Enslaved By The CEO

| CHAPTER EIGHTEEN|

Spencer drove me but not directly across from the house. I came home at ten o’clock at night. I know I should have been home this afternoon but I don’t want to go home yet. I want to get away from reality for a few hours. if I come home, Clyde will be there. It must be very angry because I came home so late. But I know it’s impossible that he’s already at home. It won’t go home like last night. And Daniella was definitely with him. I’m not stupid for not being able to tell you earlier. I know someone is mediating between them. And I already know that I’m not in the place to be angry. I’m just his slave. He just let me go and I shouldn’t interfere in what he does in life.

I did not enter the gate by myself. I looked up and immediately saw Clyde’s car was not properly parked. I immediately felt nervous. Is he inside?

I walked into the house and opened the door. The light was on and as soon as I entered I found the bottles of wine scattered on the floor.

“You better go home.” I was stunned when Clyde spoke while holding a bottle of wine.

“What time is it, Nathania?” This question raised the hairs on my body.

I feel too much nervousness. My heart is beating like a drum with the force of its beating.

“Answer me Nathania! What time is it?!” It was a scream that startled me.

“C-Clyd-”

“Fvck Nathania!! Where are you from and why did you just come home?!” He threw the bottle he was holding causing it to break. I let go of the bags I was carrying and felt like I was going to cry because I was so scared.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He got up and approached me. It grabbed both my arms and held it tightly.

“I told you Nathania! Don’t ever come near and meet that man! What’s wrong with that idiot and why can’t you do what I said ?!” I winced in pain when I felt his nails on my skin.

“What’s wrong with that gag, huh?!”

“C-Clyde i-it hurts-”

“I don’t care, Nathania!! You deserve the pain!” It screamed and pushed me hard. My hip hurt because of what he did. I burst into tears and felt angry at what he had done. Even with tears in my eyes I looked at him wickedly.

“You’re so dumb !!” I shouted at him.

“What did you say, Nathania?” He asked.

“You’re so dumb! Beast! Demon! Ruthless! Heartless !! Stupid !!” I shouted loudly. It’s up to him what he will do to me because of my scream.

“Oh yes, Nathania. And now I can show you how bad I am.” He said and violently pulled me upright.

“B-Let go of me!! T-Help! Help!” I screamed and punched him. it threw me on the sofa causing my face to sink.

“I am very mad, Nathania. You know why? Because you are so stubborn. I told you stop seeing that guy. But you didn’t obliged. You’re flirting with that guy again-

I never finished him. I immediately slapped him with excessive force.

“I-I don’t understand why you’re so angry every time Spencer and I hang out. But I know I’m not doing anything wrong! We’re not doing anything wrong!! I’m not like you who can’t be satisfied! Can’t you just be satisfied with one piece of food? do you want to add more? Do you really think so highly of yourself, Clyde?!” I shouted in front of his face.

“Don’t you shout at me woman-”

“Don’t accuse me of flirting because we both know who really flirts with others!! It’s you Clyde! You insatiable, devil, and womanizer!! you know? If I only had a choice, I would even choose to be with Spencer! And if I could, I’d rather stay away from you and not show up anymore !! “I shouted along with tears coming out of my eyes.

“I-I’m tired … I don’t want to.” my low voice cried and wept.

“I-I don’t want to … I don’t want to. I-Let me go. Let me go ….” I begged him and knelt in front of him.

“P-Please … let me go. Have mercy, Clyde. P-I’m so tired. I-I can’t …” I begged one after another.

“You know that I won’t do that, Nathania. You’re mine forever. I don’t care if you’re tired already. Remember this, Nathania. You are mine. Even if you run away, I will still find you. Even more choose Spencer over me, you’ll never be her.” he said and pulled me again to go to the sofa.

It tore my clothes. It even tore the bra I was wearing. He held my hands tightly. He kissed me violently. I struggled but he slapped me.

I was surprised by what he did and was reluctant to give up. all I could do was cry and cry. My mind wants to fight but my body doesn’t want to.

My eyes are blurring with tears.

He kissed my neck and bit it. Leaving traces that seemed to indicate that he owned me. marking his.

When he felt that I could no longer struggle, he let go of my hands and immediately ran his hands over my breasts. When he got fed up, he completely removed and tore the dress I was wearing. he pulled on the rest of my underwear and without hesitation inserted his manhood into my pride.

He started to thrust in and out. Faster and harder. But I forced myself not to moan.

“Oh shit!” He cussed.

“Oh, still very tight!” He moaned.

I bit my lip and stopped myself from moaning. This is what I fear. Just a simple stroke, I give in immediately.

No matter how angry we are at each other, just having sex, giving in immediately. No matter how angry I am with him, I become fragile.

To be continued…