I didn't move, trying to wrap my mind around what just happened. My body was in shock and most of all pain. I wanted to get away from Elijah. The guilt on his face did nothing but hurt me all the more. It made everything too real.
"Can you move from on top of me please? I would like to wash." I whispered softly looking anywhere but him. He did as I asked and moved away from me. I stood on shaky legs feeling pain shoot up my inner thigh, I would've collapsed if it wasn't for Elijah grasping my arm seconds before I could hit the floor.
I tried to get away from him but Elijah did not release his firm grip on me. Instead he picked me up and walked into the bathroom. Sitting me on the toilet he handed me a bathrobe and went to get the water ready. I mumbled a thank you grateful to finally be able to cover my nudeness.
"I can do it myself." He needed to leave. Elijah ignored me and continued his task. I refused to look at him even when he was standing directly in front of me. "Please," I whispered. "Leave," Elijah scratched his head looking as if he didn't know what to do. Thankfully he did leave. Only then did I allow myself to breakdown fully.
I was disgusted with Elijah... with myself. The fact that I had found pleasure from his touch made my stomach churn, it was repulsive. It was like my body had a mind of it own, refusing to listen to me. Elijah took my vulnerability as an advantage and used it for his own sick desires.
He was a cold selfish man with no heart. He took away from me something that was not his for the taking. There was nothing else for him to take from me. How could I allow him to do that to me?
Gran would be so disappointed in me. She would be devastated if she found out I lost my virtue before marriage. She was determined for me to be married first, drilling it into my head that it was only right for me to save myself for my husband. That only men would want to spend the rest of their life with someone who was pure.
It was seen as a gift to give yourself to your husband on your wedding night. But it was over, no man would want to wed me now. I would be seen as damaged goods. I was completely destroyed.
After scrubbing myself clean I finally left the bathroom. I was grateful when Elijah was nowhere to be found. I got dress into my night wear not bothering to put anything on and got into bed wanting to spend the rest of the day in my room. I didn't move, not even when there was a knock on the door. No one entered, they left me to drown into my sorrows myself.
The next day I dressed in black denim jeans and a plain shirt. I put my hair into a messy bun and wanted nothing more then to get back into bed. After a couple hours the door opened and Elijah walked in without a worry in the world. I ignored him and stared at the book in my hand wanting to distract myself from him.
"Dinner's ready." I didn't answer him. "You will join us."
"I'm not hungry." I mumbled looking anywhere but him.
"I didn't ask if you were fucking hungry." He was over my sulking. "Get the fuck up." I did. I just wanted to get this over with. I went to walk pass him but Elijah grabbed my arm stopping me. I stared straight ahead waiting for him to release me, his touch made me feel dirty.
"Look at me Gabrielle." I didn't move. His hand grasped my chin forcing me to look into his dark eyes. His eyes searched mine and I did nothing to hide my resentment as I stared at him.
After a minute Elijah let me go. I could see in his eyes that he was becoming irritated with me. Down stairs I took a seat beside Noah no longer caring if Elijah didn't like it. I ate my dinner wanting to keep everything civilized. The quicker I finished the quicker I could retreat back to my room. Noah eyed me out, his eyes were piercing through me. I felt my cheeks heat up. He then looked over at Elijah and shook his head.
"You're a sick fucker." He said, glaring at him. "You had to do it didn't you? You just couldn't help yourself." Elijah took out a smoke ignoring Noah. "She don't deserve this. I'm taking her home." This caught Elijah's attention. He leaned back in his seat, eyeing Noah out. He didn't say a word but by the darkness in his eyes I knew he didn't like Noah's suggestion. I almost fell out of my seat when Elijah gaze turned to me.
"Would you like it if Noah were to take you home?" I quickly shook my head. The nonchalant tone in his voice was enough to have anyone ready to throw up in fear. "No? Well Noah, she said she doesn't want to go with you."
"Gabby sweetheart, I can take you away from here. You don't have to deal with this narcissistic ass." I bit my lip looking back at Elijah. He appeared to be bored. Regardless by his lack of emotion I was sure he wouldn't let me go.
"Yeah Gabrielle, go with him... he'll take you away from me." I eyed out Elijah, not sure if he was being sincere. I slowly shook my head at this confusing man.
"Thank you Noah for the offer but like I said before he's nothing I can't deal with." The lie sounded extremely stupid to my own ears. Elijah raised a brow.
"You're fucked up man... let her go, you already done enough."
