Chapter 2
As soon as fresh air touched my face I sighed in relief. I was away from him, for the time being. I was well aware of the deal I had made, but I had no choice. I loved my brother, I could not live with the idea that he would be tortured and murdered, not when I could have prevented just that from happening.
I walked home, to my little apartment. Not sure how to feel now. My brother had always been revolving between different layers of society. This time, he had made a few mistakes. Gambling with his life and taking stuff that was not his. They had felt they were being set up, and blamed my brother for it. I needed him to be free.
It started raining just before I walked towards my block. I lived up in the highest floor, always enjoying sitting up my balcony, watching the world around me while I sat still. This time not even the view helped me feel better.
'What have I done?' I wondered softly. He would come for me, I was sure of that. What did he exactly mean when he wanted me to be his? He mentioned me living in his house, but as what? A servant, a cook a-? Deep down inside he must have meant something a little different that those...
I shuddered and stared outside. Would he save my brother tonight? Or would he wait a few days? What was his plan?
I did not have to wait long to find out. The next evening there as a loud knocking on my door. I took a deep breath, and opened the door, very surprised to see my brother Jason standing there.
'Jason?!' I almost screamed. He smiled and took me in his arms.
'Hazel! Hazel you are alright!' he said. I laughed.
'Off course I am, you where the one in trouble!' He watched me with a funny look on his face and then pushed me inside, closing the door behind us.
'I saw ho came for me Hazel. You have made a deal with Riddick, haven't you?' he asked me. It sounded like he was accusing me.
'Because of you, you fool! You wouldn't have lived if he hadn't saved you.'
Jason frowned.
'He saved me yes, but he killed an entire family to make sure they would never be able to do this again. That's insane Hazel. That man is a monster. What did he ask of you in return?' I swallowed and suddenly felt stupid for going to Riddick last night, even while my brother was standing right before me, safe and sound.
'Without me you would be dead Jason, you could be just thankful you know…' I said, turning around and walking towards my couch. Jason sighed.
'I am thankful, but you have to tell my what you promised him in return Hazel. Maybe I can-' I cleared my throat.
'He wanted me Jason.' Suddenly it was dead silent in the apartment.
'What?!' Jason asked. I nodded.
'He expected me to come, he had thought about it. I agreed, for your sake.' Jason walked over towards me, his mouth open.
'My life is not worth it,' he said. I shook my head.
'To me it is, besides, the deal was done yesterday. You are free. I am his to take.' Jason's eyes grew wide.
'And that's it? You just let him have you?' he asked, astonished. I sighed.
'What would you have done Jason? What if I had been kidnapped and probably murdered or tortured? Would you have let me die?' I asked, tears in my eyes.
'I would have come for you myself Hazel!' he screamed. I stood.
'Well I couldn't, I know nothing about fighting, or killing. I don't even own a fucking gun! So stop sulking and just be thankful!' I shouted right back. I saw he was worried for me, but the deal was done and I had known the consequences before I started.
'I am thankful Hazel, but- I can't live with the idea that the world's biggest murderer and convict is fucking my little sister. And that I can do nothing about it.'
I shook my head.
'Get out then. Leave.' Jason shook his head and turned.
'When will he come for you?' he asked. I remained silent. It was no use. Riddick would kill him like it was nothing and take me nonetheless.
'Go Jason. Live. I paid with my life for yours, so you better start living it in a good way,' I said. I say his eyes water, before he turned and left, leaving me all alone, waiting for the big bad wolf to come an collect me.
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2 Days I spent worrying. I ate less than normal, every sound making me jump. At night I didn't even dared to sit upon my balcony, afraid Riddick would suddenly appear. Not that it mattered. I would go with him willingly.
I had a feeling he would come for me in the night, when everybody would be sleeping. The world would be dark and nobody would even see him. I was right.
I had cooked myself a small meal and was just cleaning up when I heard a soft knocking on my door. I almost dropped the plate I was washing. I dried my hands and walked towards the door. I took a deep breath and opened it, not surprised to see him standing outside my door.
'Good evening miss Capone,' he grinned. I nodded and took a step back to let him in. He was not only bigger than me, but also broader. He was very muscular and everything about him screamed he was a strong man. A dangerous man.
I closed the door and watched how he walked around my apartment, looking at my things before he turned and looked at me.
'Your brother has visited you,' he said. I nodded.
'So that is my proof I kept my end of our bargain, correct?' he asked. I nodded again. His grin was wide.
'Good.'
I didn't dare to move and watched him take me in.
'You remember what I want?' he asked. I breathed in slowly.
'Yes.' His grin expanded.
'I want a piece of payment tonight, miss Capone,' he mocked. I watched him, question written in my eyes.
'What do you mean. You mentioned that I would have to live with you and-' he took a step in my direction, silencing me instantly.
