Breaking Rules

When I regained consciousness, I was lying on a soft bed. I quickly looked around, realizing I wasn’t in my apartment, and I became nervous because I couldn’t see anything. There is no light anywhere I go. Something touched me in my nervousness.

I was about to run when I felt someone take my pulse. I could see a body lying on the bed. He drew me in and wrapped his arms around my waist. He seemed familiar, but I’m still terrified. As a result, unwanted thoughts entered my mind.

What if it was all a dream, and Azazel never came to save me? That they didn’t… What happens if those…

I was about to scream when I smelled the man’s familiar scent. Azazel. I gradually calmed down and let him hug me around the waist. He drew his body closer to mine. He pressed his face against my neck.

My eyes wandered at what he’d done. I sighed and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and cleared my mind. My hand was resting on my stomach while his hand caressed my waist up to my stomach, and he held my hand. He caressed it, which made my stomach churn. My lips twitched.

Is he still sound asleep?

Azazel nuzzled my neck, and I could feel his warm breathing. I licked my lips and bit it. I could tell he hadn’t slept because his breathing wasn’t that heavy. I looked around, but I couldn’t figure out where we were. I couldn’t be in the apartment because the bed on which we were sleeping was larger than my usual bed. I’ve also never had a black blanket.

Before calling his name, I puffed up my cheeks.

“A-Aza-z-zel,” he moved slightly but did not respond.

I called him again. But still, no response. He simply pulled me in closer. And I felt his body; he’s still half-naked. He didn’t bother getting dressed. I could feel him nuzzling deeper into my neck. I couldn’t help but bite my lower lip.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I rested one hand on his arm and gently shook it. I heard him groaned, as if he was awakened from his deep slumber.

So I called him again.

“A-za-z-zel.”

He hummed on my neck, “Hmm?” I could feel the vibration as he did it.

I quickly close my eyes before taking a deep breath. “I just wanted to a-ask s-somet-t-thing.”

“What is it?” he asked, his face moving. I could see his eyes staring at me as he leaned over me.

I looked him in the eyes. “W-What happened to those m-men?”

His brows drew together, and his face darkened. He’s enraged yet again. I averted my gaze and heard him sigh repeatedly as if he was calming himself.

He stumbled closer to me after a while. He allowed my head to rest on his chest. My small body ran over his one hand, which was wrapped around my stomach.

He leaned in and hugged me. My face is still against his chest. I felt his chin resting on my head. He caresses my hair. He was constantly stroking my hair, which I noticed.

He kissed my brow. “Sleep, Sera. I’m here, they’re not going to hurt you, they can’t hurt you.”

I dozed off again in his arms. I was deep in slumber when I felt someone on top of me. On both of my wrists, I felt something cold. That is until I heard a clicked sound. I opened my eyes and adjusted to the light. The room wasn’t very bright, but it was enough for me to see the person above me. When I saw his gray eyes, my lips parted. It was so cold as it stared at me and raked my entire body.

I tried to push him, but I was handcuffed to the bed. My chest was tense, especially because I could see how he was staring at me. He didn’t bother to hide the uncomfortable emotions that were reflected in his eyes. He gave me a lustful look. I gulped down my own saliva. He was already back to his old self. Azazel who comforted me earlier is no longer present to console me. Azazel is back to being cold, harsh, and ruthless.

But instead of being scared, I felt something else. He’s waking up something in me.

Azazel stood up and took a cup of wine. He drank it and lit a cigarette. I noticed how he lit it up while looking at me. I paused biting my lower lip as I examined his body. I only just took a good look at it. His complexion isn’t that white, he’s not tanned, and his skin tone is just right. His body is not a joke. I’d say he’s got a body to die for. Just by looking at him, you can tell he has a tough body. He has broad shoulders, a chiseled chest, and six tight abs. Any woman would want to have her body touched. They will do everything just to be with him for one night.

How shallow.

