Heartbeat of the Ruthless Criminal (English Version)

Chapter 17

I let out a deep breath as my body landed heavily on the soft bed, feeling a bit dizzy from the force of the fall. The impact wasn't too harsh thanks to the bed's softness. If it were a harder surface, my bones might have been fractured.

Gradually, I sat up and watched as Darius approached the drawer, retrieving something from it. My throat tightened when I saw him take out a pair of long scissors and two handcuffs.

My nervousness grew, and I managed to find my voice. "What are those for?"

Instead of answering, Darius just grinned at me and moved swiftly towards me, pushing me down forcefully onto the bed.

I couldn't resist as he grabbed my pants and, without a word, used the scissors to cut through my clothes, along with my T-shirt. The fabric fell away, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. His actions were assertive and controlled, further deepening my sense of helplessness.

I reacted quickly, reaching for a pillow beside me in an attempt to cover my nakedness, but Darius was faster. He snatched the pillow away from me and threw it aside, leaving me fully exposed.

"f**k!" Darius cursed, wincing as if he were in pain or struggling with something.

Despite the situation, a pang of sympathy surged within me. It seemed like the s*x drugs he mentioned earlier were genuinely affecting him. I didn't realize the extent of their effects.

With a jumble of anxiety and fear in my chest, I reluctantly allowed Darius to handcuff my hands together, and then my legs as well. As a result, it felt like I was holding my legs, spread apart, towards him.

"I can't hold back anymore—s**t! Let's do this!" he exclaimed, and I nearly screamed as he suddenly penetrated me with his hard length.

I gasped, feeling like he reached my very core with his size, which was longer and thicker than I had expected.

As he entered me, his arms wrapped around my thighs, and he began thrusting rapidly. My eyes clenched shut, and it seemed like he was fully indulging in the pleasure, his every move conveying how much he was savoring it.

“Oohh! F*ck! Ohhh!”

I could clearly see how he bit his lower lip. He looked like he was completely intoxicated, as if he wasn't in control of himself. His breathing was rapid, as if he was chasing after something. His handsome face remained flushed.

I involuntarily closed my eyes as well, gradually losing myself in the sensation of his rapid movements within me.

"Ah!" I gasped in surprise as he delivered a hard slap to one side of my buttocks.

I was caught off guard when he suddenly pulled out of me with force.

I quickly opened my eyes. "A-Are we done?"

"Turn over. Hurry up!" he commanded. "We're not done yet!"

I swallowed hard. Before I could comply with his command, he forcefully flipped me onto my stomach on the bed. I struggled a bit due to the restraints on my hands, trying to position myself as he wanted.

"Yeah, that's right, baby girl!" he exclaimed as he entered me once more, eliciting a loud moan from me.

Despite the awkwardness of my position, it was as if I didn't care anymore. I was drowning in pleasure.

As he continued to thrust from behind, he also delivered sharp slaps to both sides of my buttocks. What I didn't expect was the forceful pull on my hair.

I sensed a tug on my scalp, and it appeared as though my hair could be yanked out. Despite that, I was strangely captivated by what he was doing. Darius even bit the lobe of my ear from behind while maintaining his forceful thrusts.

"Why so fcking delicious, huh? Damn! You're so good, baby girl! Oohh! You're so... damn... good... Fck! Aaahh!"

The room filled with our loud moans, interrupted by the squeaking of the bed.

"Here we go, baby girl! Here we go!" Darius increased his pace even more, gripping my hair tightly.

"Ahh! I-I feel like… I need to pee.” I managed to croak out amidst my moans.

"Let it go, baby girl! c*m! Just c*m! c*m with me! c*m for me! Oohh! Fck! Fck!"

I gasped as Darius abruptly pushed deeper inside me. I could feel something building up inside me, about to burst.

Then, Darius forcefully withdrew from me, and I felt him release something.

He removed the handcuffs from my hands and feet.

Weakly lying on my back, trembling, I extended my hand toward the nearby white blanket, aiming to conceal myself. However, Darius swiftly grabbed it and flung it aside.

"I'm still horny! I still want you!" Darius lifted me up rapidly.

I thought it was over, but when he took me into the bathroom, I realized it wasn't.

After he turned on the shower, he swiftly claimed my lips again. My response was quick. He lifted me and I wrapped both my arms around his neck, while my legs encircled his waist.

After several minutes of kissing under the shower, Darius lowered me, and he immediately knelt in front of me. I gasped as his lips met my femininity. The sensation was overwhelmingly intense. His movements were bewildering, causing concentration to waver.

I could feel his hot tongue swirling inside me, while his hands massaged my rounded buttocks, eliciting loud moans as he slapped them forcefully.

"Ah!" I couldn't help but grab his hair as he sucked on the folds of my femininity. His lips moved across my skin as he kissed and licked, driving me to a heightened state of pleasure.