'I did, and you will. But before we leave, I want to see you are willing. And that you are mine.' I was confused and raised my brows in question. He smiled and threw his jacket off his shoulders.
'I will see what is mine tonight, all of it,' he taunted, letting his eyes roam my body, still advancing on me. He was driving me into my bedroom, until I hit the wall and he was just before me.
'You see, I have special interest in you, ever since I heard about your existence. I knew about your father, your mother and your brother, but nobody ever told me about you. Until a few months ago, when your parents died. You father was surrounding himself with the wrong people, just like your brother did. Even you mother paid the price. I thought your brother would have come to me, asking for help. Revenge. But he didn't.'
I swallowed, not sure how to react to that. Why did he have a special interest in me?
'I'm not special,' I said. He grinned.
'No?' He asked, letting a finger trace my cheekbone. I shook my head.
'I am not.' His grin never left his face.
'Well, to me you are. And I intend to find out everything there is about you.' His voice, his words… everything made me shudder. I felt one hand gripping my neck lightly, while the other was kneading my breast a little rougher then needed.
'Since you did not run and you are behaving so good, I will give you a choice tonight,' he said, his mouth hot against my ear. I felt his tongue lick my shell.
'I can fuck you right here, against this wall, hard and long. Or you can take the lead and lead for a little bit, hmm?' he asked.
I shuddered thinking about him having his way with me.
'I- I don't know,' he laughed hard. I felt his whole body shake from it.
'You don't know, hmm? Why is that?' he mocked me. I looked up, seeing his eyes look right into mine. I swallowed.
'Hmm?' he asked again when I remained silent. I felt like crying.
'I have never- done this, so I don't know,' I finally said. I saw his eyes grow wider at that news, his grin gone for a moment, before he regained it.
'Well, well. That's something. So you will be mine completely then. In that case, we will go slow. I want to enjoy this,' he said. He smiled and pulled me from the wall before he tossed me on the bed, walking towards me.
'A virgin you say, that's something I had not seen coming…' He removed his boots and shirt, with only his jeans on he sat down on the bed. I sat up, completely afraid.
'And still you think you're not special, hmm?' He taunted me. I moved back on the bed, suddenly very afraid. His muscular chest was close, almost to close. His arms were huge and strong and scared me to death.
'Come here,' he bid, pulling me closer by my ankle. He sat up and pulled me on his lap, his hands on either side of my hips.
'I want you to undress,' he said, his hands gripping my thighs. He helped me stand and then lied back on the bed, like I was about to give him some sort of show.
When I just stood there, he cocked his head to the side.
'Come on little Hazel, show me your body. Before I decide to just take you myself,' he taunted. I swallowed and pulled my sweater up and over my head. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was glad I was wearing my black underwear. The bra was simple, but black made me look better than the white ones. I saw his eyes followed my every move. I undid my belt and stepped out of my jeans, standing before him in nothing more than my bra and black panties.
'Beautiful, he murmured, moving up. I took a step back, afraid he would advance on me, but he didn't.
I licked my lips nervously, something he noticed.
'Undress,' he said when I stopped moving. I took a deep breath and slowly removed my bra, shielding my breasts from his gaze. He shook his head.
'When I am done with you, shy is something you won't be anymore. Go on.'
I could not believe he wanted me to get naked in front of him. It was so humiliating. I pulled my panties down and stepped out of them, still keeping my hands before my breasts. His eyes glimmered even more now I was naked.
'Such a good girl. I like that.' He cocked his head to the side and made room for me on the bed.
'Lie down,' he ordered. I slowly did. He chuckled when I kept my arms in place.
He took my wrists in his hand and forcefully pulled them up, without any hesitance he pulled the belt from his jeans and tied me to the bedposts.
'Well, now that I can see all of you…'he murmured. I closed my eyes, feeling how his hands kneaded my breasts and fingered my nipples. He was being more gentle than before, I noticed.
He roamed my stomach and lower, until he met my closed legs. A chuckle escaped his lips.
'I don't know how much you enjoy being bound. So shall I bind you ankles too or are you being a good girl and open your legs for me?' he said. I shuddered and felt a tear escape my eyes when I even so slowly opened my legs for him. He moved lower on the bed until he sat between my legs, opening them as wide as I could.
'Well, well, such a pretty girl.' I felt his fingers slide through my folds. He did this slowly, gently. He let one finger probe me a bit before he found my clit and massaged it.
'You're getting wet Hazel, pretty fast if you ask me.' He chuckled, pushing one finger inside. He kept massaging my clit.
'Ah I found your hymen, a true virgin. Not special you say?' he chuckled again and pumped me steadily with his finger. I started feeling my orgasm coming, and I was sure he did too. I started to shiver and felt him add a finger, what was a bit unpleasant. I winced.
'Shh shh, better prepare you a little bit, I don't want to rip that pretty tight cunt of yours,' he said, pulling his fingers from within me right before I came. He knew that, of course.
To be continued…..