"Say my name, Maya," he repeated, his voice low but commanding.

....

I stared at his face with my teary eyes and said...

Rh..ys....

Again... he demanded and I bit my lower lip, gulping and crying.

Rhys...

Again.... he demanded the same and I repeated with his name...

Rhys..., opening his eyes. Finally, he looked at me. This time his eyes were shiny too but dark with so much intensity. His eyes were demanding, demanding my submission, and I gave him it.

Stumbling on my own feet, when he took a step away from me, I was dropped on the floor, on my knees. Like the only support which was making me stand was snatched away. My eyes were on the floor and his on me. I could feel that gaze pinning me down more and more...

He chuckled, taking one step back, and I looked up...

Walking back again and again until his back was touched with a study table, without turning, he pushed the books and stationery from the table.

He sat on it with his leg still touching the floor...

"Crawl, butterfly..." he suddenly said, and my eyes widened in fear. The tears which were dropping quietly started making sound as I cried. Shaking my head as no, I kept crying...

His expression not for a second changed as he demanded again...

"CRAWL..." he shouted this time, and my whole body flinched. Slowly going on my knees fully, I placed my palms on the floor, slowly going towards him, crawling until I reached near his feet.

"R..hys..." I cried out and he crouched his back down, making his face closer to mine...

"Maya..."

"I hate lies..." he said, looking into my eyes with a dark expression, and I nodded my head letting him know that I understood...

"And when it comes from your sweet mouth, I want to punish it again and again until it will only say the truth..." he finished and tilted his head, looking at me with a dead stare...

"Understand?" he asked.

"Y...es," I answered, and he hummed, moving his face away from me. He sat straight, and then pushed his neck back, looking at the ceiling...

"Stay like this..." he let out and closed his eyes...

Minutes passed and my knees kept hurting, touching the hard floor as all my weight was on them. I kept letting out the silent tears. My palms were red with the pressure. My back and neck were aching in pain. Small whimpers of pain kept leaving my mouth, but he remained unfazed...

Time kept passing by and then he called...

"Maya..." his voice so deep and husky, sending me chills...

"Y..es..." I replied.

"Maya..." he again called, and this time, I didn't reply...

He chuckled after hearing the silence, his eyes still closed, yet I felt like he was watching my every move and me...

"Maya..." he called and I hummed, not knowing what to say...

"I think... I love you..." he said and stood up before crouching down and grabbing my hair tightly, pulling me up with him. He made me stand straight, and I just stared at him blankly. My mind blank, my eyes blank, my body numb until he pulled me towards him with a jerk. His arm got wrapped around my waist, sliding the fabric off it. He fisted my flesh harshly...

My eyes were holding his gaze when his lips touched my nose. Giving it a peck, he moved his face away...

"Let's go," he said and grabbed my hands, taking them into his. I was pulled into the car again, but my brain, not for a second, understood his words...

I wanted to say so much, yet I didn't let out a voice. The car was silent, but a storm was going inside me, crumbling every part of me. I wanted to run and never come back, yet those invisible chains, whose lock was only with him, caged me near him. They were long, yet a pull from his side and I was at his feet with no way out...

Dad... I saw his car going back from the college, and like only hope, I saw him...

I will tell him, I decided...

Rhys parked the car and opened the seatbelt, coming close to me and I let him silently. My eyes looked at his every move until his lips touched mine, kissing me desperately, crushing them, giving harsh sucks. His eyes stared at mine...

I begged him with my gaze to leave me, and he ignored. The darkness in his eyes kept spreading, consuming me too inside them...

"Butterfly..." he said, leaving a little distance between his and my lips...

"Now I don't think it's love..." he said and I looked at him while breathing irregularly...

"It's addiction, butterfly..." he said, explaining to me with a smirk, and I trembled, pushing myself further into the seat...

"I am addicted..." he again said, and I let out a loud sob in front of his face. He chuckled darkly, looking at me and said before pressing his lips on mine...

"And you are my addiction, Maya..." he said, and I cried, my muffled sobs leaving inside his mouth. His lips moved, touching me again and again. His lips sucked my lips slowly, and his tongue invaded my mouth...

Our saliva kept mixing into each other, letting out sinful sounds. He sucked, bit, and thrust into my mouth like he was owning it with his touches. His hand again went near my stomach, moving my t-shirt up slowly. He slid his hands, making me shiver with his touch... until it reached my waist. His hands kept caressing my soft, naked flesh.

I kept crying, clutching his shirt tightly in my palms as he worked on my lips. Finally, with a huge suck, he left my mouth. A thin string of saliva made a thread that still connected our lips...

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