Chapter 2 Second episode

Henna

Strong, mature stuff ahead; please be advised.

Sitting on the bed, I wished he would not enter the front door while fisting the edges of my white dress impatiently. I was more scared than I had ever been and I did not want to face him.

Though I had a lot of questions, the one that kept me up the most was...

Would he destroy me like he would another victim, even though I was his mate?

Abruptly, there was a loud slam as the door opened.

Raul strode into the room wearing the same clothes, and I jumped at the sound, my hand flying to cover my mouth to stop the gasp that left it.

My heart began to beat faster, and I had trouble breathing as his aroma filled the space.

His hands fisted at his sides as his jaw tensed and his eyes shifted to stare at me.

Did he detest seeing me that much?

"Come here." His voice was icy, his gaze unsettling, and he gave an order.

I pushed my legs down the bed and swallowed the lump in my throat. My body was fighting me so much that all I wanted to do was go as far away as possible and hide someplace. I did not want to be close to him.

But really, what could I do? That was my destiny. I was confined.

I stood a few steps away from him and inhaled deeply as I inched closer to him.

Abruptly, he seized my arm and dragged me toward him. My entire hand felt zapped with pain from the hard pull, and my body crashed against his.

I let out a painful whimper, but before I could even finish speaking, he gripped my waist and his nails tore through the frock's fabric.

"Since you are here in my mansion, there are a few rules you have to follow from now on," He spoke in a low, menacing voice at first, grabbing my jaw with one hand and tilting my face so that my eyes were met.

Even though I could detect a strong alcohol odor coming from him, I knew he wasn't intoxicated because he was sober and in charge.

"You are not allowed to leave this room unless you are told so, you will keep your mouth shut whenever you are around me, and you'll obey me just like my slave; Your only duty is to serve me, and if you try to show any sort of disobedience or attempt anything stupid such as trying to escape..." My jaw seemed like it would split in two if he applied a little more force, as his hold grew tighter.

"I'll throw right where I have brought you from and do you know what those auctioneers do to the returned goods?" "First they use them and fulfill their thirst, and then they tear them into pieces and share it among themselves," he said, a sneer forming on his lips as he spoke against my lips.

"Y-You are my mate...." "Why are you doing this to me?" ran down my face as the cry instinctively left my mouth.

His eyes briefly flashed with something, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared.

"Trust me, I haven't even started yet," "I don't give a fuck about this mate bond, Henna," he chuckled darkly. I felt an unwelcome chill run down my spine as my name slipped from his lips.

Abruptly, the sound of my dress being ripped echoed throughout the space.

He was too strong for me, so I tried to push him away while I gasped in horror.

He said, "But I do have a lot of interest in this body of yours," and I could tell by the darkness in his eyes.

But before I could take any action, he tore my entire garment and then used his extended claw to tear the strap of my bra.

I covered myself with my hands, feeling sorry for myself for being powerless.

"I beg you, please don't do this." I cried.

How could I do anything but cry?

"These tears of yours are not going to affect me, so stop wasting them because you'll be needing them later on." He reached over to grasp my breast, giving it a painful squeeze.

Because of our link, there were sparks in fact, but the anguish was

surpassing everything, and the embarrassment made it worse.

"Henna, don't think for a moment that you will get anything from me but hate. I don't require a partner. I don't need this weak, pitiful tie to survive," he shouted, snatching a handful of my hair and hurling me roughly into the bed.

In front of his threatening eyes, I was naked and defenseless.

"Raul, please don't do this..."

"The only reason I bought you at that auction was so I could use you to tame my wolf. You are nothing more than a good that I will use for pleasure every day and night. And it is the first day of your hellish life."

"Please don't..." I pleaded with him, but nothing I said moved him.

I retreated till my body collided with the headboard, but he hauled me by my ankles, tore off my panties, and discarded them.

"Goddess has surely made you a burden on this earth, but this body of yours is indeed.....ravishing." With a sarcastic smile, he held my pussy in his palm and said, "At least, my money hasn't gone all to waste."

I exerted all of my effort to break free from his grip, but I ultimately

losing each time.

"Please...don't do this to me, Raul." I sobbed.

He got on the bed sitting on either side of me, utterly ignoring my cries for help.

"Henna, it gets more intriguing the more you beg. If you keep pleading with me and attempting to get away, I will eventually close all of your options." Putting down his shirt, he unbuttoned it and threw it away. He then unbuckled his belt and lowered his trousers.

I attempted to take advantage of the situation to break free from his hold, but he quickly shoved me back onto the bed and, with a bone-crushing grip, seized my throat.

His eyes were frigid as he leaned closer to my face, squeezing my throat with his fingers.

"Henna, you cannot get away from me. This will be hell for you, and today I'll start by giving you a taste of it. I'll make every breath a burden for you, push you to the point where you can see your death, and every time I take you back for the same torment once more, I'll make you regret your existence." He kissed me after saying the words against my lips.

The kiss lacked any tenderness. It hurt and was severe.

He forced his tongue inside my mouth and chewed my bottom lip, so much so that I could taste my blood.

He opened them wide, slipping his hand between my thighs. My mouth dropped another sob, but it was muffled by his mouth on mine.

Abruptly, I felt two of his fingers pierce into me. I tried to break free from his captivity and almost yelled, but I was unsuccessful.

I was completely overwhelmed by him.

"As I can see, the auctioneers told the truth. I can at least get what's left from you." When he eventually released my lips-which were swollen and bleeding-he laughed.

I never imagined that my virginity would end up the way it did. I had always kept myself for my partner, but this was not how I wanted things to work out. I didn't want to be sexually assaulted or end up in the clutches of a monster level of cruelty.

"Raul, please. Why are you treating me like this and what did I do wrong?" I sobbed.

He didn't respond to my query. For an instant, his countenance shifted, but he covered it up before I could see it.

He pinned my hands over my head and softly cuffed them with his belt.

"From now on...there's going to be the only thing that you'll know-Pain." His lips turned into a sarcastic smile.

He removed his boxers, caught hold of one of my legs, lifted it over his shoulder, and stood at my door.

"Please stop," I cried and pleaded with him, thinking he would stop, think twice, and not take advantage of my innocence.

However, he also dashed my hopes for this..