Devil's Snare by Sruthionyx (top 100 books to read .txt) 📕

This chapter contains some details like Alzea and Rafael’s earlier interaction, so please skip it if you are uncomfortable.

“I eyed her like a thirsty traveler in the desert looks at a pail of water.”— Faraaz Kazi

Alzea was done for the night, she was exhausted. It took her so long to put the kid to bed as he was in a sugar rush from the little sweets he consumed.

Silas organized an after-party for his boss and other important people, it was their location to handle some business affairs and make some dealings final. Rafael was in a different trance altogether. He wanted her, he wanted to taste her, and he will do it tonight until she begs him to stop.

Alzea was in the kitchen having dinner, with the kid and his shenanigans, she didn’t get chance to eat. She grabbed a piece of her cake and pulled between her lips and loving the taste of happiness it created in her mouth. She took the spoon and roller her tongue over it, turned the spoon upside down and licked it, enjoying every bite of the cake. This is how she enjoyed her food and what she called “ugly eating”. Someone was in the shadows watching how she was devouring that piece of cake and it made him hiss and he wished he was a piece of cake. She loved her cake, “well at least it was edible” she thought to herself and decided to leave the rest of the stuff there and get home as it was getting late.

Alzea was about to head home when all of the sudden the lights were turned off and it shit scared her. She saw “hush” many times, it was her favorite movie, and she was not ready to become a character in that movie. She doesn’t want her story to be on “death in upstate NY, based on a true story” as a Netflix documentary.

She looked around to see if there is a switch she can turn on. “Stupid stupid Alzea, this is how people get killed in movies, you don’t go looking for a switch, you bolt right out the door”, she told herself. Just as those words were out of her mouth, she heard a chuckle, so deep that made her core clench, it was more of a growl followed. This made her heartbeat rise and she was ready to run out. Just as when she was about to run out, someone pulled back by clutching her hair.

Alzea let out a loud scream, the next second her mouth was covered, and she was being dragged into a room in the far corner of the house. She thought to herself “survival book 101, never ever let the assailant take you to another location”. She bit the guy on his hand, but he did not budge, instead, he tightened his hold on her hair more so that it hurt her scalp. Whoever was dragging her pushed her into a dark room and locked the door behind her. She couldn’t see a thing, she cursed herself for not running out the second the lights went out.

Alzea gained her composure and asked, “Wh… who… are you? she was trembling inside, but no…. never let it know to the other person.

“Hello Sia”, that was enough for her to know who it was. Her heartbeat is running like a high-speed Japan rail. She thought she would collapse any second.

“Ha…. how…. how are you here?” she asked, this time she let him know she was scared. There is no point in hiding it. She had no idea how he found her.

He laughed knowing she is trying to put on a brave front. “Let’s not talk about me Beleza (beauty), let’s talk about you, you ran away from me that night why? You dare push me on that day? Why?”.  He asked taking steps closer to her.

She couldn’t see him, but she could see his silhouette in the dim lights. Even his shadow had a dominating aura.

“I………. I… you were assaulting me, I had every right to defend myself, you were the one at fault”, she said fidgeting her fingers and digging nails into her palm to ease her anxiety and at the same time trying not to antagonize him.

A deep laugh reverberated from his throat, it was guttural and deep, she is brave, he thought to himself. “Assault huh?” he asked stepping even closer to her and putting his hands in his pocket. The man is not afraid of a thing.

Her eyes darted between him and the door, he saw those eyes. The movement of her eyes between him and the door. Her eyes made him hard, made him want to come on her face. It was unholy thought, and he was not even ashamed to have those thoughts. He stepped even closer to her and smelt her inhaling her scent, he lifted his fingers up and twirled her hair delicately around his fingers and asked, “Why do you always smell so good Sia?”.

What is with him and giving me names she thought? Can’t he just refer to me as Alzea? No, she cannot think about trivial things now, I must get out of this room and go home, I need to get to safety she thought.

Rafael knew what she was thinking, she thinks she can escape. He stepped closer and asked her, “Did you bake the cake, Sia?” She was taken aback by that question but still managed to sound “Hmm”.

“So, you cook too”, he said. Thinking that he was distracted, she made a run for the door, and she was successful too. Just as she was about to unlock the door, she was pulled back real hard and fell on the carpet back first with her face upright. The man immediately fell on her not giving her a chance to get up or escape caging him in his hold with her legs between hers and her wrists in his hold.

He bought his face closer to his and whispered in her ear, “Did you really think that I would let you escape Sia? Especially after last time?” he asked pushing his clothes crotch into her. “Oh…baby girl…” he moaned with the touch.