"Done enough? You don't get to say when I've done enough. This bitch here-" He pointed to me. "-she's mine. Mine to do with as I please. If I choose to fuck her then she's mine to fuck. She does not concern you." My eyes widened. I couldn't believe he just said that, especially with Ruth siting only inches away. My cheeks heated up, I couldn't be more humiliated.
Noah shook his head before angrily standing and walking out. Elijah then redirected his glare to me. "The fuck you playing at." What?
"I beg your pardon?"
"You think to use Noah... for him to take you away from here." I was speechless.
"I... I didn't do anything wrong." I found myself saying. Elijah's new found behavior was beginning to worry me.
"Everything you do is wrong. Your fucking face is what's wrong." I didn't respond knowing I would only be giving him the satisfaction. "Get the fuck away from me." I obliged without carrying on. Going into my room I went and took a shower. I stretched my shower wanting to forget about the past events.
No longer able to stretch my shower any longer I went back into my room. I put on my night gown, leaving my hair down and was more then ready for bed, when Elijah walked in to my utter surprise. I eyed him out cautiously as he did the same with me. Without saying a word he grabbed my jaw staring deeply into my eyes with those mesmerizing orbs.
"You're so fucking beautiful." I furrowed my brows. "How many men would love to have you just once. To be in my shoes just so you can give them a minute of your time." My heart sped up in fear. He continued to stare at me and I noticed something heavy engulf his eyes. I stepped out of his grasp not liking the intensity of his stare.
"I'm sorry," I said quickly wanting nothing more for this night to end. Elijah tilted his head, his dark eyes never leaving me. "If my previous behavior or something I did angered you I'm sorry. I just want to go home." I was scared. Never in my life have I been subjected to this kind of fear. Gran catered me, not allowing me to learn about the evil in this world.
"Home? What home? You have no one. No family, no friends. No one to call and ask for help. I'm all you have at this point." His words were like a punch in the gut. He was right... I had no one, and that was what hurt the most. "You're mine now. Mine to do with as I please."
I shook my head. "I'll rather spend the rest of my life alone then have to stay with a cold man like you." I said meaning every word. Elijah smiled and I took a step back in fear.
"Good thing you don't have a choice then."
"Why are you doing this to me?" Elijah looked to be contemplating on answering.
"I want to fuck you." My eyes widened and I felt my heart stop. No... not again. I slowly shook my head backing away from him.
"You will not touch me."
"No?" I shook my head.
"I... Elijah, please," I was still sore from the last time.
"Come here Gabrielle." Oh god. I looked at the bathroom door then back at him. If only I could- "I fucking dare you." I didn't heed his warning and tried to make a run for it. Elijah was on me in second, he had me pinned against the wall before I could think. I pushed at his chest in a pitiful attempt to put some distance between us.
"Let go of me. You already got what you want. Why put me through that again?"
"Because I can." My mouth opened in disbelief. I glared at him loathing him so much right now.
"You're repulsive... the mere thought of your touch disgust me." His eyes darkened.
I nodded. "I'll hate you... I'll hate you if you put me through that again."
"Do you not already hate me for fucking you last night?" I felt my eyes tear.
"You really disgust me Elijah Knight. I will never forgive you for this."
"Oh, sweetheart. I don't care for your forgiveness. I just need to fuck you."
"Evil... that's what you are... I never met someone as evil and uncaring as you. You will rot in hell for this."
"Shhh, Gabrielle not now." He started lifting up my nightgown. I panicked and instinctively slapped him across the face. He didn't even hesitate, using the back of his hand he smashed me right back. I felt the fight leave my body as I fell to the floor. Elijah grabbed my neck and pulled me to my feet. "You sure you want to fight?" I shook my head, the tears now falling down my face.
I gasped when he tore off my panties. He picked me up effortlessly, forcing me to wrap my legs around him, and without waiting another second impaled me onto his extremely large penis. I cried out. The ordeal was just as bad as before.
Elijah ignored my painful cries and slammed me against the wall, thrusting viciously into me. The pain I felt was indescribable, I was sure I was going to tear. Elijah didn't relent, he cursed as he took me ruthlessly with each harsh thrust. His blue eyes stared into my watery ones without an ounce of remorse. I closed my eyes wanting nothing more for this to end. Thankfully it did. Elijah thrusted once more before spilling his seed into me.
Slowly he removed his hand from my neck. I took the chance to unwrap my trembling legs from around his waist. Feeling as if I would collapse I grasped Elijah's biceps instinctively. I tried to move away from him to wash any trace of his touch away but Elijah stopped me. He grabbed my hand and led me into the bed.
His arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me into him. I didn't want his touch on me, he made me feel dirty. I wanted to push him away but I felt physically drained and in pain. Not able to fight the sleep that wanted to overcome my body I allowed myself to fall into a deep slumber, but before I was fully asleep I felt someone place a soft kiss on my head.
The next day Elijah was already up and out the room before I woke. Very carefully I went into the bathroom and washed. I washed for a good hour before reluctantly leaving the hot water and getting dress. I put on the longest dress I could find, it was loose with long sleeves and stopped right above my knees. I didn't want jeans on, I was still very sore.
Although I wanted to stay in my room all day I knew Elijah would surely send someone to retrieve me. Slowly I made my way downstairs. Everyone was seated and enjoying breakfast. I took a seat in between Noah and David not once glancing up at Elijah. We ate in silence.
After breakfast I helped the maids clearing the table regardless if they like it or not. I tried to help with the dishes but after a lot of begging I finally gave in and went to take a seat on the patio with the men. Elijah was smoking, his gaze flickered to me and my heart stopped momentarily. I took a seat beside David who only raised a brow.
I felt stupid under Elijah's penetrating gaze, although I wasn't looking at him I felt his eyes on me. It wasn't until Ruth walked out in only a alluring two piece bikini did he look away from me. His eyes roamed her body blatantly causing my stomach to stir.
She smiled seductively at Elijah before elegantly diving into the pool. Everything she did was appealing. I could see why Elijah was attracted to her. She was gorgeous with her blonde hair and slim body. She flaunted her beauty without a care in the world. I was never allowed to wear revealing clothing, Gran would always say how it was sinful to show too much skin.
Elijah watched Ruth as she swam, his eyes full of lust. When Ruth finally got out of the pool Elijah called her over. She confidently walked over to him. Inhaling his smoke he stared up at her, taking the towel from her hand and slowly drying her body. I quickly looked away feeling my cheeks heat up. To my surprise Elijah grabbed Ruth's hand and pulled her into the mansion and up the stairs. I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"Where are they going?"
"Ignore him, he's a fucking ass." Noah responded sounding irritated.
"Yeah but where are they going?" I was curious and very confused.
"Gabby..." Then it dawned on me. My cheeks heated up again. For some reason I felt disappointed. Is that how Elijah viewed me as?Was I just another one of his flings?
The day went on, Elijah and Ruth was nowhere to be seen. After dinner I said my good nights to Noah and David and went to my room. I changed into my night wear and was ready for bed when Elijah walked in. He didn't even look at me, he went into the bathroom not saying a word. I got into bed and waited.
When he returned to the room he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. My eyes widened but he didn't pay no heed to my discomfort and walked into the closest. I was thankful to see him dressed when he returned to the room. Getting into bed he grabbed hold of me pulling me towards him. I instantly tensed.
"Calm down, I'm not going to touch you. I'm all fucked out tonight." My eyes widened and I felt that stirring in my stomach again. I stood on my knees, not moving from my spot on the bed, and glared at him angrily.
"If you have Ruth then why do what you did to me?" He raised a brow, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement. He sat up facing me, our head only inches away from each other. I tried to move away but he grabbed hold of my jaw. He wasn't hurting me but the warning was there. Slowly he used his thumb and stroked my jaw lightly all while staring deeply into my eyes.
"Are you sure you want to know?" I nodded wordlessly.
"Ruth is stunning and a good fuck... very talented when it comes to keeping me satisfied, but you... you are different. What I have for you is deadly. I never felt this way with any woman. This want... This need to have you. I tried to ignore it but fuck it, if I want you then I will have you. No one will ever have you, only me." My eyes widened. I couldn't believe my ears. I moved away from him and stood from the bed. Elijah tilted his head calmly as if what he said was normal.
"I want to leave. I don't care about the stalker... I'll figure it out myself." Elijah eyed me out before slowly shaking his head. He stood from the bed.
"The fuck goes on in your head when I'm talking to you? You can't be that empty."
"I want to leave," I repeated stubbornly. He shook his head, staring at me as if he didn't understand me. I unintentionally flinched when his hand came up and grabbed my jaw. He wasn't hurting me, but that didn't stop my heart from speeding up. Without waiting he placed his lips on mine softly. I quickly pulled away. He allowed me to put a small distance between us. Laughing, he moved back into bed as if I was amusing him.
I shook my head. "You are very confusing." I was certain he was bipolar.
"A please would be nice." I mumbled. He raised a brow.
