
Introduction
He spoke in a commanding tone as he drew nearer to her lips.
This book consist of one shot stories that revolves around different characters like; Mafia, President, CEO, bully boy and their romance.
Buckle up to read this crazy series.
Part-1: Submitting to Mafia
Part-2: Submitting to Professor
Part-3: Submitting to CEO
Part-4: Submitting to bully boy
Part-5: Submitting to President
Chapter 1
[Mentioning of rape, explicit content, drugs and substances. Don't read if you are uncomfortable. You have been warned.]
Elysia was sleeping soundly in her apartment. Oblivious of the world outside. Her life was smooth and comfortable and she didn't want anything else. However, she had no idea that in a single night, her whole world could turn around.
The weather was cold. These days it's been raining a lot. The aesthetically pleasing sound of the rain was making her sleep better. While the darkness of the night was on its peak.
Elysia had herself covered with the comforter. If she was awake she would have enjoyed this pleasing weather. These days rain is reminding her of someone whom she met a month ago.
Her eyes were dreaming that's when suddenly, the main switch of the apartment was turned off causing her entire apartment to be drown into the pitch black darkness.
Her fragile body was unaware of the darkness this night was going to bring to her life. Beautiful dreams in her eyes were shattered due to the weird feeling. She felt like something heavy was on the top of her. Even in her sleep, Elysia had a hard time breathing. She tried to turn away but she felt like her body was paralyzed.
Her sixth sense woke up but she had a feeling that she was still dreaming. If this was a dream then it was dangerously killing.
In order to shatter this dream, she tried to open her eyes but her eyelashes also felt heavy. The hot breaths of someone were smoldering her face and neck.
Within split seconds, her senses were heightened. With drowsy eyes.... She looked around in the room and without caring about the darkness, Elysia tried to identify the man who was leaning over her and she got aware of his purpose through the tight grip of his hand on her arm.
Her fragile heart drowned somewhere. ''Wh.... who?'' Her lips quivered her eyes filled with tears. She didn't waste any second and pushed this unknown man away and ran towards the bedroom door.
The man on the bed got up even faster than her and ran behind. While Elysia has fell down after colliding with the table. She couldn't see a thing in this darkness but her instincts were warning her of what is coming next.
The man laughed so loud that her breaths almost stopped. He looked at her in the darkness with squinted eyes as she got up from the floor. The thunder and lightning outside was lighting up the room.
Elysia got a glimpse of his features. He was average in height maybe 5.6, little muscular, dangerous and deadly but old enough to be her Dad. Those eyes were so scary that I felt her soul being sucked out. Her heart was about to break down the rib cage.
''Why are you in such a hurry, dorogoy (sweetheart)?'' The Russian accent was rolling off his tongue. ''If you will resist so much then it will only make me more thirsty for you and the result---- you know what I will do to you.'' He tightly wrapped his arm around her waist and in the light of a lighter, he brought her to the bed while she was resisting with everything she got.
''Who are you? What do you want? Please don't do this. We... we can talk.'' Elysia begged. While her begging was only doing things to him and the tears started to roll down her eyes.
''Let me go. Please for God sake, let me go.'' She was desperate and helpless. She couldn't act tough with him so she begged.
That ruthless man ignored her sobs and leaned onto her.
''N-no.... please... Please let me go." She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away.
''How can I let you go? This is your room. I should be the one to leave and don't worry, sweetheart. I will leave but after staining your beautiful face.'' He said with hatred as he touched her face.
Elysia tried to scratch his face but he made her attempt impossible and put her hands behind on the headboard. Elysia felt chills down her spine.
''I have never offended anyone. I even haven't seen you before. Still, I apologize if I ever did something wrong to you. Please don't do this to me. Please, I beg you.'' She pleaded and cried. Her sobs were echoing in the room.
''Don't... don't do this. Please.... please have some... mer-mercy on me.'' She was saying in incoherent words.she was crying badly but the man in front of her wasn't human, he was satan.
''I am being merciful. You love him so much that you saved his life so I should spend a night with you in return.'' He was saying with disgust.
Elysia had no idea what he was saying. Nor did she have the strength to make out of his words. All she wanted was an escape from the disgusting touch of this devil. His grip in response was getting brutal.
Elysia roared, ''I DON'T LOVE ANYONE. LET GO OF ME, YOU BASTARD.'' She moved her limbs frivolously but her little attempts of escape were nothing to him.
When her words had no impact on him, she shouted again. ''IS.... IS THERE ANYONE OUT THERE TO HELP ME!!??'' She was sobbing like a child, but there was no one to hear her and he was exploring her body like a book, touching every page of it, smelling the fragrance of new pages. As she crossed the peak of ruthlessness.
''MOM!!'' She shouted so loud that her throat was scratched. She preferred to die rather than being touched by this stranger.
He comfortably sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. He was enjoying her sobs and whimpers. They were putting his mind in peace.
''Shouldn't we turn on the lights, dorogoy (sweetheart)? I am sure when you will find me sitting so close to you, you will feel better.'' He smoked and looked at her tear stained face in the flame of the lighter.
Elysia tried to cover herself with the blanket at what he said. Her eyes frightened.
''Yes, there is whole night left, dorogoy (sweetheart).'' He said and pulled down the blanket before he smoldered her earlobe with the cigarette. The burn made her scream on the top of her lungs. Her throat was now swollen from crying so much. Her senses were going numb. She tried and tried but after thousands of attempts she couldn't protect herself from his repulsive touch.
He turned on the lights. Elysia didn't want to even look at his face. In one swift motion, he tore her clothes. She resisted but he slapped her face so hard that she saw stars. ''Please...'' she whimpered. But that did nothing to him.
When he entered her forbidden hole, he was taken aback to find that she is a virgin. ''Oh no, you are not a virgin anymore.'' He informed her as he looked at the look that was oozing out of her. While Elysia screamed in pain. She felt like something inside her had been torn apart.
''By the way, I am surprised to know that he hasn't touched you yet. You must be so precious to him.'' He was talking wickedly. ''What should I do, I have taken something which he desires. What will he do now?'' He laughed.
Elysia had no idea what he was saying. She just wanted to run away from his powerful thrusts.
That satan played with her body the whole night. Her body was shattering and she couldn't put those pieces back. Even after ruining her, he didn't feel better.
So, with a cigarette he carved the initials of his name 'M' on her left cheek. She had no strength left to resist that. The tears were scattered. She was in pain to the point that she felt herself going numb.
Her body was wounded, her soul was bleeding.... before dawn, he had stained her body and soul. He had tried a new drug while Elysia had died although the chain of her breaths hadn't been cut off. He left.... he left but after doing what he wanted. He ruined her pure face and bravely left his sign on her left cheek and neck. He wasn't afraid of anyone.
He wanted to see that man helpless. That's why he chose her and made her a target of his hate. It was an open challenge for him. While she could do nothing. There was nothing for her to do.
Her body had no strength to even get up.
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