My Possessive Beast Husband

4.The Beast

POOJA



As soon as I knocked on the door, I heard someone inside. Just as I was about to enter, an email popped up on my phone. I quickly checked it and read the message: today's annual function has been cancelled. I was surprised by this news, considering all the hard work we put into it. How is this possible? How could they cancel the function at the last moment?

I felt frustrated when the annual function was cancelled, and just then my phone rang again. I became even more frustrated, thinking about what had happened, but it turned out to be a call from my sister, Harsha. Seeing her name shocked me. How was she calling me? Dad should be with her right now. Was dad not there? Or was he worried about me and had let her call? I got a little excited thinking about this and answered the call.

"Hello," I said, but as soon as I answered, Di started crying uncontrollably. From the moment I picked up the phone, she cried and didn't say anything. I started getting worried about what had happened. Why was she crying so much? I wondered if something bad had happened. What was going on? I had to act normal or she wouldn't say anything and would just keep crying.

"Please calm down and explain to me slowly what happened," I gently urged her. Although her tearful cries worried me, I maintained my composure. After a while, she began to speak. She informed me that our mother's health had taken a turn for the worse. She had suddenly fainted and was unresponsive. They had rushed her to the hospital, where she had shown some improvement, but she still hadn't regained consciousness. Eventually, they decided to bring her back home. Panic began to consume me. Our mother was sick, but what had caused this sudden decline? However, something she had said suddenly came to mind— they had brought her back home!

"What? Why would they bring her back home if she still isn't awake?" I pondered my next steps, my only desire being to leave this place and see our mother. As I turned to walk away, a man appeared before me. He was dressed in a black jacket and blue jeans. It was the same man who had been with that despicable beast. I couldn't help but wonder what he was doing here, but I had no time to delve into that thought as he abruptly blocked my path.

"Where are you going, Miss President? Aren't you going to meet the chief guest? He's waiting for you inside the room," he said with a smile. I was surprised that he knew me and wondered why he was asking these questions. But since he was asking, I felt obliged to answer him.

So I politely replied, "I'm sorry, sir, but I have an emergency at home and I have to go. I won't be able to meet with the chief guest. I apologize for the inconvenience." I was about to walk away, but the man blocked my path and stood in front of me.

"So you're going home instead of meeting the chief guest?" he asked, looking shocked as if I had said something unbelievable. Oh... this man is wasting my time.

"Yes, as I mentioned earlier, I have an emergency at home. My family is my top priority," I explained, trying to avoid him. However, he continued to block my path. Frustration started to build within me as I could only think about my mom, and he was hindering my path.

Unknown to me he smiled thinking, ‘She's really brave, doesn't care who the chief guest is, or what he'll do if she disrespects him like this. She's truly his angel, only she can treat him like this. She's a perfect match for him but if she leaves, the situation will be worse,"

"Can you move aside?" I asked him sternly, but he refused to budge. What was his problem? Why was he blocking my path? I was really worried about my mom, and this man was playing games with me. Then, he put his hand in his pocket and took out his phone. He called someone and said, "Sister-in-law wants to leave."

Wait! Did he just address me sister-in-law and reporting to someone on the phone that I was leaving. Why would anyone care that I was going?

However unknow to me the person on the other side of phone was already burning in rage and replied, ‘"Drag her here. If she runs away again, I will burn this hotel and kill you all!"

Seeing the man busy on the phone, I seized the opportunity and decided to leave from the side. However, suddenly he grabbed my hand, shoved me back into the room, and locked the door from outside. "What the hell are you doing?!" I screamed in panic. Why did he lock me in here?

I banged on the door with my fist, yelling again and again, but he didn't open it. I even doubted if he was still there. My fist hurt, but suddenly I realized that I was in the chief guest’s room. It was initially dark, and I couldn't see anything. Then, the lights turned on, revealing a beautiful room, unlike anything I'd ever seen before. It was like a prince's chamber, vast and luxurious. But why had he locked me in here?

