Fifty Shades of Styles (3 book series)

Chapter Ten

*Olivia's POV

"So I'm just gonna have a bit of fun" he laughed wickedly before kissing my lips harshly. "I'm gonna regret this so much!"

He got on top of me and ripped the button up shirt I was wearing. All the simply beautiful black buttons scattered about. He took a needle out of his pocket and stuck it into my skin.

"Why do you hate Harry?" I asked out of nowhere. But before he answered me I lost control.

"This is gonna make you enjoy this" he swung himself on top of me as my entire body relaxed. I didn't know what came over me. But when his lips made contact with my skin I couldn't help but moan in pleasure. He lifted his head from my neck and all I saw was Harry. This isn't real. But I couldn't help but enjoy it. I'd been without Harry's touch for to long. This isn't right I shouldn't enjoy this. But that's the things I don't. And as long as my mind plays tricks on me, I'll think that this is Harry. And I'll enjoy every second of it.

"Let me make you feel good" I knew it was Shawn's voice. But all I heard was Harry's enchantingly seductive accent. I moaned a Yes and everything faded out.
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*Shawn's POV

I know this is wrong. I sincerely know that this is disgustingly wrong. But I sincerely enjoy it so much. They way she looks at me in fear. I've learned it's better to be feared than loved. And boy oh boy do I love being feared.

The way she relishes in my touch after the drug. How much she enjoys me. I love touching her, being with her, showing her who is superior. I'm a dominant, and for the world I will break her. She will be tamed to perfection. She will be obedient, controlled, she will be mine.

"Get up" I commanded her. She stood swiftly. "Position" she got down to her knees, palms flat, head straight. "Good girl" she's perfect. I just have to break her. I have to make her lose everything. I'm not gonna ruin her physically, but mentally. Oh, I'm gonna destroy her. She'll have nothing.

Harry took everything from me. He took my love Nadia, my success, my fame. He stole everything. So I'll steal his. I'll ruin her. He won't recognize her. She'll be mine. My perfectly sculpted woman. My submissive goddess. She will obey.

"How do you feel about Harry?" I lifted her head with the whip in my hand.

"I lo..." before she could finish I lightly tapped her throat. "He's nothing" I smiled at my control.

"Who owns you?" I dropped to my knees looking her in her eyes.

"You" she smiled slightly. The drug was showing great performance. She believed she was mine. Once you believe it's true then it'll be true.

"That's right darling" I grabbed her face harshly pulling her into me. "You belong to me" she smiled. I bit my lip and told her to stand. "On the table" she walked over to the table and sat on it. She swung her legs around and locked them up herself. I was surprised at how fast she did it. I had not taught her that yet.

"Shawn?" I walked over to her placing my hands in her bare hips.

"Yes" she tilted her head looking at me intently.

"I want you" she smiled seductively and wiggled her body.

"Agh, you drive me fücking wild" I hopped on top of her. "I'll give you the pleasure that Harry never gave you" she moaned a yes before giving into me entirely.

After pleasing her, I feed her a good meal and bathed her. Her skin was silky smooth and beautiful to the touch. She had my Love marks all over her body, which she didn't seem to mind. The bruises started to fade and her wound healed nicely. Her leg healed, but she still felt twinges of pain.