Hello reader friend,
This story is a dark stalker romance with extreme dubious situations.
He Hates Me Not is the second part of a duet and is NOT standalone.
Read first "He Hates Me", you will find it in my profile.
Disclaimer
This story is an adaptation of the book "He Hates Me Not" of Rina Kent & Isabella Starling.
The characters are from "Naruto" and are property of Masashi Kishimoto.
This story is a dark stalker romance with extreme dubious situations.
Please proceed with caution.
Itachi
The chase is thrilling.
The decimation of the human mind, turning them into creatures of survival just to repeat it all over again isn't only euphoric but also a turn on.
It's a play of cat and mouse, or rather of predator and prey. People don't realize they're done for even when a predator is on their tail.
The adrenaline keeps them high and mighty; it tells them things that will never happen like maybe they'll survive, maybe the nightmare will be over.
It won't.
The adrenaline is a false sense of hope, one last hurrah before everything crashes down.
Hope is brutal, that way.
Hope is one of the reasons why the human mind can take so much torture in the span of hours or days.
Twirling the remote in my fingers, I stalk up to where Petal has disappeared behind the trees. If she wasn't so clueless about her sensual world, she would've realized she left footprints behind in the black soil. Her tiny feet are etched in the ground like tattletales and I easily follow them. Tracking has always been one of my fun activities. Humans leave a lot of trails behind, and it's usually the reason for their doom.
I've learned early on to never be blindsided, even by my own self.
It was the only way to survive.
The sky has turned dark red and soon, the night will take claim in the calm Sicilian countryside.
This was my family's house in Italy. There's a winery in the distance — it's a vast field of grapes for the best wine produced not only in Italy, but in the whole of Europe.
Small bursts of memories started coming back to me after the chat I had with Nagato Uzumaki on the way here. My father, Fugaku Uchiha, was slowly steering clear from the shady mafia activity and decided to settle back in Sicily for good.
He was wrapping up the family business in the States. My mother was singing joyfully, reminding me that we'll go back to our home and lands. My nonna was telling me stories about my late nonno and how they loved the land, the air, the people.
Those were my most joyful memories.
Until Senju wiped them from the face of the earth.
Along with my entire family, my mama, my nonna, my baby brother. They're all gone, and my form of revenge? Working for their killer.
I briefly close my eyes at the onslaught of emotions and fragments of memories.
Tobirama and Hashirama will pay in blood. Every last Senju will — starting with my little Petal who thinks she can escape me.
I hit the button on the remote, shocking her by the collar around her neck. A slight yelp comes from my right before it's quickly muffled.
I smirk, imagining her wrapping her tiny hands around her mouth to hide her presence. What she doesn't know is that a slight sound is all I need to track her down.
She's naked, barefoot, in an unfamiliar place, with an electric collar around her throat. She's at her most vulnerable state, and if she thinks she'll escape me, then maybe my little Petal doesn't know me so well after all.
"Pet…" I drawl, making her aware of my position. "Are you running? Hiding?"
There's a small rustle. She was probably lurking behind a tree but after hearing my voice, she ran for it again.
My poor little Petal doesn't know that not only her fate, but her entire life was sealed.
Sakumo or Sakura — or whatever the fuck her name is — is my first step in my revenge against the Senju clan.
I'll extract every death out of her flesh and then theirs.
Only, that's not the reason behind my rock-hard cock — it's the fact that she's not only mine but she's also at my complete mercy.
She's mine to ruin, own, and fuck senseless without the outside world's interference.
If this isn't her wildest fantasy coming true, I don't know what is.
Is it more than what she signed up for? Yes. Do I fucking care? No.
We played house in her apartment, so it's time to play fucking house under my turf.
"You better run, Pet. If I catch you, it's game over." My voice echoes in the eerie silence of the forest surrounding the winery and the olive trees field in the opposite direction.
My nonno had this forest as a form of camouflage against the outside world. It was made to shield our extended families, the farmers who worked for us, the people who had our protection.
This place used to be heaven until the Senju made it fucking hell.
Twigs crush in the distance. My little Petal must be getting desperate, which means she'll make mistakes. I can almost taste her fear, see the trembling of her lips, smell the sweat coating her skin.
My dick hardens against my pants and I don't bother to readjust it anymore. She'll get it unhinged and out of control.
My steps turn silent as I follow the trail of the twigs crushing. I stop a short distance away from where her skin is visible.
I smirk as she lifts her leg to rub it against her other calf.
My little Petal appears comfortable in her hideout. I sneak up to her, still twirling the collar's remote in my hand.
The closer I get, the more I'm assaulted by her scent, strawberry, lilac and...fear. Her bare shoulder is shaking and her elbow is jutting out. It's only when I'm closer that I realize it's because she's still wrapping a hand around her mouth to muffle any sound she makes.
