Too good to love

ARTEMISIA Artemisia isn't my real name incase you are wondering why I will get to that in a bit . Several years ago .... "For this deal to be sealed you will only have one thing to do “the mean old fat pig said . I hated him with all my heart and soul and vowed one day I will skin him alive and feed his flesh to some hyenas making sure he's still alive so I could watch him die slowly and painfully as they tear his flesh piece by piece and make an umbrella off of his skin . I watched him slice my entire family's throat even my little baby brother who was just a few weeks old , my poor baby brother .I hid under the bed as mommy had asked sadly his men found me , he looked at me I was just an eight year old . "Am all ears "his client said . A young man so muscular and tall , he was known to be feared , he decapitated his rivals and fed their flesh to his crocodiles .His crocodiles knew him , they love him a beast just like them "Hey b***h we saved you for the best "his guard came into the dungeon they locked me in to take me out . Some maidens cleaned me and made me wear a white short lace dress. I was terrified of what was to come . He kept me as a trophy to show off that he killed and butchered a mobsters family and had his daughter as a symbol . I was blind folded and taken to a room and made to sit on the edge of the bed . A large king-size bed ,dim light , I was scared , this may be my ultimate end . The "client "walked in. he was quite the opposite of what I thought . In my head I was thinking of a mean fat John was coming to make me do things I should not to my total surprise a remarkably handsome man walked into the room and stood before me , he was a little intimidating , and smelled of death , he was the angel of death . He came to where I sat and lifted my face to look up at him . He took my arm making me stand up. I was shaking like a leaf . He tore off my dress , I covered my chest. He carried me and tied both of my hands on the sides of the bed , I was so used to crying that my tears left me . I mourned for days for my family , there were no more tears left. I was empty and lost . I stared at him already aware of what he would do but that wouldn’t compare to the anger I had on the fat pig . The handsome devil took off his clothes he was dressed in all black... perfect choice for his character . He was covered in tattoos , scars, and so muscular , how will a eight year old keep up his pace and body on top. His c**k was massive and thick . He came between my legs and began to administer some oral s*x . His tongue licking my clit I was so scared I could see my soul popping out of my body .It felt scary but ignited something in me a eight year old should not feel. It was so good I wanted him to keep doing what he was doing to me . This man is way older than me. "Relax darling , I will take you slow "he said . I didn’t know what else to say. I have never had s*x before ,I heard a lot of stories about it. I won't lie I was not curious about it . I wanted to know how it would feel like to be touched ,to be kissed as well as to be made love to . He came up to me , looking directly at my eyes . I looked into his gray eyes . He had dark eyes but honestly he was very handsome , even though I loathe the fat pig with all my heart atleast he choose the right guy for me , someone that looked like Chris Pine but more masculine .He chose a man that shaped my life forever . "What did he do? “he asked. I looked away . "Tell me darling "he said . He's the only person I could maybe talk to , I have never spoken to anyone since I was abducted into this trash house. "He killed baby Harris , slit his throat , stepped on his body , burnt my dad alive , raped and decapitated my mom and sister he made me watch it all ."I said bitterly , it still feels so fresh , I hate that I didn’t get the chance to bury my family. "Look at me darling "he said I looked at him . "I will turn you into a woman , the fiercest of all , no man will ever mess with you . Then we will make them pay , the fat bastard will beg for his life . You will bathe in his blood . All you have to do is submit to me willingly . I don’t want to rape you . I want you to want me, make you my wife "he said. In a normal circumstance I would have screamed and said no bite him and run away but the thought of torturing fat pig and bathing in his blood while feeding his heart to dogs excited me , it aroused me . "Yes , I do "I said looking into his eyes , he smirked . He freed my hands I held his neck and drew his face to mine I watched a few movies to know about kissing . I kissed him ...this wasn’t right , this was forbidden but to me it felt so right I felt like for the first time I had someone understand how I feel . I let him take my virginity away and that’s how Artemisia was born . He changed my name to Artemisia from the character in Rise of and empire 300 , a powerful female army commander , who was feared by all and respected by many . She rose from the ashes and vowed to watch Greece burn down , just as how I will watch the fat pig go down to nothing ... he will pay. He taught me how to fight , how to kill without mercy , how to be a business lady , how to defend myself . I became his wife and at the age of 12 I bore him a son . We named him Knight Damien . A dark knight made from the love of the devil and a fallen broken angel. I couldn’t deny how much in love I was with Damien . He was my world some would call him a pedophile but I would call him my love it was always about consent though at times he was rough he always made sure it was what I wanted . H e meant everything to me and so did I , several people told me how used to shift from women to women but with me he found love , he found hope and comfort. He was madly