Suddenly, someone approached me, and fear surged through me as I saw him. My heart raced as I recognized him from before. The beast stood before me, and he didn't look pleased; rather, he seemed furious. It appeared that he had come here for me, his smirk devilish.

Previously shrouded in darkness, I could now see clearly that he was indeed the beast himself. Was he the chief guest? Oh no, and now I was in his room. Would he harm me for intruding into his private space? Seeing him made me wonder why he was here and why he looked so angry. Had I made a mistake? Was he upset because I bumped into him earlier? What did he want from me? I couldn't fathom his intentions. Would he kill me? I wanted to escape as soon as possible, but how?

It seemed I would have to explain to him that I hadn't come here intentionally, but would he listen? Looking at his dangerous yet handsome face and his giant body, I felt even more terrified. I had never encountered a man like him before, and he was frightening me. I needed to escape as soon as possible, but how?

As he moved closer to me, I turned to run, but he grabbed me by the waist. I struggled against his enormous arms, but he was strong, and I felt powerless.

"Don’t you dare think about running away from me again! We've played enough games," he shouted in anger, and fear coursed through me.

Why was he doing this to me? What did he mean by "again"? We had never met before. Was he referring to some time before the incident? I tried to push him, but he was like a rock, unmoving from his place. Seeing my struggle, his anger seemed to escalate. I looked at him, his eyes burning with rage. Why was he so angry?

“Why? Please let me go, please. Why won't you let me go?” I started crying like a child kidnapped by a stranger. His actions frightened me. He was very handsome; I had never seen such handsomeness before, but he was also very scary.

“Because from now on, you're not going anywhere, angel. I am your world, and you are mine. Everything you have is mine, including your soul,” he said, his words sending a shiver down my spine.

He looked at me as if I were some kind of prey. His gaze roamed shamelessly over my body, and he licked his lips as if he desired me naked and my clothes were a nuisance. He watched my expression closely, his devilish smirk never leaving his face. There was no space between us, not even for air. His hold was possessive, and he seemed to revel in my fear. I struggled against him, trying to push him away.

“What do you want from me? Please let me go,” I pleaded with teary eyes. His smirk widened, as if he had anticipated my question.

He leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “Today, I will make you mine completely. I will possess you. I will not let you sleep for the entire night, I promise, angel.” His words sent shivers down my spine. What was he talking about? And why me?

“Please, somebody help me!” I screamed in fear, tears streaming down my face. How had I ended up with this beast? I felt utterly helpless. Would anyone come to my rescue? If I didn't do something, I would lose everything, but what could I do? I was in the beast's clutches.

“Nobody is going to save you, angel, because your savior is right here in front of you. But who will save you from me?” he whispered in a low voice, his breath hot against my skin. Each word he uttered felt like a slow poison, draining my hope of escape.

"Please... I beg you," I pleaded for mercy.

I hoped he would listen to me, but suddenly, he dragged me by my arm as though I were an object. I struggled harder, doing my utmost to make him understand that I was sorry if I had offended him, but he wasn't listening. He dragged me into a room and threw me onto the king-size bed. I looked around, filled with fear. It was a beautiful room, twice the size of my own house. He began to move towards me, undoing every button of his shirt. I grew even more frightened as I looked at him.

"No, please, no... what have I done to you? Why are you doing this to me? Please let me go," I begged him, tears streaming down my face.

"What have you done to me?" he said with a devilish smirk, gripping my hair tightly, causing pain in my scalp.

"You dared to forget me, angel. You ignored me, ran away from me. You hurt my ego. You ignored your husband," he said angrily.

I gave him a confused look. I didn't know what he was talking about. I never ignored or disrespected anyone. I always minded my own business. So how was it possible that I ignored this beast, and why was he referring to himself as my husband? Was he a psycho?

