Chapter 14 Not now, not ever

Nothing.
Simple nothing.
He didn't tried to touch me or force me to do something I didn't wanted. After having delicious dinner, he helped me clean up the kitchen and led us towards my room. I was scared at first but as we entered the room, he motioned me to get on bed. Without disobeying him, I did what I was told. Shockingly, he just removed his shirt and pants, leaving only boxers behind, disappeared in bathroom.
Now it had been ten minutes since he had been showering and doing god knows what, probably jacking off. But I was grateful. And one more thing, my phone was vanished. Somehow I knew he had it. When? No idea.
My thoughts interrupted when the door of the bathroom opened and I just couldn't help but stare at God like creature in front of me. At first when people used to compliment someone by saying they look like God, I laughed but now since I had met this devilious man, I had forgotten my senses.
He stood near bathroom door with a towel wrapped around his torso, hanging loosely on his waist, his strong muscular arms flexing as he ruffled his hairs as drops of water dripped down his torso and disappeared behind the towel. His shoulders were wide, his arms covered with layers of thick defined muscles, his torso lacked even an single fibre of fat. And I caught myself staring at the sexy trail of V line that disappeared under the towel. And oh my God! Were those scars? His firm and hard chest was decorated in so much scar tissue, faded, some new, some old.
"That gaze is dangerous, Dr. Quintin..." I came back to reality when the devil spoke. His eyes held no emotion but a small smirk was dancing on his lips. And I realised he had caught me starring at him.
Redness flushed over my cheeks, and I averted my gaze from him and turned around.
"You-you have so...many...scars." I didn't knew why I initiated it but I wanted to know. As a doctor, curiosity got the best of me. I wasn't facing him anymore, so I couldn't saw his face but I could hear shuffling and ruffling of clothes.
"My childhood was rough." I heard him saying, his voice deep and hard, laced with no emotion.
I was going to ask him how did he got these, but next moment I felt the bed dipping behind me as a strong arm was smacked around my waist. I gasped as I was abruptly turned around and my chest hit the very naked and hard chest of Silvio Salvatore.
"Wh-what're you doing?" I panicked. I knew he was going to sleep here but I never expected him to sleep with me. I thought maybe he would decently took couch or another spare bedroom. Then again, nothing was decent about this beast.
"What does it look like?" He said, staring down at me mischievously.
"I thought-"
"You thought wrong. I'm not leaving you, Sadie. Paste this one damn thing in your mind." I let out a sharp breath as distance between us reduced and he securely and possessively tightened his arm around me, making me almost jump on him. I was thankful that I was wearing clothes, a lot more.
So he had already planned everything? Did he really wanted me in that way?
He was a killer, a tormentor, a man who know nothing but killing. I couldn't be with a man like him. My hardwork of years, my humanity, my sentiments would be crushed if I ever let him have me. And again, my morals didn't agreed to be with him. He killed for living and I save for living. We were opposite, belonging to completely different world, he knew no limit.
"You can't want me...like that." I whimpered, panicking as his hand swept under my sweatshirt. I took breathless breaths as his cold hands caressed my warm skin. I couldn't take this anymore.
"I have a boyfriend!" I nearly shouted and his hands instantly stopped. I had a confession to make, I was already regretting.
"You have a boyfriend." GOD! Save me! His voice was deep and dark, no emotion but underlying rage. I could feel it ?ause his hands were starting to squeeze my waist. I whimpered when his fingers digged deeper.
"We're...engaged." Knowing the consequences, I again lied. Only in hope that he would let me go, realising that I was taken. But this didn't seemed to be the result, instead I was abruptly flipped on my stomach as his huge body nestled on top of me.
"Engaged, I see." Raged, angry and malicious. He was angry.
"Wait-"
I was hushed when he grabbed my waist and effortlessly flipped me on my back. I let out a startled squeal, as his grey steely metallic eyes penetrated through my soul. My breathing shortened as he leaned into me, holding my gaze. A hand rested on above my head and other gripping my waist.
