In love with the Demon President

My breathing became heavy. My chest was rising, with his hands glued to mine. Preventing me from making any movement as he pinned me to his office metal door.

He brought his face closer to mine, and I tried to push him away but to no avail.

"Don't try to fight it. I have not started yet, but you will surely feel it when I do" he whispered, brushing some strands of my hair to the back of my ear.

He brought his lips closer to my face, brushed them against my lips, and slammed his fist on the door

.

"SAY YOU WANT IT!" He ordered and I shook in fear almost immediately. I stood there speechless, blinking my eyes slowly, as my brain tried its best to process the information.

"Say it!!" He slammed his fist in the door again, this time with his other hand squeezing one of my b**bs.

"Please" I said in a whisper, still trying to hold back my moans, from the molestation.

"I want you. I want you so badly" I cried out, hoping that he would release me but he did the exact opposite.

He ripped my blouse and placed his tongue on my left n*pple. Damn his tongue was so warm, I was almost enjoying it. It was still wrong.

"Uhh" I accidentally let out a moan, with my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

"I knew you would love it," he said.

At least that is what I could hear, it wasn't easy for him to talk with his tongue and teeth both on my n*pple.

He looked at me one more time and lifted me at once. Placing me carefully on the table, with my legs wide apart.

"Please sir" I tried to stop him, but there was no going back.

He placed me on the table, forcing my legs wide apart.

Without any eye contact, he plunged his 12 inches of manhood inside of me. I almost couldn't breathe, and I swear I couldn't feel my heart beating anymore.

I sent my hands to my hair, pulling it roughly while he continued with his hard thrusts.

He looked me in the eyes for a moment and leaned towards me. He didn't think twice before he thrust his tongue into my mouth, forcing both of our tongues to wrestle.

It was the most intense k*ss I ever had. My p*ssy was dripping wet for him. It was driving me crazy.

I moaned in his mouth, and that was when he stopped his pepperish and aggressive k*ssing.

"If you scream, I'll only go faster." He whispered in my ear, as he reduced the speed and intensity of his thrusts.

"Hmm....uhh" I bit back a moan that was threatening to escape from my lips.

He had a big smirk on his face, as he increased his speed.

"Ahhhh!!!" I yelped in pain when I felt his rod in my womb. I shut my eyes and unknowingly flew my hands to his back. I didn't realize that I was already digging my fingers into his bare skin.

Ten minutes soon turn into an hour of me shaking beneath his manly arms, and him f*cking me like there was no tomorrow.

Just like that I came and so did he.

It was after we had both reached ecstasy that I noticed a different liquid dripping down my legs. Placing my hand on my lap, I checked it and found out it was blood.

I was bleeding so much. That moment, he paused to look at me and a tear escaped from my eye.

He had just taken away my virginity, something that I was most proud of.

And he did it recklessly, he seemed to be sorry. He had managed to come to his senses, and was about to apologize when I turned my face away from him.

"Havanna" he called out to me and I didn't respond.

I managed to grab his coat and ran out with my blood everywhere. I couldn't even spare a second thought, I wasn't in my right state of mind, but yes, I was well aware of my surroundings.

"Stop!" He yelled at me and I didn't listen.

*****

"Ahhhh!" Lucian yelled, dragging the table to the floor, and smashing it against the wall almost at the same time.

"Why?!!! Not again. I did it again" He yelled at himself, while he went close to the wall. Smashing his forehead on the wall over and over again.

"I'm a monster....I don't deserve anything" he kept on repeating and took a sudden pause when he heard a noise coming from outside his office.

He ran out almost immediately, only to meet media personnels outside with Havanna in their middle.

She was in a huge crowd trying her best to hide her face, but it was impossible with the number of cameramen, going out of their way to record the whole scenario.

Lucian tried his best to get to her, but with their crowd, it wasn't easy, and by the time he got to where she was standing, with a ripped skirt covered in blood and his jacket. It was too late as she ran off.

He tried to run after her, but the journalists didn't let him.

"You just became the president-elect and your employees are already paying the price. How are you going to rule the country?" One of them asked him, without any fear.

"Is she the first, or is this a recurring event?" Another one asked, shoving the microphone in his face, and finally his bodyguards came, and they covered Lucian, taking him away from the journalist.

Meanwhile, Havanna was struggling to get into a taxi, she had little change and she could barely afford to get home.

She managed to get one, but her cash wasn't enough to drop her home.

So it dropped her close to an abandoned alley, where she could easily get home without being noticed, and that was the worst decision she made as things only got worse from there.