"How is this possible? I don't know you. I've never seen you before; this is our first meeting," I asserted confidently. Maybe he's mistaken me for someone else, I thought, and believes I'm that person.

"Shut your f*****g mouth!" he yelled, causing me to tremble with fear. I feared I had offended him. I didn't understand what to do. Once again, tears streamed down my face as he refused to listen to me.

"Now you have to pay for your mistake," he said in a dangerous tone, eyeing my body with clear lust. He wouldn't let me go. Why was this happening to me?

"No, I can't pay you. I have nothing to give," I protested, realizing the futility of my words as he threw his shirt to the floor, intensifying my fear.

"Mom!" I cried out, remembering her. Perhaps she would come to my rescue. She had saved me from dad; surely, she could save me now.

"No, Angel. Why did you make the mistake of remembering anyone else when I'm right in front of you? Now it's time to take your innocence from you, Angel. Today, I will make you my woman. It's time to go to the right place. You've finally come to me. I will f**k you senselessly."

My eyes widened in fear, my heart momentarily stopping. He was going to rape me. No, he was going to brutally rape me. No, I wouldn't let this happen. I had to save myself. I had to. As he approached, I moved backward. He grabbed my leg, pulling me toward him, and then climbed on top of me, looking down at me with a menacing gaze.

His eyes brimmed with a mix of lust, possession, obsession, and perhaps even love? With a violent gesture, he tore my dress, rending the fabric and leaving me exposed, wearing nothing but my bra and panties. I pleaded with him to stop. Frantically, I attempted to shield myself and flee from the bed, but the risk of falling paralyzed me. He seized me before I could escape, his hand finding its way to my breasts, his fingers teasing my n*****s, before callously throwing me back onto the bed.

"Please, let me go. Choose another woman. You've misunderstood me. I'm not that kind of girl. I'm really not what you think. I just want to leave from here!" I pleaded desperately.

He pinned my hands above my head and began kissing my lips, nose, chest. His kisses were voracious, like a hungry animal. I struggled to breathe properly. It felt as if my entire body was merely a piece of meat, and he was intent on devouring me. Suddenly, he removed my bra and panties, leaving me fully naked before him.

"No, stop... please don't do this," I pleaded with teary eyes, but he paid no heed. It was as if he were deaf to my cries. He continued to suck and bite my breast like a wild animal. I cried out desperately, feeling as if I were losing my mind. There was no one to save me from this monstrous act. He ravaged my neck, bit my lips, his breath heavy, suffocating me. I struggled and resisted, but he only intensified his assault.

He seized me by the throat, kissing me deeply, exploring my mouth, depriving me of air. I forgot whose breath I was even inhaling. I cried in shame and humiliation, yet he ignored me as though I were invisible. Suddenly, he bit my neck once more. I couldn't comprehend his actions or why he was biting my neck. His hands moved between my legs, causing me to shudder as he spread them wide apart. I tried to close them again, but I failed. He wouldn't allow it. I felt his touch between my legs, sending a wave of terror through me.

"Ple... please don't do this," I sobbed as he touched me. This was all too overwhelming for me. I never imagined that one day a stranger would touch me like this, forcing himself upon me.

"Are you under the impression that I'm doing this arbitrarily to you? I want to love you, and I deserve this. I'm going to make love to you like only I can. Don't let me find out that someone else takes your virginity. It truly disgusts me to even think about it," he said, his gaze piercing into my eyes, filling me with even more horror.

It felt as though he would kill me, or worse, if I wasn't a virgin, yet I was, and he was contemplating defiling me. I felt his hand on my intimate area, and then he slapped me there. I cried out in pain as the force of his blow struck me hard. His hand then moved to my buttocks, delivering another harsh slap. But I felt something unexpected. It should have hurt more than it did. His touch was surprisingly gentle as his hand roamed between my legs and caressed my breast. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, not from pain, but from a strange sensation I couldn't quite comprehend. He watched my reaction intently, wanting me to cry out in pleasure. A smirk played on his lips as I turned my face away in disgust.

