Chapter 8 Revenge is Sweet

"Becky's heart raced as she lay in Dickson's arms, but her mind whispered wantings".

She knew his threat was her heart's weak point.

She thought for the second time, if Dickson was only using her for revenge, but deep in his eyes he love me, "she said as she woken up from her thought with a tap on her shoulder".

"Get up, and leave fast". Dickson says to her, while she gazes for some seconds before shifting her body out of him.

"What's going on?" she asked, with her towel holding her chest half way.

"My girlfriend is coming soon," he said, not wanting to look into her eyes, as he dialed a number, putting it in his ears as it rang.

"She stares at him with shock of what's just happened, she gets up properly as she grabs her short blue gown with her bag and her things, leaving the room for him".

"Yes babe!, I will pick you up soon", Dickson said, with a smile as he hung up the call, grabbing his car keys as he headed out of the house.

He sees Becky on the street, not minding if he knew her or not, as he enters his car as she stares at him in disbelief while he snoozes off.

"Becky couldn't think any longer as she experienced some rejection again, she grabs her bag as she hop inside the cab she just ordered some minutes ago".

Just drop me at this location "she said, pointing the direction on her phone to the driver while he nodded his head, and started driving as she rested her head near the door windo".

"From being his personal fashion stylist to being his bed pleasure" she whispered to herself as the car went.

Some minutes later, she arrives at her house as she gets out of the car while she waves at the driver goodbye.

"Bagged her door opened, while she jumped on her bed with her bag flit at the side of the cupboard, resting her head all she thought was a deep sleep to get away with just happened".

"The next morning, she had come earlier than her usual time to work, she tried to avoid him but unfortunately for her, Dickson came closer to her".

"You didn't see me?" He asked as he wink his eyes brown with deceit.

"Sorry Mr Dickson, Good morning Sir" she said bowing her head, trying to avoid eye contact.

"What of the documents I sent to you, for the clothes to design on?" Dickson said, pretending what nothing had happened.

"Sir I will do that". Becky said, trying to leave his office when he held her hand, while she looked at him with a surprised face.

"What are you doing?" "she asked, with fears grabbing her".

"I haven't told you to go yet, you little rat" he yelled at her, she shivers as she walks back, nearly stumbling.

"You're mine!, Becky" " No one else can have you." He yelled with pride.

She bows her head as tears drip from her eyes.

"Please excuse me. she said, sprinting straight to the toilet".

Work had ended for the day, Becky rushed home after all that Dickson had said to her. She sips some wine she had left, while she watches some Netflix series, a call pump in making her moody.

"Who can't this be?" She said, picking up the phone as Dickson's number showed up.

"Good day sir". She greeted.

"I need you now here". he said with an order.

"To where," she asked.

"My house offcourse rat moll". He yelled out.

"Alright sir!" She said, hanging up the call with a moody face.

"I'm here sir". She said on the phone, in front of his house while he stares at her from his window.

"Come in". He said, the bodyguards let her in, she rushed inside.

"My boss requested you to come over to his room," one of the bodyguards said.

"Alright she said, heading to his room, she knocked.

"Enter he said".

She opens the door, and heads inside the room with her bag tight to her shoulder.

"You called me sir," she said.

"Yes I did''. he assumed.

What of the documents I told you to handle for me" he asked, coming closer to her as he stared deeply into her eyes .

"Will finish it up and send it to you immediately," She replied.

"Good, he said".

"Please is there not anything else, I will love to head home". She said as she folds her hands together.

"Not too fast, He said holds her hands tight, heavy pains flowed round her body as she shivered, moves backward as he kept on pressing her hands the more she cried in pain".

"Please stop she pleaded, but Dickson wasn't satisfied with it".

He holds her hands tight while he stares at her with anger fills his body."You can't run away from me!". Becky, if you don't want to lose your work here, better do the needful". He said, this time he grabs her clothes, tearing apart showing her boobs naked, while he carelessly puts his hands on her boobs she cries in pain while he makes way to have sex with her.

"Please stop!" she said as he kept on fucking her more fasted, as she tries to leave from his rod.

"I wouldn't stop! you little rat" he said.

"He kept on abusing her, he fucked her more and more faster, her legs shiveres, tears drips from her eyes as she scream for help while she tries to make way out of his broad shoulder".

Some minutes, when he was satisfied already, button up his shirt as he threw her tore shirt on her face as he touched his phone, not feeling guilty at all.

"Why did you do that to me?" she said cries as she held her shirt in pain as she used it to close her boobs from showing.

"What exactly he asked, Lifting his face as he glances at her in disguise".

"you raped me!, and you are here, feeling pleased". she yelled out with pains in her voice.

"Oh I see! I Don't love you, I just want to use you as a revenge of what you did to me some years back, now you will feel what I felt when you did that to me", he said as he hissed.

"But that was years back, why doing this now?" she asked again, stands up from the bed.

"Get out of here!, don't be late for tomorrow work" he said, as he ignores her present. She walked out of his room, with tears dripping from her eyes, his bodyguards stared at her as they weren't allowed to do anything or be of help as she ordered a cab back home.

"What do you mean by that?" She spoke to the caller, who called her this morning on her way to dress up for work.

"Yes I mean, he doesn't care about you, he has a serious girlfriend" the caller said.

"Why are you telling me?" She asked, she glances everywhere as she speaks to the person.

"I want you to work for me!, it's better you work peacefully than be in emotional bondage the lady said".

"I can't! please Becky insisted".

"How can I trust you too?" she asked.

"You don't have to doubt me at all, I'm Sophia Patel,CEO of Aurora jewels Company".

"Okay work for you on what Becky asked for clarification".

"Work as my personal fashion stylist, when you are ready, please give me a call she said, hanging up the call".