Sold to the Devil | M.R | +18 | English version | 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖉

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 3

Aelys

Mattheo turned around, letting her do what she wanted. His chocolate eyes moved to me and he frowned. He took big steps to me and his hand grabbed my chin harshly. I winced in pain due to how tight his grip was but he didn't loosen it. His brown orbs darkened and I felt my heartbeat increase while nervousness overtook my body. He didn't speak, analyzing me, his gaze piercing into my own brown eyes. What did I do to anger him ? Were my cheeks still flushed ? I felt a small pressure in my mind and my eyes widened when I realized what it meant. He was reading my mind, probably looking at my memories from a few minutes ago. He was going to know about Draco kissing my cheek. I stiffened, bracing myself for the storm that was about to unleash on me. His eyes darkened even more, brown disappearing completely to let black take its place. His grip on my chin tightened and I whimpered in pain. That made him grin devilishly and I couldn't help but fear him at that moment. Not just his words anymore, but him.

"Already taking my advice from last night, sweetheart ?" He spats.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What was he talking about ? He chuckled darkly before leaning down, his nose brushing against mine.

"Forgot ?" He hummed before making a tsk sound. "Not even a day here and you're already spreading your legs for Malfoy. Pathetic. You could have done better, darling."

My eyes widened even more and I tried to escape his hold, to no avail. I knew he didn't like our friendship but to accuse me of sleeping with him was delusional ! Especially after a kiss on the cheek. Fear consumed me completely. He hated me and didn't want to become my husband, yet he couldn't bear the thought of another man showing me affection. I was lost. This man was a mystery I couldn't solve and it was starting to make me crazy. He chuckled again and his hand went down to my throat, squeezing it, applying pressure so I could still breath but still suffocate. I tried to gasp for air but he squeezed tighter, still careful to not squeeze too much and make me unconscious. My hands clawed at his, trying to free myself but I was no match to him and he didn't budge. I wanted to tell him nothing had happened between Draco and I, but I could barely breathe so speaking was out of the equation.

"Got something to say, slut ?" He mocked.

My mouth opened but again no sound came out. He leaned down more, his lips grazing my jaw and moving to my ear. A shiver ran down my spine and I didn't know if it was out of fear or something completely different. My heart was beating so fast I was afraid it would break out of my ribcage. I shuddered once again when his hot breath tickled my ear.

"Want me to tell the Dark Lord how much of a slut you are being ? I'm sure he'll be delighted to hear that you're running in Malfoy's arms with open legs instead of doing what he asked you. You know, marrying me, his son. Giving him and I an heir."

I gasped for air again and he loosened his grip a bit, allowing me to let a few words out.

"I would never disappoint the Dark Lord. I'd never." I pleaded, my voice croaked.

He hummed and moved his face back to mine, his nose and lips once again grazing my jaw. Another shiver ran down my spine and I hoped he couldn't notice it. His brown eyes were still dark while he scanned mine.

"You're expected to be a slut for my use and my use only. Understood ?"

I wanted to scream that I wasn't a slut nor some toy he could use whenever he pleased but I knew it would have been a lie. My Father had sold me to the Devil by offering my hand to the Dark Lord's son in order to assure his loyalty, meaning he could do whatever he wanted with me. I had understood the night before he was not going to treat me well but I had never thought he would use me to satisfy his needs like I was some whore. I was now hoping he wouldn't rape me for it but I didn't know what to expect. He was the Dark Lord's son and he was making it pretty clear I was some toy he could use without asking for permission. My fists clenched while I fought the urge to throw up at the thought of being raped just to give them an heir. I felt the same pressure as before in my head and he chuckled devilishly.

"Don't worry, love. I won't rape you. You'll be the one begging for me to fuck you or even to just suck my dick." He kissed my cheek and I stiffened, taken aback. He smirked, his dark eyes piercing into mine. "I won't have to force you to do anything, darling. But I'll still have you on your knees with your pretty mouth gagging on my cock in the end."

My eyes widened at his words and I couldn't help but feel aroused by his harsh words. What was wrong with me ? His hand left my throat and in an instant, he was gone in the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him and locking it. I took a shaky breath, trying to ease my thumping heartbeat.

It took me 5 long minutes before I was able to move my feet. I headed to the closet and got into some pajamas, wishing to disappear under the bedsheets and maybe not wake up the next day. I would take a shower in the morning, when he would be out of the bedroom. Besides, he was already in it and I really didn't want to wait for him to get out. That would mean I would have to look at him and I knew I couldn't do it. I was too ashamed of myself for being aroused by his degradation. He had called me a slut and told me I would beg to fuck him, and the worst part was that I wanted it to happen. I didn't understand my reaction.

'What is wrong with me ?' I thought.

I got into bed, closing my eyes tightly and hoping he wouldn't start another argument once he'd exit the bathroom. My body froze when I heard the door opening and I waited for him to come in bed too but all I heard was footsteps then another door opening and being closed. I turned around, scanning the room, only to find he was no longer here. I supposed he had left to grab dinner and I exhaled in relief. That would give me some peace for some time. I will probably be asleep once he comes back.