I hit the button on the remote and she startles, nearly toppling over with the force of it.
A smile tugs on my lips when I'm right behind the tree as she struggles with the shock of the collar.
"Got you, Pet," I whisper in a low, dark tone.
She yelps, but she doesn't stop to look back at me.
Smart pet.
Her legs take control and she runs ahead. Her feet scraping against the ground and her pink hair flying behind her like a cocoon.
Her ass and toned legs appear pasty white in the darkness of the dusk.
She chances a look behind her and when she finds me on her trail, the deep green of her eyes widens.
Her head must be filled with different thoughts and her chest is crowded with the crippling fear assaulting her out of nowhere.
At this point, she must know she won't lose me no matter what direction she chooses. I keep my pace steady in a jog as she struggles with decision making.
She surprises me when she stops abruptly. I expect her to give up, but she wraps her tiny hands around an olive tree and starts climbing, her naked limbs molding to the trunk.
A chuckle rips from me as I stand at the foot of the tree. In no time, she's halfway up, using the branches to aid her in her quest.
She's smart. I give her that. In the wild, when smaller animals can't escape their predators, they climb on top of the tree and wait until the bigger animals get bored and leave. That's the tactic she went for. What she doesn't know is that I'm not a normal predator.
"You think I can't follow, Pet?"
She glares down at me, hugging the branch with both her hands and legs like it's a lifeline. It is.
"You'll eventually get tired." I tilt my head, enjoying the view of her cunt from the position.
"Fuck you," she snarls at me, making a grab for another branch.
"I was going to play nice, but nice isn't your thing, is it?" I hit the button on the remote and she loses her balance.
Petal shrieks, eyes closing, as her limbs fail her and she falls down.
Down.
Down...
And into my arms.
Her naked body snuggles against mine. Goosebumps and perspiration cover her skin, but her nipples are hardened in tight buds, probably because of the cold.
There's a thrill in catching prey, in having them at your disposal to devour and do whatever the fuck you please with them.
There's a small relief as she slowly opens her eyes and realizes she didn't crash to the ground, but the relief is short-lived.
Her situation quickly catches up to her and she tries to fight me, to get away, but doesn't she know that prey never escapes once they're caught?
I shock her again, and she goes completely still, her lips falling in an "O".
"S-stop doing that." She tries to scold, but her voice is weak, trembling with arousal, with how much she secretly loves it.
"You've been caught, do you know what happens next?"
She shakes her head frantically. "D-Don't."
"Don't what?"
"Don't do whatever you're thinking about doing."
"You mean what we agreed upon?"
She juts her chin. "I didn't agree on anything."
"Oh, but you did. You made a run for it." My voice drops. "And you lost."
"Itachi," she warns, her voice plagued with tremors.
I tighten my arm around her thighs. "What?"
"Let's talk about this, okay?"
"I'm not interested in talking. You know why?"
"W-why?"
"Because I'm going to fuck you in the ass, Pet."
All the way back to the house, my little Petal has done everything to get away. She scratched me, bit me, kicked her feet.
That only managed to get her shocked, draw out her fight and get my dick harder — if that's even possible.
By the time we arrive back in the room she woke up in, her energy has waned, and she's panting as if coming down after a marathon.
I throw her on the bed, and she gets on all fours, trying to crawl away. I grab her by the ankles and cuff her with the leather restraints on the bedpost's metal bars.
Her stay here is all prepared ever since she was sleeping.
Petal tugs on the cuffs, squirming, but it only makes the restraints tighten around her skin, and it must fucking hurt.
When it's about survival, people ignore a lot of things like pain and discomfort. Their end goal becomes everything they want, everything they see.
It's a mistake. Sooner or later, that pain will catch up to them.
By the time she nearly exhausted herself to the point of no return, I already cuffed her legs and wrists to the bed, making her spread-eagled for my pleasure.
Once she realizes that, Petal stops her useless flailing about, her lips twisting as her head falls on the pillow. "Itachi…don't make me hate you."
"You didn't hate me when I was making all your fantasies come true," I muse.
"I did."
I round the bed so I'm standing in her direct view and yank off my shirt, pants and kick my shoes away.
Her green eyes fill with lust as she watches my every move with a certain expression that she only gives me. An expression where her lips part and her cheeks redden. An expression that says she wants to devour me as much as I want to eat her alive.
"Doesn't look like you hate what you're seeing right now, my pet."
She traps her lower lip under her teeth before she quickly releases it. "If you do this, I won't forgive you."
Her words piss me off and I round the bed again until I'm in direct view behind her.
I shock her and simultaneously slap her porcelain ass cheek. The sound of flesh against flesh echoes in the air. She gasps and it soon turns into a moan as I massage her assaulted skin.
"Do what? Hmm? Make you my slut?" I spank her again and again and she writhes against her bindings even as her ass wiggles in my direction. "Can you smell your arousal in the air, my dirty little slut?"