But it wasn’t his body’s beauty that drew my attention. I’m not sure if I’m imagining things, but I can see scars on his body from where I am. Others have long stripes that look like they came from a whip. There were cigarette burns on his chest. I sighed at what I saw. When I heard him curse, I turned to look at him.

His jaw is clenched. He rubbed his palm over the lit cigarette. And I can’t help but cringe at what he did. That must be painful. He turned his back on me, but what I saw surprised me even more. His back is covered in lash scars.

My tears welled up.

“Don’t fucking stare at my body!” I gasped at his sudden scream. I saw the rage in his eyes when he looked at me. But I can feel his embarrassment deep within him.

I swallowed and had the courage to ask him. “W-Wh-hat h-happened?”

His jaw clenched even more. He blew out a burst of air and averted his gaze.

“You don’t have to know,” he said softly but coldly. He drank another glass of wine before approaching me again.

My heart began to pound again as I imagined what he would do to me. I noticed him licking his lips while staring at my face. I sighed as he walked up to me. I was right in the middle of his thighs. When he suddenly leaned into me, my whole body shook. He touched the side of my face with his hand.

As he saw me swallow, the corner of his mouth raised. I tried to resist, but I was only hurt by the handcuffs on my wrists.

“L-Let m-me gg-go.”

But instead of listening, he simply stared at me. My eyes widened when I saw a gun. That’s the gun I saw on him earlier. I became especially tense. He looks so serious.

“I told you, Sera, to be a good girl…”

My body trembled as he pointed the gun at me. “… but you didn’t.”

He brought his body even closer to me. I could feel the cold metal of his gun. It was on my temple. As his lips touched my ear, I clenched my fists. The heat of his breath rekindled the strange heat in my body. But I was still afraid of what he would do to me.

“You’ve been a very bad girl to me, amore,” he said slowly as if he was luring me in some strange way.

When I felt it starting to go down further, I bit my lower lip. That landed in the center of my chest. My breathing becomes heavy, and my breath rate rises and falls. The cold of the gun as it slid over my body made my fur stand on end.

“And you know what I do to bad girls?” He inhaled the bite and licked my ear. “I punished them, real … fucking … hard.” His gun stopped in my stomach. I was just wearing his polo and my undergarments.

Until he took the gun from me and pointed it at me. Is he going to kill me now? I close my eyes tightly, and I can feel my eyes welling up with tears once more. My heart continues to pound. I heard him pull the trigger, but I didn’t feel any pain or hear anything loud. Until I heard him evilly chuckle.

“Oops, I forgot to put a bullet in the gun.”

I took a deep breath.

He pulled his body away from me and gave me a close look. This time he was smirking at me. A teardrop dripped from my eye. I’m not sure how I’m going to react. I know he’s playing with me right now. His gaze was directly in my direction. As I looked at him, I swallowed. My eyes are still wet. I noticed him licking his lips sensuously.

He kept coming to me. He moved one arm to my side while the other caressed my waist up to the side of my chest.

“Baby, you should know by now that I can’t kill you,” he said, bringing his forehead close to mine. We breathe each other’s air.

“But I want to fucking punish you for being a bad girl, hmm.”

My body trembled as he pressed his body even more firmly against me. When I felt his hard thing on my stomach, I swallowed. I shivered as he caressed my thigh. He was already kissing me on the lips. It was just a touch, but it brought thousands of sensations to my body.

“D-Don’t A-Azazel …”

He sensually bit my lips and sucked them afterward. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning at what he was doing to me.

“I want to skin you alive with my tongue,” he said softly on my lips. His caress on my thigh became even more intense.

His kisses found their way to my neck. It was so wet and sensual. I couldn’t help but extend my hands. I want to reach out and touch him. I want him. “I want to taste you… your entire body… and this,” he said abruptly, cupping the most sacred part of my body.

I sighed and turned to face him. He was already staring at me with a smirk on his lips.

“I want to fuck you really fucking hard, my love.”