Lucian's POV

"GET OUT" I yelled from the back of the car.

"Huh?" My driver stopped the car, while the three bodyguards kept on looking at each other.

"Get out of the car, I'll drive it myself" I ordered them, and without putting up a fight, they did so.

"Hmmn" I heard a suppressed voice.

I had barely started the engine of the vehicle, and I wanted to ignore it.

"Ahhh!!" I heard another scream, this time the voice wasn't being suppressed.

It was obvious that this person needed help.

But, what use would it be for me to help, I already need help myself.

I thought of getting into the car and driving off just like that, but my conscience wouldn't let me.

I managed to trace the sound of an abandoned alley.

"Shh baby! I promise to be quick" I heard a male chuckle. I was forced to get out of the car, and trace where the strange sound was coming from.

I couldn't see very clearly who he was referring to because he was backing me and also covering the face of his victim.

"Look, this is for you" He turned to the side and bought out his manhood.

"Please!" She yelped, but he pressed her head, forcing her to kneel.

"You talk too much" he sounded very disappointed, as I heard him ripping off her clothes.

I could hear her cry, and I felt the pain in her voice, and for some reason, her pain stirred up an uncertain type of anger in me.

"Take two steps away from her" I growled, not even turning to look at the person I was about to rescue.

I didn't look at her, but I heard her crying and wiping her tears.

I felt the vibrations on the floor, as she crawled backwards in an attempt to get away from the three men in front of her.

"And what happens if we refuse?" One of them looked at me with a smirk on his face, while picking up some kind of metal rod. He turned to look at his friends who nodded their heads with clumsy smiles on their faces.

Did they think that it would take just a metal rod to knock me down?

Very funny....

Havanna's POV

I didn't know who I was supposed to run to, and run from at the same time. The president elect appears to be my savior, meanwhile he is the reason I am in this position in the first place.

I thought he wouldn't be such a strong fighter, I mean he is the president-elect. I am sure that he has always had bodyguards following him for half of his life.

He was throwing punches as if he did it for a Living. And I felt sorry for those thugs. But, why wasn't he bleeding? He wasn't even injured, not even a scratch yet the thugs were bleeding from almost every opening they had on their faces.

I suddenly snapped to reality, when I saw someone stretched their hand towards me, while I sat helplessly on the floor.

"Are you enjoying the floor that much?" He nodded his head.

I looked at him, and swallowed hard, before I placed my palm on his cold hands.

His hands were so cold that I felt goosebumps all over.

"Let's go before they come back," he said again, and at the mention of their return. My brain began to function again, and I immediately sprang up from the floor.

"Ahh!" I screamed in pain, while I held my waist for support.

"Do you need an ambulance?" He asked me, and I frowned at him.

Not because his words were not

caring, but because he was sounding far too sarcastic to be caring.

I felt dizzy, and I could also feel myself losing my balance, as I staggered and almost crashed to the ground.

"You have to be careful" He licked his lips, and damn he was cute.

I must be the first woman in the world to consider her own r*pist as attractive. But what could I do, his features were too good to look beyond , and before now, I had never noticed how full his eyebrows were, full and well carved to be precise.

He had long lashes, so long that it almost made me jealous. And his lips, his lips were as pink as that of a newborn baby's. I blushed remembering that he had just k*ssed me with the same lips.

"Let's go" He pulled me close to his chest, and I felt my heart stop almost immediately.

I felt his hands on my waist and before I could comprehend the whole situation. He had already lifted me off the floor.

I gasped in surprise, but he didn't pay any attention to me.

He carefully carried me to the car, opening the door with his feet. He placed me in the back seat as if I was a baby.

It had got me wondering if this was the same man that had deflowered me against my own will.

"Where are you headed?" He asked.

"Uhh" I couldn't talk.

It was quite difficult for me to figure out if it was because my legs were numb. After all, I was in so much shock.

"Never mind, I'll take you to my house. You need medical attention" He pressed those s*xy lips of his.

"Hmmn" I hummed, while I wrapped my hands around myself, trying to wave off the kind of cold I was feeling.

"Take this'' he threw a blanket at my face and sped off before I could thank him.

He is such a strange man, no wonder he is always grumpy.

"No, I'm not" I heard him murmur beneath his breath.

"Huh?" I tried to ask but he didn't say a word.

After that, I couldn't decide if the journey was scarier than it was quiet.

At least being with him was better than being with those thugs.

"Nana! Nana!" Lucian kept on calling out, and an aged lady tried her best to get to him as fast as she could.