"In bed or I will be tempted to touch you. I have to say my dick is eager to be in your-"
"Fine!" My face flushed red at his words. He was vulgar. Slowly I crawled into bed beside him. His arm instantly wrapped around my waist. "You could've just asked nicely." I mumbled as an afterthought.
"Shhhh, I'm fucking tired and need to sleep." I furrowed my brows, I wasn't at all ready to sleep.
"But I'm not tired."
"How did you meet Noah and David? I can see that you care deeply for them, and you don't care about no one." For a moment he only stared at me. As if he didn't believe I was real. I was sure my sudden question confused him.
"I met them back when I was a teenager. Noah and I grew up in the same neighborhood and David was just always around."
"How did you all end up... here?"
"We were all very troubled teenagers... we were primarily the neighborhood bullies. No one dared fucked with us and we just clicked."
I nodded listening to every word carefully. "What happened to your mother?" I knew I was pushing my luck, but I wanted to figure out this cold shut off man.
I felt Elijah tense beside me. "Dead," There was no remorse... no emotion.
"What happened to her?"
"Whored herself to the wrong man... he ended up killing her." I gasped, staring at him with wide eyes.
"That's horrible." He only shrugged. "She was very beautiful." I said before I could stop myself. He looked at me. "I... I accidentally found a photo of her in your things while I was looking around." He shook his head, not bothering to scold me.
"Go to sleep Gabrielle." Yup, I could do that. Not wanting to push further I placed my head on his chest listening to his soft heartbeat until I was finally able to fall asleep.
The days went on without any chaos. Elijah made no move to touch me again, he kept his distance and for that I was grateful. I don't think I could handle another round of fighting and arguing with him.
Tying my hair up I headed out the room only to walk into Ruth. She glared at me with so much hatred, I was taken aback.
"Stay the fuck away from Elijah. I swear to god I will fucking destroy you. He's mine." With that she turned on her heel and walked away. I stood there stupidly staring at where she once stood. A flood of emotions ran through me. I was shocked, hurt, and confused. I wasn't trying to take Elijah away from her. He was the one who instigated everything between me and him. It's not like I wanted to stay here.
Still very confused I continued to make my way downstairs. Noah was seated outside all alone. I joined him, taking a seat. He turned towards me and I smiled brightly.
"Good morning Noah."
"Is there something wrong?" I asked curiously. He shook his head and ignored me. I furrowed my brows.
"If you want to talk about it, I will gladly listen."
"Not now Gabby."
"For fuck sake!" He stood angrily. "The fuck you a fucking therapist." At that moment Elijah and Ruth walked out. Elijah took a seat eyeing both me and an angry Noah out darkly.
"Trouble in paradise." He mocked but by the look in his eyes I could see he was unhappy with me being out here with Noah.
"Fuck off Elijah!"
Elijah tilted his head, his eyes never leaving Noah. "Something's bothering you."
"Noah I'm sorry-"
"Leave me the fuck alone!" I frowned feeling hurt by his treatment towards me. Have I done something to anger him?
"Wanna watch yourself there." Elijah said sounding menacingly. Noah shook his head, casting me a quick look he grabbed his car keys and stormed out.
I looked at Elijah, confused by what just took place. "Why is he in a bad mood?"
Elijah took out a smoke. "Why the fuck do you care?" I frowned. He didn't look to be in a good mood this morning and I surely didn't want his anger directed towards me.
The silence that lingered was tense. Ruth desperately tried to gain Elijah's attention but he looked so over her. His cold eyes were focused on me. I looked anywhere but him, his gaze was very unsettling.
Wanting to find any excuse to leave I stood and began walking inside. "Where do you think you're going?" I stopped but didn't turn to look at him.
"I'm hungry... I have yet to eat breakfast." I didn't move, waiting for him to say something.
"Go," I quickly did exactly that. Going into the kitchen the cooks didn't even look the littlest bit surprised to see me there. I ran into Lexi and sent her a bright smile, but to my utter confusion she only sent me a weak smile.
"Is something bothering you Lexi?" She quickly shook her head.
"No, I'm just a little tired." I furrowed my brows.
"Have you eaten anything?" Her silence gave me my answer. I shook my head disapprovingly, coming to the conclusion that the reason everyone was in a sour mood is because no one had their breakfast this morning.
I spent the next two hours preparing my special pancakes for everyone. Chocolate chip pancakes... strawberry, cinnamon, blueberry, banana... Lexi was there to help me find all the utensils and toppings I needed. I found that I really enjoyed talking with her, she could be very funny at times.
