My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Greg’s POV

SHE was crying uncontrollably with hiccups. I pulled her close to my chest, and she buried her face in it still hiccuping like a little child.

“Ssshh! It’s okay baby girl”, I whispered into her ear as I gave her a wet kiss on her lips.

Her lips were trembling.

She must have been thinking that I was going to fuck her again huh.

I left her lips and began patting her head while covering our lower bodies with the duvet.

Soon, she drifted into the valley of sleep.

I untied her hands as I looked down lifting her chin up.

She looked innocent, so innocent. Her eyes were puffy, there were cuts on her lips due to the bittings.

I pulled her hair strand back from her face.

I looked at her wrists being bruised from the tie I knotted around a little too tightly and the mark I gave her from the small knife.

Why did I get so angry? She is nothing to me. I only purchased her to make Clems suffer but, why did I feel possessive and suddenly angry when she was talking to him?

Why was she even smiling with him? She is only mine and should remain so.

I dont feel sorry for forcefully taking her virginity, she defiled my order so she has to pay dearly for it.

I don’t know what the heck she saw in Clemson that I don’t have in thousand fold, crap!

And as for Clems, I’m so gonna get in touch with him.

She is fully mine and no one else, her virginity belongs to I alone, I bought her with my damn money, with my dollars.

After resting her head softly on my chest I also drifted into sleep.

Author’s POV

…Few Hours Later…

A small figure was seen heightening mournfully from the bed, she swiftly sat on her butts trying so hard not to jolt the huge figure from his slumber.

Gianna’s POV

I could not sleep, I can’t quite erase the memories of what Greg did to me, without commiseration, he pounded on me like an animal, he could not even let me adjust to the pain, even when he was fully aware it was my first time.

“Did I punish him when he left me to have a dance with the classy lady?”, I brood and almost bursted into more tears, but I comforted myself.

“Strong ladies don’t go fragile nor become a damsel in distress”, I brood taking a glance at the sleeping Greg, he was sleeping soundly, stark naked under the duvet cover.

He looked so handsome, charming and innocent while sleeping, but he is a devil in the realm of reality.

I quietly scrambled out of the bed and strode towards the torture room which was close to the bedroom.

I was trotting actually, I couldn’t walk properly, due to the pain from my V area.

Leaping, I got to the room he always carry out his tortures on me, it was an empty room just next to the master bedroom.

In it were only a deep refrigerator and all deadly weapons and a single chair.

As luck may have it, it wasn’t locked, I turned the door knob and strode towards the refrigerator bringing out a bowl of cold icy water.

I smiled broadly and briskly got to the wall bringing down a five headed whiplash.

Then I limped back to the bedroom with all the weapons I had gotten from the torture room.

Greg was still sleeping peacefully.

“So the monster also sleep huh?”, I whispered.

I leaped closer to him.

“I’m sorry Greg, but I have to do this, I know one day you gonna end up killing me, but, it will be so disgusting and painful to let you kill me without me fighting back at least.

“You might call it stubbornness, or head hardened, but I view and tag it as self defense”, I said and instantly emptied the whole bowl of cold icy water on him.

He sprang up from his slumber with a start, before he could process what the heck was going on, I proceeded to whipping him.

“Oh my gawd!!!!”, I heard the powerful and almighty Greg screamed painfully from his sleep.

I kept whipping him with every atom of strength I have got within me.

“Arrrrrruuuuggg!! G… Gianna. Give me that whiplash”, he uttered gritting his teeth while using his elbow to cover his handsome face.

I guess he doesn’t want me to lash his cute face.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Eww! It feels so good! Hahaha”, I laughed so hard.

“Enough Gianna!!”, he yelled at me, but I wasn’t satisfied, so I ignored him, and gave him one more devastated whip on his chest.

“Aaaahhh!!”, he squealed and forcefully dragged the whiplash from away my hand, while he used his other hand to pull me to himself.

He stared blankly at me for some seconds without uttering a word.

“Let go!”, I echoed as his grips was becoming harsh and tight on me.

“What am I gonna do with you Gianna?”, he questioned pulling me to sit on his laps.

“Please! I’m sorry, I don’t know what got over me, don’t punish me please”, I pleaded.