"I-Ita…" she whimpers, arching her neck so she can stare at me.
I slap her ass in three successive strikes until she shrieks. While she's riding the pain, I thrust two fingers inside her soaked cunt. We groan at the same time as she buries her face in the sheet to hide from her pleasure, but there's no hiding from hide from her pleasure, but there's no hiding from the way her body reacts to me.
How her cunt opens for me, wiggling against me demanding all that I can give.
So I do just that. I finger-fuck her while simultaneously spanking her ass.
"Oh, God, Ita...Ita…"
She's so close, I can taste her release on the tip of my tongue.
"Get on your knees and flatten your tits on the bed," I order her and she scrambles to obey, her knees shaking, her porcelain skin slightly scraped by the tree and whatever scratched her on her run.
"You're not going to forgive me, huh?" My voice is low, dark, as she lowers her cunt against my fingers, chasing her orgasm.
"Do you think pets get a say in what happens to them?"
She mewls, her body covered in perspiration.
"Answer me, my filthy slut."
"N-no," she moans.
"That's right. They don't."
I remove my fingers from her and she growls in frustration.
"That's for having a smart fucking mouth, Pet."
"I-Ita, please." She shakes her ass, demanding I go back. "I'll be good, I promise I'll be good."
I smack her ass and she yelps. "Good how?"
She hesitates before blurting. "I-I'll be a good slut."
A smirk tugs on my lips. "A good slut, huh?"
"Yes, I promise."
I grab my rock hard cock and run it against the juices of her cunt. She moans aloud, her nails digging into her palms. "You're going to be a good girl."
"Yes! Yes!"
I run my cock up to her other hole and she stiffens, her back turning rigid. "I-Ita...no."
"Good girls don't get to choose."
"Itachi, it's…"
"What?"
She swallows, then her voice comes out in a breathy moan. "I-It's my first time."
"All the better," I whisper as I drive the first inch of my cock inside her tight hole.
She shrieks, the sound echoing in the silence.
I thrust three fingers in her soaked cunt, and she gasps then moans not sure which one to fall into. The torture of my dick entering her virgin hole or the pleasure of my fingers inside her needy pussy.
"You love being this helpless, don't you, Pet?" I growl as I drive in another inch.
"P-please...please Itachi, I'm begging you."
"For what?"
"I…" She trails off and I add another inch as I continue to fuck her with my fingers.
"You don't know?" I whisper.
I curl my fingers inside her and she shrieks in the silence. Her orgasm rips through her body in a shudder. I use the chance to slam my dick all the way in, making her scream in both pleasure and pain. I groan deep in my throat at the way she chokes me.
Usually, during their first anal experience, they'd try to squeeze shut, but not my Petal. Could be because of her orgasm or the fact she's enjoying this more than she'll ever admit.
Her release slowly subsides, and she sighs in relief, probably thinking the torture is over.
My little Petal has no idea what she signed up for.
In this position, her head on the mattress, her pink strands sticking to her nape and her skin coated in sweat, she seems like a forbidden fantasy; the type you dream about and can never get enough of.
I start moving into her choking hold and she shrieks, squirming against her bindings. "Itachi! It hurts."
It's probably because her juices are the only lube I used and it's starting to dry out.
"Don't you like it when it hurts, my slut?" I pick up my pace and smack her already red ass for good measure. It's now covered with my fingerprints, the milky white skin marked for my own pleasure.
"You like it when I drive you to the edge." I fuck her harder. "When all you can do is fall."
She mewls against the sheets, her shrieks of pain slowly turning into moans.
"Good girl, my pet."
Those words make her moan through her sobs.
To reward her, I flick her swollen clit over and over again. Her head slides against the sheets as she shifts her ass against my dick, taking more of me inside her.
By the time I slap her again, she's coming all over my cock, milking me, choking me, making me ram into her like a madman in need of an asylum.
My little Petal has become a vital part of my life, there's no way in fuck I'll be able to enjoy anyone else now that I've tasted her, had her completely at my beckoning.
"You're mine, Pet. All fucking mine," I growl as I pull out of her and come all over her red ass.
She moans as my cum coats her stinging skin, marking her, making her mine in all sense of the word.
As I watch my seed trickling down her thighs, sick pleasure envelops me like a halo.
I gather it on my fingers and smear it all over her reddened skin and then fuck it into her tight cunt, making her mewl in both pleasure and exhaustion.
Now that I owned every inch of her, there's no way in fuck I'm giving this up.
Petal might be my way of revenge against her family name. She might be part of the game I'll play against her father and uncle, but my mind is filled with different types of thoughts. Damning thoughts that shouldn't belong in my end goal.
She's mine.
My captive.
My property.
She fucking belongs to me.
This is only the beginning of what I'll do to her.
