Fury

FURY.

Seline.

'After everything, why am I still not satisfied?' I pondered, scratching my hair in frustration as I looked around the room I now shared with Felix. 

I felt so lonely and bored, because unfortunately, he was not around. Felix left the house, about two hours ago to get to a meeting and ever since then, I had been feeling like shit.

"I really need to find something to do while he is always away." I muttered under my breath, while thinking hard about everything.

Just then, he came into my mind and I let out a gasp, my eyes widening in shock.

'How could I have ever forgotten about him?' I pondered, wanting to hit myself on the head. 

I hurriedly checked my phone and realized I didn't have his number so I dashed to my former room, went through my bags till I got my notebook out.

"Martins, Martins, Martins." I whispered repeatedly as I searched and after two minutes, I finally found him and my heart did a triple flip backwards.

I wanted to call him but remembered he was a CEO and could be in a meeting or something, so I decided to text instead. I just hope he saw and replied to it.

"Hi martins. It's Seline and long time no see. Please do not be alarmed that I am just messaging you out of the blue, I just wanted to know if the offer for me to come work with you was still available." I read out loud, satisfied and then pressed the send button.

I dropped my phone, decided to go get a fruit or something from the kitchen but never expected to find a message on my phone from martins.

My heart skipped a beat, my fingers shaking as I tried to open the message when my phone started to ring. 

I gave a shriek, taken aback and almost dropped my phone to the ground but was quick enough to handle things.

"Whoa! Hello there. See who decided to reach out after some years." Martin's cheerful voice greeted me as soon as I picked up the call and I felt like the ground should open up and swallow me.

'Have I really been that neglectful?' I pondered, tightening my grip on the phone and biting my lower lips hard.

"I am so sorry Martins. Please forgive my ignorance and good afternoon to you too." I greeted him, trying to fake my tone to be as cheerful as his.

"Awww, isn't that so sweet? You apologizing when you really did nothing wrong." Martin commented and I went mute, not knowing what to say at first.

"Ofcourse I did something wrong and I have to apologize. I didn't keep in contact after turning you down then, and now I am only reaching out because I need that help." I reminded him just in case he had forgotten, feeling extremely terrible.

'God! What sort of human was I?' I pondered, feeling my stomach tightened, whether from fear that Martin would just laugh at me and end the call, or from disgust with myself.

And like I feared, Martin did laugh. I shut my eyes tightly, prepared to hear the dial button pressed and the call ending but none of that happened.

I froze.

"Aren't you adorable? Anyways that's the past so I have no time to cling to it." He said and I let out a sigh of relief, wanting to cry out my thanks to God.

"And I still stand on my words. You did nothing wrong, you just saw a better opportunity and went for what suited you. Don't ever apologize for putting yourself first." He warned and my heart gave a kick-start.

"That's a good attribute for business and about that offer. Yes, it still stands but would you be available to meet tomorrow morning around 8 to discuss more about it, since it's already so late?" He questioned.

"Yes." I yelled, feeling so excited. Finally, I get to work.

"Alright. See you tomorrow." Martin said and then dropped the call, while I did a twirl dance around the house.

"Finally I get to work again." I sang, trying to adjust my clothing as I entered the bathroom to take a shower for the day. I was finally relieved and relaxed.

.........

........

"So I got the job." I babbled happily to Damian through the video call, who arched his eyeballs at me.

"You mean just an interview after everything you just explained to me." He corrected and I let out a sigh, face-palming myself.

"And what is that supposed to mean? It's literally the same thing." I told him and he just chuckled, shaking his head sideways.

"No sugar. An interview means you can still get cancelled." He said and all colors drained out of my face, as I realized he was right.

"As a matter of fact, you can still get cancelled even when you have the job." He added and I felt like dying.

"So what do you suggest I do?" I inquired from him and his expression tightened.

"Find out whom the person trying to ruin you is and ruin he or her before they try it again." He said and I gulped, feeling saliva gathered in my mouth.

"You say it like it's so easy." I pointed out with a frown and he just shrugged.

"Do something Seline. I have got to go now so call me if you need anything else." He said and I nodded, before blowing a kiss at him to which he caught with a wink.

I closed my laptop, wondering who could be the villain in my story that Damian kept warning me about.

'Perhaps I inform Felix about it so he can help?' I pondered, having second thoughts and a bad feeling about it.

"A penny for your thoughts." A deep voice whispered into my ear and I shivered, especially when he licked my earlobe, nibbling on it.

'Think of the devil and they shall appear.' I thought, and just then my phone in my hand right in front of us vibrated with a message from Martin about a change of time, for our meet up tomorrow.

Felix read it too and immediately the air around us went 50 degrees and I trembled, wanting to wrap my hand around myself all of a sudden.

'Why was it so cold?' I pondered when;

"Who is Martin and why the hell is he sending you a time for meet-up?" He questioned and I pressed my lips together.

"Shit!" I cursed under my breath, somehow not wanting Felix to find out about this.

Seeing I was not responding, he immediately turned my chair around to face him, my face a few inches away from his as he glared at me.

Fear crawled into my heart for I have never seen him like this for awhile.

"I believe I am talking to you." He growled and a lump formed in my throat, my palms growing sweaty.

