Killian Lei Blackwood's POV~
In a sound proofed room with white walls and tiled floor, no windows, a huge plain while bed in the middle with four pillars in each ends...
I find myself lying in the bed, my hands tied to a pillar, my feet as well to another pillar. My mouth gagged with a towel.
An intoxicating scent filled the room. I could feel my body burning with a desire that I can't quench.
Maximo lies on top of me, his hair messy same as mine. I arch up and groan as he rips my shirt roughly, sending my buttons flying in all directions.
He kisses my lips deeply, letting his tongue swirl with mine before pulling away briefly.
He then trails open-mouthed kisses to my jaw, down to my neck and down my abs.
Dang it... He's practically drooling...
I groan as his touch, weakly trying to squirm away from him despite being all tied up.
Ugh... This went too far too fast...
Maximo chuckles creepily, licking my belly button which makes me arch up at his mouth.
He speaks against my skin. "Sweetheart... Look at you... Shivering with lust... You can't even form coherent thoughts now because of the drug, just relax there and let me enjoy my meal. Mm? So meaty and tasty."
*He's gonna top?*
I hear something in me snap.
My eyes widen at his words, my expression darken and I rip the rope with no effort, tackling him down and getting on top, efficiently suppressing him with my weight and grip.
Maximo's eyes widen now, then he smirks with a chuckle, completely pleased like a psycho.
I glare at him, my eyes blurred with lust. "Too bad for you... The drug is supposed to make the person who took it to have desperate strength. Not tremble like a dog in heat."
I lean down and bite his lower lip till it bled.
Then I speak against his mouth, my breathing loud and uneven. "And I'm always top." I crash our lips together in a bruising, rough kiss, tasting blood in it. He laughs, loving the pain that I inflicted.
*He's definitely crazy... Damn it, I wanna eat him whole... I hate this drug...*
~Flashback~
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Before signing the contract to which Maximo agreed in, we both drink to a toast as I requested.
It's my common ritual before signing a contract, and if he doesn't agree to it after my comprising of the restaurant he wants, I'm gonna lose my sanity in a snap.
We're both alone at the restaurant now, his bodyguards at the front, visible through the glass walls of the restaurant. Carlyle is there too, standing patiently at the front of the car.
I twirl my wine glass before sipping my wine. My gaze is locked with his, his smirk evident even when drinking the wine in a gulp like it's water.
*A man with no class.*
I OBSERVE instantly, not judge. There's a mars to earth difference between observation and judgement. Observation is real, and humans' judgement is prejudice.
Maximo grins as he sees the 'observation' in my eyes. "Haha... Oh, please, Mr. Blackwood. Your eyes speak much more than your mouth does. Though it's fine, it's not words that I want to hear from those lips."
He says, his voice suggestive while batting his eyelashes at me flirtatiously.
*Bold and shameless.*
He probably gets away with it because of his handsome face.
"Mr. Ruscov. Your words could imply inappropriate thoughts. Please use them more wisely." I scold sternly, my eyes stoic.
Geez, he's really something else-... Mm?.. I feel a bit lightheaded...
I shake my head, trying to get rid of the dizziness that suddenly weighed on me like an elephant.
I squint my eyes to try to keep my vision from blurring further. I hear him laugh and say something but I can't seem to comprehend anything anymore.
Just that... My eyes getting heavier by the second.
I gave up on trying to make out what he's saying, I turned my head to look at the restaurant entrance where I know Carlyle would be... But I don't see him there...
Where is he?..
Then suddenly, I feel Maximo grip my chin roughly between his fingers, saying something like... "Look only at me, Killian. Only me."
~End of Flashback~
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An entire night and day passes, and now, it's night again.
I'm awake after an hour of sleep, Maximo is passed out from the literally rough 24 hours or more.
The room is filled with our mixed scent. The sheets are ruined beneath mine and Maximo's body, our legs tangled together, our boneless and exhausted.
I'm lying on my side, facing Maximo's sleeping form, my head propped as I look at him. If he's the worst for drugging me, I'm not any better for feeling the way I do right now, prideful and possessive.
*I'm nuts...*
I trace his skin lightly with my fingertips. His tanned skin covered in bites, from the front and the back, his hips, his thighs, his abs, his leg, feet, neck, hand, arm, jaw, I basically ate him up.
Looking at his neck bruised with my bites, I couldn't resist but lick the mark that I left, sucking on it and leaving another bruise.
Even after all that, he stays deeply asleep. I smile, satisfied with my so called work of art. "Pretty..."
I hold him close, careful of his fragile state despite his big frame. I chuckle in satisfaction. "All mine..."
*He's all mine now... I have to have him all to myself forever and never let anyone else see him. I can't-*
Whew... I need to calm down.
I kiss his forehead over and over again, trying to rein in my obsessive thoughts.
As I'm about to close my eyes and rest, I feel Maximo hug me back in his sleep. I freeze, looking at him incredulously. Truthfully, I can't believe how pleased I felt at his action...
I pull him closer in a crushing hug, feeling like I'm going nuts with how much I want him.
Is it possible to want someone this much?.. I don't believe it...
*I won't ever let you go, Maximo Vinn Ruscov... You ruined my perfect life, deal with the consequences...*