for me. I thought I shouldn't touch a slut like you but damn, you seduced me too."

"I would rather seduce a pig than you" she retorted making him grip her jaw.

"Well, I know that you want me, I'm not going to give it to you. You deserve to be treated like this. Trust me today's just a glimpse of your daily routine." He left her jaw harshly and opened the door with the key secured in his trousers and left the place leaving her all alone and half naked.

Stomping all the way to the bar counter built in his mansion, he made himself a drink and gulped it down his throat swiftly.

"Where were you?" A familiar voice rang making him to snap his head towards him in swift motion and there stood Rowan in his black suit.

"Why do you look like you have done something bad." Rowan spoke as he took a seat on the bar stool next to the counter on which the the glasses of different shapes were arranged.

Tristan gulped the lump formed in his throat,too stubborn to admit his fault. He doesn't want to be guilty atleast not for her.

"I'm not a gentleman to do some charity and good work. And you shouldn't expect for me to be good, knowing the fact that I've taken over my father's position." He smirked taking a sip from his glass which was refilled earlier.

"Why don't you be a gentleman, and leave her alone?" Tristan's actions ceased hearing Rowan's words.

"I presume that doesn't concern you at all."

"Tristan, you're just mak-"

"Your son must be waiting for you. You should leave now." Tristan said not facing his friend.

"I'm leaving for now. And let me remind you. What have you done about your marriage? I told you that you shouldn't make it loud. Now every-"

"I had to make it loud. I had to and you know that." Tristan slammed his glass on the counter spilling the drink inside it.

"Do whatever you want, don't come back to me crying."

Rowan slammed his palm and left the place making Tristan still.

Slamming the glass on the floor and breaking it into pieces he brushed his hair back closing his eyes.

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"We can't find her sir. It was like she disappeared erasing her traces." The two men in back suit which appeared like a suit.

"Hmm, you can leave." Damian sat on his chair with his feet pressed against the neck of the bruised man on the floor.

Swaying the knife in his hand he closed his eyes and his hand went straight to the neck of the man laying on the floor right at his feet, the blood gushing out of the man down spilled on his page. Stabbing a multiple times in to the body laying down, he continued his assault as he couldn't seem to cease his actions even though he knew the fact that the man was dead already.

"Where the hell is she hiding?" He screamed on top of his lungs still stabbing the man laying on the floor dead.

"You!" He leaned back throwing the knife beside the body and tilted his head arching his brow up and gesturing one of his men standing there watching the scene with a straight face.

His face was smeared with red blood which he didn't bother to wipe out.

"What was her name again!? Amara right? We need Amara to find out the girl. I want her bring he-" out of a sudden Damian's words ceased and a small smirk tugged up his lips.

"Oh~, she's with our Little Tristan isn't she~?" He sang out chuckling his vicious chuckle bringing shivers down the spine of the man who was standing there to comply with the orders of Damian.

"Well, I want her. But not now. Let's wait for the perfect time to throw the bomb."

His deep voice rang through the dark walls with a hint of mischief laced in his voice.