"Ahhh..." I exhaled a trembling breath as he teased my delicate areas, sending electrifying waves of sensation rippling through my body. Then, he inserted a finger inside me, causing my knees to tremble. I was lost in the overwhelming sensations, completely immersed in the moment.

"Let it go, baby girl! Just c*m!" Darius urged, his finger moving rapidly inside me.

"Ahhh..." I could no longer restrain myself, and I reached a climax with a potent release. Darius eagerly devoured the evidence of my pleasure.

"Delicious..." he murmured, sending shivers down my spine.

After he had savored every drop, his tongue continued to explore, moving up to my stomach.

"Oh... D-Darius..." I moaned as he made his way to my breasts, his lips closing around my n****e.

His actions were like those of a hungry infant, passionately sucking and nipping at my n*****s, switching between them with intense desire. I couldn't help but moan as I held onto his head, tugging at his hair. It seemed like he was lost in the moment as much as I was, entirely focused on worshiping my body.

When he finally moved away from my breasts, his hot tongue trailed up my neck, and he captured my lips once again. I responded eagerly, wrapping my arms around his neck. Our lips moved in sync, as if we had become experts at this art unconsciously.

We both pulled away, gasping for breath, our bodies glistening with water droplets from the shower.

Darius stared at me intensely. While I couldn't decipher the exact emotion on his face, his eyes revealed a deep longing.

"Your pssy, your b**bs," he whispered, his thumb gently tracing my lips. "Your lips..." He pressed a brief kiss to my mouth, then looked into my eyes. "All of you are fcking delicious, Kierra Celestina Ellie Gabriel!" His utterance of my full name sent shivers down my spine. So he knew my name all along.

I averted my gaze, but he gently held my face and turned it back towards him.

“Don't look away from me. I want to see your eyes, your beautiful eyes, while you beg me for more!” After saying that, he pressed our palms together and raised them above my head. I leaned against the cold wall, inhaling sharply as I once again felt his hard length gradually entering me.

“Hmm...” I bit my lower lip in response. "W-Why?"

Darius smirked. "Do you want more? Do you want Darius to continue, hmmm? Or should I stop now?" His voice held a teasing tone.

I wasn't sure if he wanted to prolong my anticipation or what he was trying to do. It seemed as though he was pushing himself in without fully penetrating.

"I'm asking again, Kierra Gabriel, do you want me to stop this? Or do you want more? Come on, answer me!" He playfully brushed his hard length against my entrance.

I frowned, feeling like he was toying with me, pushing me to the brink.

"Please... D-Darius... Don't stop, please!" I begged, my voice trembling.

A grin spread across Darius's lips upon hearing my plea. He released one of my hands and caressed my face.

"I'm just teasing you. I already told you I hate tears, so don't cry in front of me!" After his reassuring words, he slowly pushed himself back inside.

"Ohh s**t! Kierra, baby, you're so fcking delicious—fck! Ahh..." Darius moaned, increasing his pace while his grey eyes bore into me. "You're driving me insane with pleasure, baby... Ohh... Come on, call my name! F*ck! Ahh!"

I couldn't help but moan, my voice hoarse, as I continued to call out his name.

I couldn't comprehend why I couldn't control myself, or resist what he wanted. In these moments, I was embracing the sensations, lost in the pleasure that overwhelmed me.

Even though I had felt repulsed when those two perverted men nearly assaulted me, at this moment, there was no repulsion. There was no sense of disgust. It was as though everything had transformed, as if Darius possessed the ability to eliminate all apprehensions and restraints from my thoughts.

Perhaps this was just the effect he had on me, much like Larco. Every touch, every kiss seemed to pull me away from reality without my consent.

I woke up to the gentle stroking of my hair. As I opened my eyes, I was met with Darius' handsome face. His long ashen hair was slightly damp, like he might have taken a shower recently.

"Hi, good morning," he greeted, smiling at me while he continued to run his fingers through my hair. "How was your sleep?"

Feeling a bit embarrassed, I averted my gaze and quickly turned onto my side.

His soft chuckle reached my ears, and I couldn't help but blush as I felt his hard length brush against my back. Even though I couldn't see, I could tell he was fully erect. A shiver ran down my spine in response.

"I want you again. I still want you, my delicious baby girl," Darius whispered huskily into my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe.

I tightened my grip on the pillow, trying to control my racing heart. Glancing at the alarm clock on the bedside table, I was shocked to see the time. It was already 12:28 PM!

"I-I think I need to take a shower," I mumbled, trying to come up with an excuse to get away.

Despite feeling weak and tired, I hurriedly got out of bed while clutching the blanket to my naked body to prevent it from falling.

But as soon as my feet touched the floor, my knees almost gave way, and I ended up collapsing to the ground with a wince of pain.

"s**t!" Darius exclaimed before quickly getting off the bed and rushing to my side.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?" He assisted me to stand up.

"I... I'm okay," I managed to say with a forced smile, even though the truth was that I wasn't okay at all. Falling had really hurt!

