My Dominating Apollo

AUTHOR’S POV.

Apollo stared at her soft and weightless body on his lap, his mind brought back the thoughts he had when he recognized her while she was standing in front of his door fighting to get free from his bodyguard’s hand. He couldn’t take his eyes off her beautiful yet innocent eyes, Alluringly, she would blink her eyes from time to time, allowing her eyelashes to flutter like the wings of a butterfly as she stared at him in shock.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Her eyes were the type of brown that was like sweet chocolate. The chocolate melts at the slightest bit of heat from love, or happiness. But that chocolate can also grow hard from the cold harsh reality that is apparent in this world. Heartbreak, or the depression that she hid from all those around her so well.

His eyes moved to her lips as she whispered his name, Her lips were a pale pink that reminded him of a rosebud. The top lip was thinner, but not too thin, and it had a natural cupid’s bow; the bottom one was larger and plusher. The memory of her biting her pencil in concentration, drinking from her mug, or when she applied lip balm to keep them soft flashed in front of his eyes. He couldn’t control himself as his drunken self didn’t know what he was doing.

He will not remember it later yet he decided to taste this forbidden fruit, her little whimpers of anticipation as his smooth lips softly kisses up and down her neck. Her very smell was flooding his senses now, her feather-like body melted in his. The feeling he had as he kissed was euphoric.

He lifted her head and moved her on the bed, her soft hair was so tempting for him to touch but he decided against it and covered her with a soft mattress. He removed his coat and tie while placing them on the couch as he slipped onto the mattress next to her. He wrapped his arm around her body and pulled her to him, her soft and slow breaths made him stare at her.

He had so very many fun games to play with her, so much better than all those lame horror movies. By the end of it, she was almost relieved to go into the pit with the puppy and feel the cool earth fall on top of her skin.

“If you stay with me, I’ll kill you bit by bit, That’s what I do to those who love me… It’s best for you to stay away from me,” He whispered, before kissing her forehead.

His dangerous mind began playing with all those ideas he stored for her, to play with her and her body, “This would be fun,” with a menacing smirk he watched her sleep like a doll.

CLARISSA’S POV.

The aching in my skull ebbs and flows like a cold tide, yet the pain is always there. I understand at once why they call it a hangover. From the pounding head, vomit taste in my mouth and dehydrated feeling I feel, I figured I must have been drinking heavily last night. My throat felt like sandpaper. It hurt to move. It was like the flu only self-inflicted, Maybe I could sleep it off. Thinking that I curled under the duvet and closed my eyes.

Even though I tried hard to sleep it off I couldn’t, I opened my eyes and looked around, it was an empty room, In the room, everything is brilliant white: tiled walls and floor, bed and linen. What is this room like? there was chaos in my head; I did not know where I was. How did I get there? I looked down at myself and noticed the blanket I was gripping, I was naked and I turned my head, there was no one beside me. I was alone, I noticed my dress and underwear on the floor and the bedsheet clearly showed that I had sex last night.

I couldn’t remember what happened last night, how did I end up here? Who was I with? All these questions were playing in my head, making my head hurt more and more. I removed the blanket from my body and got down from the bed. I grabbed my clothes and wore them, I turned around to see where I left my purse but noticed something on the bed.

As I slowly walked toward the bed, My heart was pounding in my chest but I tried to ignore it and slow my breathing. I grabbed the blanket and pulled it off the bed, My eyes registered the blood dots on the bed in horror. I tried to slow down my breath and control myself, tears rushed to my eyes but I didn’t let them fall down. I took a deep breath while turning around. I glanced at the blood on the bed but before I could walk out of the room I noticed a piece of paper folded neatly and placed on the table. I walked towards the table and took it from there,

Mine! We will meet again.

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