She is the one by Asheslove (book recommendations for young adults txt) 📕

With this whatever is happening nothing is resulting to take me to any way or conclusion which will lead me to my parents. I still don't have any clue about them or where Nicolas has kept them. Even for once If I consider I can't leave this place ever then at least I have to get my family out from this mess. I can't let him destroy the life of my family because of his selfishness and obsession over me. 

I don't have any idea where all this will stop or how it will end and in all this the attack yesterday is giving me different thoughts.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize when the door open and Nicolas walked in. My eyes were wondering at the huge dark sky, the stars and moon hidden behind the clouds. The month of November is cold and the night is chilly, freezing my body but I remained their feeling the peace in this silence until I heard the sound of heavy breathing behind me. 

I turned and what I witnessed next made me go stiff and my body freeze on spot when a sudden stab of panic hit me.

Nicolas was standing there, his white shirt stained in red color. Drops of red liquid were dripping from his wet hairs which were coming forward his eyes and sticked to his smudged bloody face. His hands were also soaked in blood and the drops of thick liquid were dripping down on the white marble tainting the floor, while trails of blood drops and red prints of his shoes were stained behind all the way he walk in. He looks like came directly after taking a blood bath.

Sweat appeared on my temple and my body heated up like someone has poured gasoline on my whole body. A few minutes ago I was cold because of freezing winds and now even the air surrounding me felt like turn into hot breezes. 

My body started trembling vigorously when I saw him covered in blood. Last time when I saw him like this, he was drunk and wild. If it weren't of Leo, that he came on time and rescued me, I had no idea what would have happened and then I ended up fainting. I don't know whether he is drunk or not today but the fear and panic started engulfing its hold on me. 

'Tesoro' he mumbled in a soft voice but his eyes were like hard stones.

'I want you Tesoro, I want you so fucking bad' and saying this he started approaching towards me.

'No...Ooo, stop' I screamed moving my head furiously and clutched the railing behind me tightly, my hands and body shaking violently. I felt like hyperventilating and my heartbeat increased rapidly.

Nicolas obliged and his steps halted immediately as the words left my quaking lips.

'Is this...your..blood' I asked in a shaky voice.

He shook his head in denial, his blue eyes looking at me were obedient like of a boy and for a second I relaxed. He is not drunk this time but that doesn't me he wouldn't hurt me and with that I can't control my own panic.

'I want you Elena; I want to touch you, to feel your skin against mine. I want to feel myself inside you' he said again softly and his voice sounded desperate.

'Ni...Ni....’ I tried to speak but my throat dried suddenly, I gulped my saliva and inhaled a sharp breath. Everything is fine, it's fine, I tried to calm myself not letting panic overwhelm me.

He observed my struggles as his eyes were strained on me.

'Sshh, I promise I won't hurt you. I only wants to feel you against me' he muttered from where he was standing, his voice sound so desperate and eyes were literally begging me but I can't let him touch me like this.

'Nic...Nicolas not like this. Please don't come closer to me like this, you...you have to wash yourself first' I managed to say from my hard breaths, my eyes not leaving his bloodied shelf and with every passing second the panic inside me was rising. I shifted more closely to the railing behind me.

He looked at my trembling scared condition and then down at his bloody self. He cursed at himself and frowning without saying a word exit towards the bathroom. 

I was surprised that he actually listened to me. With trembling hands I wiped the sweat from my forehead when he left in and rubbing my face took long deep breaths calming my nerves and it won't took too long.

He came out from bathroom wearing his boxers and walking to me he lifted my body up in air before walking in and placing me on the bed.

He hovered over me and smashed his lips on mine for an urgent kiss. 

I don't know why was it, was it because he didn't touched me in previous few days or my internal desire but my body was literally craving for his touch so I grabbed the nape of his strong neck and kissed him back passionately, our lips moving in sync. 

He pulled away kissing the corner of my lips and started leaving wet trails of kisses from my jaw line down to my throat. His hands moving roughly on the nighty and soon the piece of cloth hit the ground in shreds.

His rough kisses soon turn desperate as he ripped my bra and started playing with breasts and I gasped throwing my head.

He was peppering kisses over kisses on my body while my hands roamed on his bare back. 

It's my first time I touched him instead for digging my nails in his flesh and felt his his skin is really soft nothing rough like I thought it would be. I never let my urge to touch him during sex override me but today I want him, I still hate him but I also want him at this point. 

He nibbled and bite the delicate skin of my neck making me moan and cry. I didn't try to hold my moans and closed my eyes enjoying his rough touch over my naked flesh. 

'Elena' he rasped my name before sucking my nipple in his mouth, his tongue playing his ways with the erect bud and his other hand kneading my left breast. His voice was so erotic and sends delicious chills down to my spine making my core ache in desire. 

He went down while my fingers were curled in his locks and hooking his fingers around the panty he ripped it away. He removed his boxers and kissed my wet heating feminine.