"Keep one fucking thing in your pretty little head, no man can have the audacity to touch you...except me. This fucking body of yours is mine." I wanted to speak, to deny his claim but looking into his grey enchanting eyes rendered me speechless. His fingers nudged apart my thighs before he pulled my pants down as heat crept through me.
"Silvio," I whimpered breathlessly as his fingers traced the hem of my panties. This was wrong, sooo wrong! I couldn't let this happen to me, not when I know I would lose my sanity if I ever let this man tame me in his colours. I immediately placed my hands on his naked chest and tried to push him away but with strength of a lion, he quickly removed his hand from my panties and captured my wrists in punishable hold.
"Now, now...where do you think you will go?" He said raising his perfect thick brows. "You need to know one thing about me, Cara, if I have my eyes on you, then I expect you to be mine and if you act like a bad girl.." he leaned in closer, my breathing rapidly growing. "I know how to tame bad girls."
I watched as he gave a jerk to my wrists, and stared down at me for a moment before he let go of my wrists. The movement was so masculine and dominating, and it elicited a wave of goosebumps on my body.
I couldn't think straight anymore, everything felt so wrong yet so demanding. I wanted but at the same time I was scared of consequences.
His eyes were darkened with what I presumed was desire. And here I was getting ready to burn in his flames.
He toppled over me, securing his arm around me and flipped us on bed, with me on top of him. My head resting on his chest and he was wrapping me in his overly poisonous hold. My breathing was quick and so heavy. I wanted to scream, to tell him to leave me the hell alone. But I swallow my fear, I was too vulnerable and he was unpredictable. He pulled the blanket from under me with one strong tug and patted my head.
"Sleep." He said in his husky voice. Ignoring the disoriented darkness in my room, and the choking feeling in my throat, I gulped down the fear and tried to turn on my side.
"Don't move." He growled lowly. His one muscular arm was stretched over pillow and other was wrapped around me, possessively. However, breathing evenly was impossible cause my crotch was nestled against the hard length of his cock. And I knew he was naked, all bare.
It felt like I was wholly lying on him, with my legs straddling him and my head on his chest. I could feel heat radiating off his body.
I didn't knew how long we lied there, but eventually, his warmth seeped through me and I relaxed on him. Exhaustion rippled through me and I caught myself falling asleep, in arms of my captor. His chest was rising slowly, so I knew he was already asleep but his hold didn't seemed to loosened.
My lids grew heavy, and I lost the battle of thoughts as sleep sung beautiful melodies.
By the time I woke up, Silvio was gone. And I was gald, because I didn't knew how I would face him after spending a night in his arms. Everytime, I think about him, his naked body molded against mine, generated heat in me.
I had work today. And early in morning I received a call from hospital, regarding the serious condition of woman who had sugery last week.
Spending whole day in hospital distracted my mind from the tormentor, Silvio Salvatore. And thankfully, Sophie and Ruby didn't knew anything about the night at club. They said they were in bathroom, for which I was grateful. I seriously didn't wanted anyone to know how much this man was affecting me, both mentally and physically.
I was done for the day when I ran into Eric.
"Eric, hey." I said smilingly. We had a good time on dinner few days ago, he seemed to be a nice man. We were friends since college days but never talked much but since we worked in same hospital, we were starting to share more talks. Under different circumstances-like if a crazy psycho wasn't stalking me or I didn't had an crazy ex-I might consider going out with Eric. He was the MOST handsome or like guys who work at gym, but he was nice with nice tall frame and nice lean body.
"Sadie! How're you? I'm seeing you like-"
"After two days?" I laughed as he scrunched his nose trying to remember.
"Yeah! Exactly." He said laughing with me. His soft features were ecstatic.
"So, umm...I had this another seminar on wednesday and let me tell you, if previous one was big then this is going to be bigger like hundreds of business tycoons and benefactors of our hospitals would be there." He said running his hands, trying yo explain how much important it was. Yeah, I remembered, Sophie told me about this last week but me being me, forget everything.