She looked at him from head to toe, with a shocked yet disappointed look on her face.

Lucian was holding an almost lifeless body in his arms.

"It's not what you think I promise" he said, in a cracked voice.

"It is not about what you think, it's about what people believe. Take her inside'' she instructed him.

He swallowed hard and ran into his room and laid Havanna on the bed.

She had passed out in his car, and she had the wrong timing.

*****

Lucian's POV

"Is she going to be fine?" I asked the doctor, it was more like an investigation than an innocent question.

"She is, but we will have to conduct a r*pe kit on her first" The doctor was scared to say it.

"Your presence is no longer needed. You can leave now "I ordered him, sounding as cold-hearted as I usually am.

Just like that, without uttering another word. He left, and Nana entered the room with a disgusted look on her face.

"Do you think that this is going to help you?" She asked me, while she walked closer to me.

"What do you mean?" I raised an eyebrow at her, it didn't take her too long to forget her palm on my face.

Her hands may be small and fragile, but Nana surely knows how to throw a hard slap.

"I did not raise a r*pist Lucian!!!" She shouted at me.

And I felt like a dagger had been used to stab my heart directly. It had been so long Nana scolded me.

"I'm sorry Nana. I didn't..." I was talking, but got interrupted by her moans, I mean Havanna was starting to wake.

"Covering up your evil deeds, will not change the fact that it happened" She pointed her index finger at me, making me divert my attention from Havanna.

"I don't know what came over me, Nana. I can't even believe I...." I received another ear-deafening slap.

And this time, I had to take three steps away from her.

"Look at this" She walked towards the TV remote and switched on the television.

"President-Elect Lucian stands the chance of having his position revoked.

As videos of him allegedly r*ping one of his workers has surfaced. No charges have been pressed against him yet, and he has not come to say anything to the public. He...." The reporter was talking, before my Nana switched off the television.

"It took you four good years to get to this position. Four years of planning, winning the people's hearts,and of course legacy building. And you decided to throw all that away because of what you discovered in between a woman's legs.

Because you couldn't suppress your urge for s*x?" Nana looked at me like I was a big fool.

Well, she wasn't far from the truth though.

"Nana please stop" I tried to calm her down, when I noticed that she had been screaming too much. And of course, it was making it difficult for her to breathe, her voice was becoming faint as well.

"I'll fix it, I promise" I swallowed hard, as I made a promise to her.

A promise I had no idea how I was going to go about it.

But, I didn't have the guts to tell her that a simple mistake I made had ruined my political career forever.

Havanna's POV

Did I smash my head on a wall or something?

"No, you passed out in my car?" My boss startled me, almost giving me a heart attack.

I didn't even realize that he was sitting so close to me on the bed, until he managed to talk.

"The doctor said you'll be fine" He whispered, and there was something that seemed off about his voice.

He looked at me, funnily. And then stood up to go lock the door.

I wanted to move, I wanted to get away and cry but I couldn't do so.

"Why...why did you lock...?" I couldn't even finish my sentence when he climbed the bed and pounced on me.

With his hands stuck to my waist, and his lips so close to mine.

I only closed my eyes for a second, when his lips covered mine.

The back of my head touching the board of the bed, it felt like I was trapped and he was enjoying every bit of it.

I tried to scream in his mouth, but that only made him move his hand to my shoulder.

His grip was so so f*cking tight while he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't breathe and it didn't take too long for me to succumb to the intense heat it was creating between both of us.

"I want you now!" He ordered with his eyes bloodshot red.

I was too dumbfounded to say anything, but would my words be of any use at this point?

"You think too much, '' he said again, slowly separating his lips from mine.

This time his touch was more gentle than the first, he didn't just grab me.

He slowly sent his hands in between my thighs, rubbing his hands gently.

It was like magic, as he made me spread my legs apart.

"You haven't had your bath yet baby.." he whispered in my ear, causing a stream of hot liquid to run down my legs.

I only nodded my head signifying a yes, as he scooped me off the bed.

"Why???" I asked but I didn't get any reply.

He carefully made me stand on my feet.

Pinning me to the wall and turning on the cold shower, he ripped my clothes off. It was only then that I realized that I was putting on another gown.

My pecky edges got hard, as the cold water ran through them. His hands gripped my waist firmly and pulled me close to his manly chest.

I couldn't deny the fact that he was turning me on, but why does it feel so wrong?

"Uhhh" I moaned when he began sucking on my neck.

"Pl...e..ase '' I tried to speak, but I kept on stuttering, not long before I felt something poking my womanhood.