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The BMW screeched to a halt in front of an opulent estate, its sheer size enough to rob me of breath. Towering iron gates closed behind us with a heavy clang, locking me in. Before I could react, Walter stepped out and threw my door open with chilling calm.
"Don't you dare—!" I began, but his hand gripped my waist and, in one swift motion, he hoisted me upward, one arm wrapped tightly around my back, the other bracing under me—firm, possessive. His hand pressed into me, gripping beneath the curve of my ass with no hesitation.
"Put me down!" I screamed, thrashing in his hold, my fists hitting his chest. "Let me go, you can't do this!"
He didn't flinch. His expression was unreadable, focused. His steps were quick, purposeful, as he carried me up the grand marble staircase that led to the front doors of the mansion—doors so tall and ornate they looked stolen from a royal palace. Towering columns flanked the entrance, golden lanterns casting soft light over a façade of carved stone and gleaming windows.
Inside, the house was another world. The grand foyer stretched high above us with a domed ceiling fresco of angels and stars. A chandelier glittered like a crown over the polished marble floor. Ornate staircases curled up both sides of the room, and heavy velvet drapes hung beside oil portraits in gilded frames. The space felt untouched, luxurious—too quiet. It didn't feel like a home. It felt like a throne room. Cold. Majestic. Dangerous.
I squirmed harder. "Walter, what the hell are you doing?! You can't just carry me off like this!"
"I just did," he muttered darkly.
He marched down a hallway lined with antique sconces and dark wood paneling until he reached a door at the far end. Without slowing, he kicked it open. The guest room inside was no less grand than the rest of the house—a large four-poster bed stood in the center, draped in emerald silk. A fireplace crackled quietly, lighting the space with an amber glow. Everything screamed wealth and control.
Within no time, he threw me straight on the softest and the biggest bed I have ever seen, it wasn't even close to gentle. It was hard and humiliating.
He closed the door of the room and removed his suit and start unbuttoning his shirt.
"What are you even doing?" I screamed in complete fear it was pleasant feeling at all.
Within no time his shirt was on the floor and his six pack abs were clearly visible. He too looked like a Greek God not gonna lie. He looked at me the way a predator look at his prey.
Within no time I was lying on the bed and he was kissing me hard, his hands were above on my hand completing locking me up.
I kicked him up with whole force and pushed him away, I ran towards the door, he grabbed me and pin me towards the door. Our eyes interlocked.
"Walter, let me go... orelse.." I said with whole confidence, though I was frightened as hell. I always had a fantasy to be treated like this but not over my respect. No one can touch me without my permission.
"You are a bloody animal." I said as I tried pushing away, he ripped my sleeves in anger and pushed me towards the bed, but i lost my balance in that process and felt on the floor. My eyes were filled with tears as I shouted with pain.
"You okay?" Walter asked in concerned and started moving towards me.
"Don't you dare come near me" I screamed with anger and pain.
"Erica.... I..." He started.
"Don't do dare to act like a gentleman. You tried forcing me into.... shit I can't even talk about it... you are monster, complete monster." I said as I sobbed and shivered.
Walter was seen completed moved by my tears, he was feeled with guilt. He had tears in eyes.
"Erica, you misunderstanding me..." He started.
"Oh, I'm misunderstanding you.. you captured me, kidnapped me, try forcing yourself on me and I'm misunderstanding you..." I said.
He was so ashamed that he simply walked off. I saw him moving away in complete tears. I didn't was it a act or something else but it did make me feel better.
Within no time some housekeepers and helpers came in and helped me up. They brought me food and some clothes and waited until I felt asleep.
I had no clue what was waiting for me tomorrow.