"Lovely. I liked the expression on your face just now. But what now?" he whispered before feeling his finger slowly penetrate me. It hurt. I glanced at him, intending to ask him to stop, but he silenced me with a forceful kiss, leaving me with no choice but to close my eyes as tears streamed down my face. He inflicted pain upon me because I didn't moan as he desired.

"Angel, I like your tightness. You're so hot. This is going to be fun," he remarked callously. How could he say such things to me? He was causing me excruciating pain, yet he found it enjoyable? It felt like torture. Suddenly, he inserted two fingers, causing me to cry out even louder. He thrust them in and out, increasing his speed with each motion. He began to finger me roughly, disregarding my tears. After some time, he ceased his assault.

“f**k! Waiting is like hell! I want to feel myself inside you, completely. Let me eat you,”

His body and desire were out of control. But no, I couldn't allow him to ruin me. If I had to beg him on my knees, then I was ready to do it.

"Please, think of me as a human too. You know what will happen to me if you ruin me like this. I want nothing from you, but please let me go," I begged him, sobbing uncontrollably. I had hoped that he would understand if I explained, but no, he was a beast.

"Remember, you asked for this. You hurt my ego. You ran away from me, you dared to forget me, and now, you cannot forget me because every day and night, I will be in your mind and body. I will possess you like my private property. I will not let you go, no matter what. And I promise you, after this, you won't even think of running away," he said with his evil smirk. Once again, I attempted to flee from him, but he forcefully pushed me back onto the bed and spread my legs apart. He positioned himself between my legs. I begged him again, desperately pleading for mercy.

"You are so beautiful that just your face is enough to make me hard. You've already driven me crazy for you," he whispered as he removed his pants, his gaze fixed on my body. As I watched him undress, I realized there was no escaping from this beast today. He was determined to ruin me. "Today, I will make you mine and mine alone. Mine to do anything with. But don't worry, you'll enjoy it too. I'll make you feel good as I take everything from you, but in my own way. You'll only cry!" He stroked his erection, observing me as I sobbed. His hand trailed down my back, pulling me close to his lips, and then I felt his manhood enter me.

“If you don’t resist, I will not hurt you and it will be pleasurable for both of us,” he whispered and started moving inside me. I did not feel pain but all the time when he trusted inside me I was scared and crying.

He was moaning near my lips and I closed my eyes tightly in fear. He gave me a few hard thrusts suddenly as he released inside me. After this he stopped moving and he came out of me. I did not feel his body weight anymore and I opened my eyes. My hand went to my lower body as I could not move because of pain. I touched myself down there and when I saw my hand, I saw my destruction.

As he reached for his phone to send a message, I attempted to escape from the bed, but I lost my footing and tumbled to the ground. My gaze fell upon my torn clothes scattered on the floor. They were a gift from my mom on my birthday. Seeing the state of my dress, I cried even harder. I needed to know how my mom was doing. Was she in danger?

Suddenly, I felt someone's hand on my hair, sending shivers of fear down my spine. I knew whose touch it was. With tears streaming down my face, I closed my eyes and tried to move away from him.

"It seems you've learned nothing from this little lesson. Never attempt to escape from me. I'll ensure you learn that too, so you don't make any more mistakes in the future," he said, and I nodded in fear. Suddenly, he forced me to lie on the floor, and he was once again on top of me.

"Please, no! I won't do it again!" I pleaded desperately. But he reverted to his animalistic behavior.

"Don't make any mistakes that would make me think you're trying to run away from me! Your lesson won't end until you give me some reassurance that you understand," he said, kissing my lips. I moaned as he slowly penetrated me. Though he wasn't as forceful, the pain still coursed through my body. He bit my neck, and I let out a loud moan.

"Remember me from now on. Don't dare to forget. You are mine!" His words echoed in my ears, and I closed my eyes.