Chapter 5 The Darkness That Binds

Zoe's POV

Alex stepped closer, his eyes gleaming with an intensity that made my heart race. "We need to get to work, Zoe," he said, his voice carrying a message I didn't want to decode. "There's not much time to waste".

I felt a surge of fear flooding my body. "And if I refuse?" I asked. Would he proceed to r*pe me? "I told you to give me time to think. You just barely broke the news to me. I have every right to decide on what to do. It's my body, Alex!"

His smile sent shivers down my spine. "You

wouldn't want me to take more...drastic measures. Would you. Zoe?" He asked as he pushed my silky hair behind my ears. The instant his fingers touched my hair, I shifted on my bed, rubbing my thighs together.

I knew Alex wasn't just a mere speaker. He only said things he could do. But I wasn't going to let fear take over her body, though I was almost visibly shaking.

Alex's eyes never left mine, his hands reaching out to grasp my arms. My heart raced faster, my skin tingling with a mix of fear and something else I couldn't deny.

"Alex, don't," I whispered, trying to sound firm but my voice trembled.

But Alex just smiled, his fingers wrapping around my arms. "Calm Zoe" he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. I felt my juice slipping out, smearing my underwear.

I tried to shake off his grip, but Alex held tight. Adrenaline rush to my brain and my pussy as I tried to push him away, but my body seemed to betray me. My skin burned where his fingers touched her, but I ignored it.

"Alex, stop," I whispered, her mouth betraying her thoughts. But I found myself leaning closer to let hid hands freely brush my skin.

Alex leaned in closer too, his eyes burning with an intensity, and something else. Lust? Love?

snap out, He could never love you. He's held you captive all this while. He's just trying to make his mother happy. You're a mere ruse!

And then, just as suddenly as it had started, everything stopped. Alex's grip relaxed, and he stepped back, a devilish smile playing on his lips.

"For now," he said, his eyes glinting with a promise that made my blood run cold. "But soon, Zoe. Soon."

My face was expressionless as I watched Alex turn and walk away, the darkness swallowing him whole. It felt like I'd narrowly escaped a predator's claws. But I knew Alex would be back, and next time, I might not be so lucky. Or did I wish I were unlucky? Did I wish he took my virginity, and slam his cock deep in my pussy? Make me feel like a woman...Zoe!!.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my racing thoughts. And bring myself out of this mood. He truly is evil. I had to think, had to come up with a plan to escape this living torture. But as I turned in my bed, Alex's words echoed in my mind, his scent within.

Alex POV

I seem to be enjoying teasing Zoe, the look of fear and plea on her face turns me on. But how could this be? I had only thought she looked beautiful twice since our marriage. What has come over me? The urge to please my mum?

I didn't intend to touch her, I had only come to remind her of my words, but I found myself reaching out to her face. Her body in that night dress looked perfectly proportioned with fat in the right places, I wanted to grab them. I only hoped she didn't see my erection as I moved her hair behind her ear. My groin ached like it would explode if I didn't fill her up with it. It took the will and strength of a man like me to resist. She was my wife but her body was not. I reminded myself that I would never have feelings for Zoe, a mere contract. I was just trying to follow my mum's demands. I turned to leave before I lost control.

In my room, Zoe's voice doesn't leave my head, her pleas resounding. I stare at my erection, close my eyes, and imagine seeing Zoe naked. I imagined her boobs, her pink nipples, I had never seen them, but I knew my mind was right. I imagined splitting the lips of her pussy, all the while robbing my cock. I remembered how she tasted, I imagined shoving my fat cock into her little mouth, forcing and choking her. I wonder if she'll like it rough. I'd treat her like a dirty whore. I reached my peak and released and instantly felt self-loathe, it should have been in her.

Third Person POV

Zoe hurried to have her breakfast, her eyes scanning for the familiar figure she dreaded. She dished her meal and sat on the furthest table away from him. They had an intense eye contact as Zoe glanced away.

She couldn't help but feel his gaze on her, like a weight pressing down on her shoulders. She couldn't hide from him, couldn't run away from his demand!

Her tummy formed a knot, she slightly nibbled on her meal, before excusing herself to tend her garden. That was the only place she felt she belonged to her, most especially the only place Alex could never come. She had asked the maids to set it up for her few weeks into his house.

As she walked away, she had this thought that he was staring at her ass, the consciousness made her walk funnily.

Finally away from his eyes, with her phone, she constructed a message to her sister, a cry of plea and advice. And as a God sent her sister was, she replied instantly. Reassuring her junior sis, she was going to map out a plan for her!

Zoe's eyes welled up with tears as she felt a wave of relief wash over her. She knew she could count on her sister.

The day ran by fast with Zoe's mind occupied with thoughts and soon it was night. She stepped out of her bathroom, her silk-pink nightdress hugging her body. The transparent fabric clung to her curves, revealing the outline its in the dim light of the room.

As she entered the bedroom, her eyes were drawn to the figure sitting on her bed, his presence a sudden, unexpected figure. Alex's eyes were burrowing into her, his gaze roaming over her body like a hungry lion.

Zoe's mouth went dry as she felt a surge of vulnerability. She had thought she was alone, safe in her room. But now, with Alex's eyes upon her, she felt naked.

"Alex," she said. "Wh- what are you doing here?"

His smile formed slowly. "I wanted to talk to you, Zoe," he said, his voice low rhyming with the cold night. "About our arrangement."

She had thought she had made it clear she wasn't interested in his proposal or at least would give her time to clearly think. But now, with Alex sitting on her bed, his eyes burning through her night dress, she knew something was going to happen.

"What about it?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Alex's smile turned devilish. "I've made up my mind, Zoe," he said, his eyes shining in the dim light. "One that will satisfy both our needs."

He stood up from the bed and drew closer to her, sniffing her hair. It smelled of fruits. He told himself that he was just trying to ease his mum's burden. But he knew better than that. He touched her cheeks, shoulder, collar bone. She isn't retaliating, but damn lord, she is effortlessly beautiful!

He pushed her head upwards and they stared at each other, Zoe's face was pale with fear.

Her heart raced as Alex's face drew closer, his eyes burning with an intensity that made her breath catch.

Alex's lips brushed against hers, soft and gentle at first. But as the kiss deepened, his mouth pressed harder, his tongue tracing the curve of her lips. She felt the rush of warmth from his saliva into hers as they mixed. She curled her toes as she felt hot between her legs.

Zoe's mind felt a rush of conflicting emotions. She didn't want to let him, didn't want to surrender to his touch. But her body betrayed her, melting into his embrace like wax in a flame.

The kiss was like nothing she had ever experienced before like each was better than the last. It was as if Alex had unlocked a door deep within her, releasing a torrent of pent-up desire and longing.

As they broke apart for air, Zoe's eyes opened to find Alex's gaze fixed on hers, his eyes blazing with a fierce passion. Was she imagining things?

"Zoe," Alex whispered his voice laced with desire.

Zoe's heart raced as she struggled to find her voice. She didn't want to admit the truth - that she had wanted it.

He grabbed her butt cheeks and gave it a hard squeeze. They felt soft and right in his hands. And soon the kiss ignited into something ravishing and devouring, tasting every inch of their mouth. He was moaning and groaning as he pressed himself closer to her. He trailed kisses down to her jaw, neck, and then slightly used his teeth to graze her nipples which were pointing out. Then he gripped her thighs, held her legs open spreading them the way he wanted, and Zoe could feel her heart stop as his eyes turned dark with lust.