Elijah, Ruth, David, and Noah were seated out on the patio. Ruth was saying something to Elijah but he only eyed her out before turning away. Noah tensed when I walked in. I decided I wasn't going to speak with him, he had no right to treat me the way he did this morning.
Lexi was nice enough to help me place a plate in front of everyone. I put the different stacks of pancakes in the middle of the table. No one said a word as I began to serve everyone's breakfast. I wasn't sure which kind of pancake they wanted so I tried to go with what I thought they would like. No one complained that is until I got to Ruth.
"Is that bananas?"
I smiled proudly. "Yes, it's very easy to prepare, I could show you if you want. You only need sliced bananas, egg, milk, and I like to add a bit of vanilla-"
She shook her head. "Are there any plain pancakes?" I haven't made any plain thinking it was pointless seeing everyone loved my cooking.
"Oh well, I only eat the original pancakes." She stared at me expectingly.
"Um... I can always go fix up some more I guess." I began to make my way inside.
"Sit down Gabrielle," I bit my lip at the sound of Elijah's voice. I glanced at Ruth before slowly taking a seat. Seeing Ruth was occupying the seat beside Elijah, I sat next to Noah. "If you aren't satisfied with the food here fuck off and make your own shit." Ruth eyes widened into saucers. She quickly got herself together. Plastering a smile she began eating her banana. The men also began devouring their food.
"This is very good Gabby." Noah said breaking the silence.
"Thank you," I replied glancing at him quickly before looking back at the amazing view of the garden. I heard him let out an exhausted sigh beside me. "You're angry with me?"
I shook my head. "Angry? No... I could never be angry with you. Disappointed? Yes." He didn't respond.
"You can be angry with me but not Noah. That's not very fair?" Elijah mocked. I frowned.
"You never play fair so I'll call it even." He smiled and for a second everything stopped. He actually looked normal. His smile wasn't crazed looking or even sadistic, but if anything from past experience have told me is Elijah is anything but normal.
After brunch was over I helped the maids with cleaning everything up. Elijah tried to oppose but I didn't give him time to. Once I finished with clearing the table, I found it pointless to return back to the patio knowing Elijah wouldn't allow me to do anything but sit there. Instead I headed upstairs and drowned myself in the comfort of my books.
The sound of the door being closed shut had me jolting awake. I was still in the comfy chair with the book opened on my chest. Elijah was leaning against the door doing nothing but staring at me. It was very creepy.
I noticed how his eyes slowly darkened as he continued to watch me. I didn't dare move. I'm not sure how long we stayed like that before Elijah walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I allowed myself to breath then.
When he finally returned back to the room I didn't waste no time to rush into the bathroom. I didn't bother to stretch my shower knowing I would have to face him regardless. Wrapping Elijah's oversize bathrobe around me I walked back into the room.
As expected Elijah was awoke and in bed. His arms were behind his head as his hands supported his head. My gaze fell on his bare chest and it took everything in me not to stare at the patterns that decorated his body. I bit my lip and started to find something to wear, trying to ignore his dark gaze.
"How do you wanna do this?" I furrowed my brows, not understanding what it was he was saying. "I want to fuck you." At hearing those words my breathing became frantic. Elijah sat up placing his feet on the floor but stayed seated on the bed.
I looked at the door. Elijah, seeing this, raised a brow but didn't move. "Go ahead, but if I catch you I'll fuck you out there for all to see." My eyes widened and I knew there was no delaying this.
He tilted his head. "Ruth? What about her?"
"You have Ruth..."
"Yeah..." Oh this stupid man.
"Why do this with me when you have Ruth?"
"Why fuck you when I can be fucking Ruth." He summed up. I felt my cheeks heat up at his bold words. "I swear you have no fucking brain in there. Do you listen to shit I say?" I furrowed my brows and he cursed. "Come here," Oh god. I shook my head backing away. His brow raised tauntingly.
When he saw I wasn't going to move he stood from the bed, and I was sure my feet were going to give out. Elijah slowly walked towards me. When he finally reached me I braced myself but to my utter surprise he kissed me, a very harsh kiss. I tried reciprocate the kiss but it was impossible for me to keep up. It was hard, frantic, as if he couldn't get enough.
I gasped in a breath of air the moment he pulled away. His hand grasped my jaw, forcing me to look into his dark hungry eyes. The thirst, hunger, and need in his eyes had my heart pounding in my chest. He was a man on a mission and I knew tonight was not going to end well.