I held onto Darius' arm for support as I momentarily closed my eyes, feeling a little lightheaded.

Darius let out a sigh. "I'll take you to the bathroom."

I didn't protest as Darius led me into the bathroom. I covered my naked body with my hands, noticing the smile on Darius' face due to my actions.

Once inside the bathroom, Darius helped me into the bathtub filled with rose petals. The sweet scent of the roses filled the air.

"Just call me if you're done or if you need anything," he said.

I nodded at Darius without looking at him. I still felt a bit embarrassed because of my wild behavior last night. Now, my body felt sore all over. My most intimate parts were throbbing, and I could feel a numbing sensation, as if they were being ignored.

After Darius left and I was alone in the bathroom, I started to feel more comfortable. I leaned my head back against the bathtub edge and closed my eyes.

Knowing that Darius had prepared the rose petals in the bathtub made me smile involuntarily. The warm water and the pleasant aroma of the roses provided such a soothing and relaxing experience. It was a wonderful feeling, calming my senses.

Lost in my thoughts, I drifted off and only woke up when I felt my head being wet and massaged.

"Don't move, just relax. I'll take care of your hair," Darius' voice came from behind me as he continued to shampoo my hair.

I didn't say anything and stayed still, allowing him to attend to my hair.

"Does it hurt, baby girl?" he asked. I wasn't sure if he was referring to shampooing my hair or something else.

"N-Not really," I replied.

"I mean your hand." He sighed.

I glanced at my hand, noticing the marks from the handcuffs that had turned into bruises. When I lifted my gaze to my legs, it was the same story.

"Does it hurt?" Darius asked again, this time washing the shampoo from my hair.

"N-Not too much," I lied. "Are you okay? How are you feeling?"

I heard him laugh in response to my question.

“Why? Are you worried?” I gasped as his hand soaped my breast. “Of course, I'm okay now, thanks to you, my baby girl. You were great last night.”

I couldn't resist his playful soaping, so I pinched his hand under the water.

“Ouch! Was that a mosquito bite?” Darius laughed again, moving away from behind me to face me. “Aren't you afraid of me? Don't tell me you're fighting against a hungry tiger now?”

His sudden seriousness made me slightly frightened, like he had transformed back into a fierce person.

“It's just that... your hands were too playful, and I'm ticklish, that's why I pinched you. I'm sorry...” I stammered in a soft voice, almost trembling.

I thought Darius was going to be angry, but I felt relieved when his perfect teeth appeared in a smile.

“Don't be afraid of me. I'm just here to help you take a bath, especially since you might not be able to manage it on your own, considering you're still weak from our fight last night,” he said while gently caressing my face, a slight grin on his lips.

“I... It's okay, I can take a bath by myself. Just leave. I feel a bit... uncomfortable when you're here,” I murmured, stuttering and looking down.

Instead of listening, Darius flicked my nose playfully, which made me furrow my brows. That hurt!

“I am the boss here, so I'm the one in charge. You brat!” He added a gentle laugh before returning to my back.

I scowled a little and didn't protest as Darius began to soap my body again.

I felt like I reverted to being a baby as he washed me. Fortunately, he stopped his playful touches and bathed me properly without any hints of lewdness.

After Darius finished bathing me, he handed me a white towel and I slightly bowed my head as he wrapped it around my hair.

“Stand up.”

“H-Huh? B-But...” I hesitated, feeling embarrassed to stand up.

“Oh, come on... I've seen it all, not only seen but tasted too, so you don't need to be shy. Stand up now.”

I held onto Darius' arm as he helped me stand up in the bathtub. When I was on my feet, he quickly put a white bathrobe on me and lifted me out of the bathroom.

“Wait! Where are we going? Where are you taking me?” I asked as we left the room right after leaving the bathroom.

“To the kitchen for lunch. It's already noon.”

“But I haven't dressed yet.”

“So what? You're not naked, so it's okay. Don't worry, I'll make sure nobody stares at you.”

I could only sigh. I knew he wasn't joking with what he said. What a heartless man! A psychopathic criminal!

I had no choice but to cling to his neck as we entered the kitchen.

As we stepped into the kitchen, it seemed like we were the only ones awaited. When the other men saw us come in, they picked up their utensils and started eating.

“She has legs, Darius, so why do you need to carry her!” Larco said irritably when he saw Darius carrying me. His eyebrows furrowed, as if he wasn't pleased with what he saw.

“Oh, come on, Larco. Mind your own business, man!” Darius retorted, accompanied by a soft laugh.

When we reached the table, Darius promptly seated me in a chair and placed food on my plate.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Larco giving me a hostile look. I kept my gaze fixed on my plate and avoided lifting my head.

It's better not to look at him directly. He might start targeting me again!

It felt like just yesterday he had a soft expression, but now he was back to his fierce demeanor. The demon inside him seemed to resurface for no apparent reason.