"He is just a friend whom I asked his help for a job." I answered, hoping to calm him but rather it seemed my answers worsened things.

Felix's eyes darkened as he raised his hand up, clenching it into fists especially when I pushed him off me and tried to walk away. 

He grabbed me tightly by my wrists, almost bruising me as he shoved me against the wall.

"Let me go." I tried saying but they disappeared into my mouth when Felix suddenly punched the wall hard behind us.

I jumped, my heart in my mouth as I tried my best not to scream. 

He suddenly left me, probably seeing the fear in my eyes, entering the bathroom to clean up.

I almost crumbled to the floor in relief, breathing fast. What was that?

'Did something happen at work?' I could only think. He came out right after, his eyes lingering all over my body as he took, slow but long strides towards me. 

My palms grew sweaty as I fidgeted with my dress, unable to look away from his eyes which seemed to be calling me.

"H-h-hi" I stuttered as he reached my side, trying not to show how nervous I was. 

Just as he inched closer to me, I moved backward into the bed, and he bent over, placing his hands on both my sides, caging me.

His breath was so close to my face, our nose almost touching when I suddenly looked away, trying to shift but found I could not. 

Just then I noticed the blood stain on his knuckles and immediately sat up, hitting my head with his.

He didn't even flinch but I let out a moan filled with pain. 

It was just like I had hit a rock, I suddenly felt dizzy and was about to fall to the bed when he caught me into his arms, wrapping it around me protectively.

I felt warm but placed my hand on my head to ease the pain, hoping it wouldn't swell. 

Why does he have a stone for a head? 

Just then, I remembered what I saw and turned to look at his knuckles; it was bloody red and bruised like he had punched something.

"Why didn't you clean up?" I demanded, but he just ignored me and brought my head closer to his before taking my lips in his. 

My mind suddenly went blank, thoughts scattering like leaves.

My eyes were wide open as he just nibbled on my lips, his hands wrapping around my waist and drawing him closer to him, leading me to place my hands on his chest, feeling how heavily built he was.

He stopped, probably noticing I wasn't responding, then got to his feet and moved to my front. 

I just watched him, speechless with no emotions, not knowing exactly what to feel or say at the moment.

All I could feel was my pulse as he moved his hands to his shirt and undid the buttons, pulling it off him, exposing his chest and enormous six-packs.

I felt saliva gathering in my mouth and gulped it down, unable to take my eyes away. 

He moved towards his belt and undid it, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling it down with his boxers.

I sat on the bed, unblinking and trying to process all I just saw. 

The thin line of my brows jumped in surprise, my eyes slamming shut before I opened them to see his cock, looking angry red, hard, and thick.

My lips parted on its own as he suddenly moved closer and guided his dick into my mouth, his eyes on mine. 

I just followed my instincts and licked the tip before sucking on his length.

I noticed as he closed his eyes, his head tilted back, throat exposed, letting out a groan.

"Damn! This feels so good". Hearing him say that brought a wave of satisfaction into me, and I strangely desired to hear more, so I started sucking onto his length like it was a lollipop.

I wasn't that good, but I managed to lick his cock, drawing on his tip, feeling a little sticky substance in my mouth. 

He moved his hands deeper into my hair and shoved himself further into my mouth, hitting my throat and almost making me choke as he went in and out, groaning at intervals.

Saliva splattered from my mouth, into his dick, down to my cleavage, but he didn't care and just increased his pace, gripping my hair tightly.

I found myself moving with his rhythm, enjoying his assault, when suddenly, he moaned, and I felt a whole lot of liquid in my mouth.

He removed himself from my mouth, commanding me with a strict gaze.

"Swallow it." I had no choice and did, finding whatever he spilled into my mouth, salty and a bit sour.

He laid me gently on the bed and got on top of me, careful not to hit my ankle as he ripped my dress apart.I gasped but he silenced me with a kiss. 

He moved away from my mouth and trailed kisses downwards to my neck, bitting on it before moving to my chest area, kneading my boobs with both his hands before taking it into his mouth.

I let out a moan, taking my lower lips into my mouth as he bit my nipples, teasing the tip with his tongue while fondling the other. 

I arched my back into his hands as he moved down to my pussy, and teased it.

I felt myself getting wet in his hands and wanted more, especially when he started fingering me and using his hard-on to tease my entrance at the same time. 

I moaned out, almost pleading when he moved into me.

I breathed heavily and threw my head back from pleasure as he started to move in me, the pleasure I got from continuously having my nipples bitten making me scream out, as I wetted the bed.

'This is so good,' I thought, for it felt like I was melting, my inside squirming, adjusting to his length and desiring it. 

His hips moved, and my body swayed at each thrust, my breasts moving, sweat dripping from him onto me. Soon, I started to feel something build in me and whimper.

"Yes, kitten, cum for me," He whispered into my ear, licking my earlobe in the process; that did it as I let out a very long scream, releasing all over his cock and on the bed.

He continued thrusting, probably not reaching his climax yet, but then, he emitted a deep sigh, and I felt something warm being released in me before he collapsed onto my body. 

"Catch your breath before we are going BDSM in the next minute." He said, getting off my body and leaving me in the room trembling badly, beads of sweats appearing on my forehead.