His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

178 v. Her Devious Ways

“That’s my condition. I want to go to their restaurant and taste their food incognito. It won’t be so hard to do it by myself right? Plus, won’t I be justified in doing it? I just want quality food to be served during our wedding,” she demanded, sitting across from him as she confidently laid her bold terms.

She didn’t want to look like a fool being shut down by him but he wasn’t even looking at her, he just continued signing the documents in front of him.

They were in his study, a library that has been converted into his office. He justified it by saying he wanted to be with her as much as possible.

Now he won’t even have to be away except when the matter concerns the board’s decision or in very rare circumstances, a matter that needs to be resolved with his presence.

She felt like it has all been done as a way of monitoring her even more. To irritate him, she would barge on his study every time she felt like he was concentrating on his work.

She swears to god she isn’t doing this just for his attention. Or just simply because she missed him.

No, of course not! Why on earth will she do that?

“Listen to me,” she shouted and took away the documents he was signing, throwing them on the marble floor.

He finally looked at her, his eyes dark and burning. She didn’t want to feel this way, but there was something extremely predatory in that low growl he let out as he asked her, “What do you think you are doing?”

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“I am just doing what I do best,” she grinned.

“And that is?” he inquired with deep dissatisfaction in his voice.

“Getting your attention,” she backed away and went back to her seat.

“Ahh, is that it? Are you dissatisfied with the amount of time I am spending on you? That can easily be remedied if that was the case,” he stood up, and now she felt like a fucking midget.

She wanted to cry as he stood towering before her, his large hands already on top of her shoulders. Why did she even wear a sleeveless dress without thinking about the possibility of this dire situation?

“That’s not what I am saying. How can I be dissatisfied over that when we spend almost all the time being together now that you have converted the library into your study?” she bit her lower lip.

Her mind always refused to work when he is near. She can smell his aftershave cologne as it lingered in the air when he leaned to kiss her cheek.

She should get used to it by now. His assaults on her senses always happen anyway. So why is her heart still beating so erratically for him over such simple things?

Shouldn’t there come a point when her body stops reacting to him as much? She heard a deep chuckle from him as she felt her cheeks burn hot.

She let out a scream when he went to her side and without any warnings carried her in his arms. This brute really doesn’t give her much choice.

She gritted her teeth as he carried her and dropped her on the sofa. Yes, an oversized sofa right in his study.

To think adding it there has served just one purpose where she is involved. She blushed further at the thought.

“Ahhh, my sweet love,” he joined her on the sofa and leaned dangerously close to her.

She can think of a lot of things that can go wrong and of course one of the many things that can happen is the possibility of her losing face.

He pinned her on the mattress as he whispered, “Asking for something you know I won’t allow. Isn’t that just something you do to irritate me further?”

She froze. So he knew all along what she has been doing. Why isn’t he getting angry then?

“Don’t worry, I do plan to get even,” like she weighed nothing at all, he sat her on his lap and placed a hand on her buttocks.

“Should I start punishing you for all the delays you have been causing our wedding? Or do you want this to be something more to your pace?” his hot lips pressed on her skin, nibbling a bit as he opened his lips and grazed her skin with his teeth.

Her heartbeat has gone faster when he started unbuttoning his shirt. Just the sight of him doing so made her feel hot all over.

It isn’t fair to have someone she is so determined to hate so physically attractive. Where is the justice in the world when such a mad criminal basically has been created so perfect by the gods?

He grinned when he noticed the way she was looking at him. She hated that she got caught gawking at him.

This bastard already has too much confidence to begin with. It is not fair to her poor little heart that she will be even more contributory to his inflated ego.

“What do you think you are doing?” she lamented at the lack of conviction in her voice.

Surely her words came out just fine, it’s the tone of her voice that’s the matter. She bit her lower lip when he chuckled.

Like a kitten caught in a lion’s paw, she felt like she was being toyed at as he took off his shirt and started unbuttoning hers.

“I didn’t come here for this,” she tried to convince him but even she already felt like she could not readily believe it either.

“Ahhh, of course. That remains to be seen my love, don’t you agree?” she gasped when she felt his hand under her skirt, caressing her skin softly.

This giant beast doing whatever he wanted with her body. She hated that. But also hated herself more a she let out a sigh when he slid her panty to the side.

“I’ll give you a chance to convince me about your reasons for disturbing my work and tossing important documents away just like that,” he teased her, his lips now dangerously close to hers.

“I don’t need to do anything at all. Why should I even try to convince you when you are so stubborn,” she reasoned.

“Then, I’ll see for myself if you really came just to annoy me or was it simply because you missed me,” he grinned.

“No, don’t touch me there,” she let out a sigh as his thumb pressed directly against her clit.

She wondered why a woman’s body is like that. Why was it designed such that a little stimulation from a small button can already drive her mad from wanting?

“Fuck,” she cursed even as she felt her blood rush to her private regions.

“See what I mean about you not being so trustworthy? Your reactions always betray your words. I wonder why you even try to hide it, queenie,” he smiled at her, his eyes filled with that look of intense passion.

“Don’t be so pleased with yourself,” she hissed even when he parted her legs and thrusts his fingers inside.

She felt herself about to lose her mind as he scissored his fingers inside her core, “I find that hard to do, my queen. Not when you look so spent as you pant out your breath. You give me more reasons to feel accomplished. For what is a greater feat than making you needy and wanton with desire.”

“Stop,” she arched her back against his touch as his devious fingers continued to do wonders on her body.

“Ahhh... why should I when I know exactly that you are about to cum,” he teased her cruelly as she let out a sob, her whole body trembling under him.

“Orgasming just from a little touch, my queen. Isn’t that too shameful especially for someone who has veiled intentions such as yourself,” he expressed his amusement as he took off his fingers from inside of her.

“Don’t,” she widened her eyes as he licked off her juices in his hand.

“Please stop now,” she begged him as the evil glint in his eyes remained.

He parted her legs even wider apart as he lowered his head and greedily used his tongue to taste more of her liquids.

She sobbed and shook her head as he continued to devour her tiny body, lapping up her juices but also stimulating it even further, causing her liquids to seep through the mattress.

He was never satisfied with making her cum like this. Not until she completely blanks out and momentarily loses her mind.

His goal has always been to imprint their intimate moments into her memories, making sure she thinks about him even when they are apart.

Such was his greedy nature. She sobbed and let her mind wander into nothing else but an endless abyss. Her body is greeted by waves of pleasure as he enslaves her with his own indulgence.

Surely there must be an end to his endless pursuit of continually driving her out of her mind. But she had no hopes the end itself can be reached today.

Especially not when his fingers held her by her neck and his strong thighs slapped hard against her buttocks.

She let out a most shameless moan as he wrapped her legs around his hips, their bodies becoming one in an old rhythm that was as old as time.

While she does not believe in any of his stories about reincarnated souls and love everlasting, she can feel her body chasing her own high as much as he was chasing his own.

Soon they were clawing at each other, taking and giving pleasure that drove them both mad with ecstasy.

She smiled when he collapsed on top of her, her fingers choosing to tangle with his hair as their sweat and juices combined to coat the air.

“Was that enough convincing?” she teased him.

“No, not at all,” he replied.