in love with me and so was I . He made me a woman.. his woman , he made men bow down to me , he controlled everyone except me and gave me the life of a queen . I was his world, his weakness. On my thirteenth birthday he gave me the best present , a sharp knife. He asked me to follow him and to my surprise it was the fat pig ... I smile every time I remember it. The fat pig was tied up and beaten ."there my love just how you liked your cake with red sprinkles “he said . I was so happy . I have waited my whole life to see finally avenge for my family especially baby Harris , remembering how his lifeless body lay as his head was smashed by the fat pig revived all the anger I had. I took the knife. The fat pig pleaded for his life his pleas felt like an annoying song repeat over and over , my father pleaded for his life , so did my mother , sister and baby brother ... now its your turn . I began with his balls , I cut them and stiffed in his mouth then taped it so I couldn’t hear his f*****g pleas, Damien sat and watched as he drank some whiskey . Then I cut his d**k as I ripped his insides , I tore him and as I fantasized I skinned him alive and gorged out his eyes he should pay for what he did to my family . We fed the little life left of him to the crocodiles and tore of his skin like it was some tissue and fed them to the crocodiles to eat . I was so turned on after seeing my family finally avenged . Damien and I f****d , he was a great fucker , loving and passionate , he knew the right places in me . Sadly when I turned sixteen he was diagnosed with cancer , as usual he didn’t want to let me see him look weak and die so he ordered for Euthanasia I hated every moment of it I held his hand , until the very last minute his heart stopped . I was left a widow, with my son alone . My son looked so much like Damien , my husband . He was a reminder of my husband that even though he is gone has still here as Damien's last words were " I will come back my baby " He left me all his assets , from his companies, estates , mansions, jewelry business , gold business, real estate properties , clubs and two law firms . He left me a billionaire , the most feared and youngest female billionaire. Present day... I was so excited today as my son will be coming home . He just graduated from Harvard as lawyer . He's all grown up and so handsome I feel like am staring at Damien every time I look at my son's pictures . He grew up into an attractive man ,on his arm he had a tattoo of his father and my name . I stood by the door waiting to jump on him the moment he came through the door , my son isn't fond of welcome home parties , he just prefers me waiting for him by the door and hugging him like a teddy bear though his masculinity and height make me look like his little sister and not the woman that popped him out of my v****a. The door finally opened I walked up to his open arms and embraced him he pecked my cheek , he was so tall about 6'6that he could lift me up and swing me around he may be a man but he's still my baby boy ,momma's little Prince.Most people think my son is my brother some even think he's my older brother , I aged like wine .I had him at a young age . "I missed you so much mom "he said , he kissed my temple and pecked my lips hugging me tightly while lifting me off the ground , for any of you out there wondering why my son would peck my lips its not what you think , its just that we have our way to express our emotions and love . We are interrupted by some deep coughs. Knight broke off from our embrace. He stood beside someone whom I felt familiar to. "Mom this is Tyson . He dropped by to stay in town for a few days before he gets a home he just got a job here recently. “he said . Knight has never brought anyone here from campus so am a little surprised . I look over at Tyson and indeed the man is a god, he is incredibly handsome , chisel like jawbone , gray eyes , short neat black hair , well built , same height as my son which was 6' 5 and a billion dollar smile . Looking at him I seem to recognize him he has been Knight's childhood friend since they were kids though Tyson was three years older than him . They became friends when Tyson beat up a bully trying to bully my son , he knocked off nearly all his teeth am really glad he stood up for my son , that bully should be lucky Damien wasn't alive , he would have melted him to butter , I found out a few weeks ago and Knight feared if I knew he was bullied I would have showered my rage at his bully , he was right though . I did shower my rage on the bully ,to teach him a lesson I had him suspended from any school until he wrote an apology letter to every kid he has ever bullied. It was not right of him to do that to any kid , at first he declined to apologize to every child he bullied but when he was rejected on every school he went his parents pushed him to apologize . "Tyson , its a pleasure to have you in my mansion , please feel free and make yourself at home” I said . The man indeed morphed into a charming butterfly . Reminding me the first night I saw Damien I was so taken back by how deadly handsome he looked that I felt I was unworthy to look into his eyes , his sexy gray eyes . I let out my hand to shake Tyson's hand , he took me by surprise by taking my hand and kissing my palm in the most curteous manner like I was some Queen , my seven carat diamond ring glittered like a halo on my perfectly manicured red nails , his eyes never left me one bit . His lips landed on my palm sending some kinds of waves all over my body . He gently released my hand . It felt so weird and some intense feeling . "Come I will show you your room "Knight said as they took their luggage . Tyson gazed at me as they headed upstairs and vanished into the hallway.