"That's gret. So what's you topic for this one?" I asked giving him an assuring smile. His lips suddenly opened wide as he grinned.
"My favourite! Well not my favourite thing to encounter but I wanted to speak on this since forever." Without him telling me topic I already knew what he wanted.
"Female foeticide." I siad nodding my head. He was right, it was a najor problem here, and all around the world. Women are regarded as useless.
"Well all the very best for that." I said, smiling and was about to walk past him when he grabbed my arm. I turned and looked at him with raised brow.
"I was thinking...if...you would like to..go with me...actually-"
"Your date dumped you?" I grinned as he smiled back before nodding.
"Sure." I assured him. Going to seminar, and having something different would probably wander my mind off things for time being.
Waving him bye, I called an uber. I couldn't afford to walk home alone like last time. I was sitting in seat when my mind thought of all the things happened in past few days. Gerard calling Olivia being one of them. Thinking of Olivia, I needed to call her, to ask of everything was alright.
I felt relieved when I reached my apartment. Fumbling through my keys, I opened the door and sighed relieved, I was home. Discarding my stilletos on doorstep, closing the door, shrugging off the suit jacket, I rushed towards the bathroom. I needed a hot nice shower.
And I was trying my hardest to not think about man who spend whole night with me.
Stop it, Sadie!
I needed to forget about him, he was a bad news. However, the hospital shift was hectic today. I was so physically drained, and it took all my energy to rushed towards the bathroom. Discarding my clothes, I instantly jumped in the shower stall, and let the water flowed down on my body.
I did too much thinking earlier, thinking about possibilities of him killing me probably, his desire for me was clear but what after his desire was full filled? I didn't wanted to know. I should trying to figure out what to do about killer, the man who would ruin me, but my mind simply refused to go there.
I would thought about him later, when I had some sleep and rest and my mind wasn't so fried.
Wrapping a towel around my chest, and one wrapping around my dripping hairs, I opened the door and steeped out, and jumped startled with a terrifying scream.
"Ahh..!"
Though it was dark in room and less amount of moonlight was coming through sheer curtains of my window, but I instantly recognised the muscular frame of man who was sitting on my bed, wearing a black suit.
Silvio Salvatore was sitting on my bed, watching me, with his hooded gaze trained on my face.
"Why so surprised? Weren't you expecting me?" He rised fluidly to his feet. "Or...you were expecting someone else?"
I gasped for air, adrenaline pumping through my veins as he walked towards me, his large body moving with predatory ease.
"You... what're you doing here." My knees knocked together and instinctively clenched my fists on towel that was wrapped around me, clutching it to cover my body.
"Didn't I told you...I will be back." He stopped a couple of feet away from me, his eyes gleaming with darkness. "But..you seem to forget my warnings."
"Why are you here?" My heart felt ike it was about to jump out of my throat. "What do you want?"
His lips twitched in dark amusement.
"You probably know what I want from you."
Oh god! My skin felt so hot and icy. My pulse jacked up even more.
"Get out." He narrowed his eyes, glint of rage shining in them.
I took another step back, my gaze flickering to room door for a fraction of second. Would I make it there before he caught me?
"Don't try it. If you run...I will chase you."
I continue backing away.
"I told you I'm not sleeping with you."
"You will." He came towards me, and I backed up more, my stomach twisting. I know what sexual assault could do to woman. I didn't knew if i could survive being raped by a killer.
My trembling hand touched the knob of bathroom door. But before i could twist it, his palm slapped against the door on each side of me, caging me between his strong arms.
"You can't escape me, Cara," he said darkly. "Not now. Not ever. You might as well get used to it."
He wasn't touching me but he was so close that I could feel the heat radiating off him. From this close proximity, I could see couple of tiny scars on his brows and head but these imperfections were adding a deadly edge to his magnetism, intensifying his eyes and handsome face. I couldn't do anything but stare at lethally beautiful killer holding me captive.
I didn't knew how I would survive another night with him.
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