I had sold myself to the devil...twice now. And for what?

Sasha smirked and grabbed me by the waist, I let out a little shriek as my body met his.

"I'm going to fuck your little body in front of him, so he knows who you belong to, princess. No one takes what's mine."

I struggled against his hold, "I do not belong to you."

In a flash, his hands wrapped around my throat tightly as he smashed his lips to mine. I let out a little sound as I kissed him back.

Sasha's gaze was intense as he looked at me, his eyes filled with desire. I felt my heart racing as I looked back at him, my body tingling with anticipation. Our tongues danced together as we explored each other's mouths, the taste of him driving me wild.

His hands began to wander, cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples through the fabric of my dress. I moaned into his mouth, my body responding to his touch. He broke away from the kiss, his mouth traveling down my neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses and nips in his wake.

I couldn't breathe. Literally.

His mouth latched to mine as his thick fingers pressed down on my nose. I opened my mouth to gasp for air, but his tongue invaded every corner of my mouth. I was suffocating. A choked sound came out of my throat and a second later, I could suddenly breathe again.

I greedily inhaled air as I tried to steady my breaths...

"You like that, Princess?" He smiled, his features visible through my hazy eyes.

I had almost forgotten that we were in public, be reached behind me, unzipping my dress and letting it fall to the floor. I stood before him in my underwear, my breasts heaving with each breath I took.

Sasha's eyes raked over my body, taking in every inch of me. He reached out, his fingers tracing the lace of my bra before cupping my breasts once more. I gasped as he squeezed them, my nipples hardening under his touch.

He leaned down, his mouth closing around one nipple through the fabric of my bra. I cried out, my back arching as he sucked and bit at my nipple.

"Open your mouth for me." He demanded, and I stupidly obliged,

My mouth was suddenly full. His fingers stuck at the back of my throat. I coughed and choked, my body weight falling on my knees. He retracted his fingers only to shove them back a second later. Unshed tears sprung to the corner of my eyes.

My throat burned.

"St-" I managed to choke out,

His response was a loud laughter.

"You like it when I hurt you, Princess. You like the pain. Need it."

Immediately he let me go, my forehead met the cool grass, my body heaving heavily.

Sasha's hands roamed over my body, his fingers tracing the curves of my hips before sliding into my panties. I didn't want my body to react to his touch, but I couldn't help but moan as he touched me, his fingers sliding through my wet folds. He teased my clit, his fingers circling the sensitive bundle of nerves.

I spread my legs wider, giving him better access. He took advantage, plunging two fingers into my pussy. I cried out, my body shaking with pleasure as he fucked me with his fingers. He curled them, hitting my G-spot and making me see stars.

Sasha continued to finger me, his other hand teasing my nipples. I was close, my orgasm building inside me. He sensed it, his fingers moving faster as he brought me closer and closer to the edge.

"Stand up." He suddenly said,

I couldn't understand. I was so close...I hadn't...

"Stand the fuck up, princess."

To save the little dignity I had, I picked up my dress, realizing a little bit too late that we had done that in public.

I had given a bleeding man a show. Even if he thought I was a whore previously, this certainly confirmed it.

"Give him the antidote, Sasha." I stubbornly said, refusing to let him get to me.

This was what he wanted. To mess with my head, too bad I wasn't giving him that.

"I think he's fine." He replied,

Angelo was not. The poison and the loss of blood were getting to him faster than he could breathe. I didn't want complications, so it was safer if Angelo didn't die on this particular property.

I finally managed to put my dress on, so I went to where he was bleeding out and tried to assess the situation.

"He's going to die," Sasha assured me,

"This was not the agreement...this was not what you promised me initially."

Sasha was at my side in the blink of an eye, his gaze trained on me. He had a lopsided grin on his face as he touched my forehead...the same way Angelo had done, but this time...my feelings were the opposite.

I hated that so much.

"Oh, you poor little plaything. He just wants to fuck you."

"Oh, like you want to?" I replied bitterly,

He chuckled, "No. I want to break you, destroy you, shatter you. I want to damage you, Princess." Then like an afterthought, he added, "And of course, fuck you senseless."

Before I could reply, his gun was out, "Now, let's play a game. You know how much I love games."

"Sasha..."

His hand pressed down on my bottom lip with little pressure, "Shhh, princess. I'm not done talking. I'm going to take this gun...and pick randomly..." He threw it up a little, "...And then... we'll see what happens. Eenie, meenie, miney, moe. The moe gets the gun." He laughed,

The sound of a gunshot filled my ears and I gripped my dress tightly.

Oh my goodness.

"He was going to die, anyway."

A wave of anger filled my chest.

"You have no right, Sasha. You can't come into my life and ruin it!" I shouted,

"Don't fucking yell at me." He grabbed my hair forcefully and stood up, making me get up with him at the same time.

I gasped as he tugged harder, his blue eyes piercing through my thoughts.

"I saved you." He enunciated every word,

"You're a murderer," I said to his face, I ignored the sting in my hair as he pulled tighter,

"Tell that to your father too." He replied nonchalantly,

I couldn't help it, my saliva landed on his face. A feeling of terror overwhelmed me, but I couldn't read his expression. With one hand, he wiped away the spittle from his cheek and laughed again, like what I did was funny.

His second hand released my hair and grabbed my neck, he forced my head up and I was nearly at eye level with him. The first hand forced my mouth open and I tried to struggle, but I couldn't against his strength.

I felt a warm liquid inside my mouth and I realized what he had done.

"Swallow." He ordered, his voice had a gentle sway to it, like he didn't just ask me to swallow his saliva.

I couldn't win and my efforts were dust, so I took it down whilst trying to ignore the feeling of disgust and shame that was rapidly growing within me.

With one hard shove, I fell back and landed on Angelo's dead body which I instantly scrambled away from. I glanced at him one more time before walking away.

I didn't look back. Not even once.

A/N: So I planned a mass release...from 11 - 20? I can't remember. I was only able to do 5, so forgive me. Enjoy! Mwah!