My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Author’s POV

GIANNA could feel chills running down her spines as she and Greg left, the guys were standing there watching and speechless.

“I think we should know what happened before he would do anything worse to that poor girl”, Lionel who always looks serious was the one who cared about Gianna the most.

“You are right Lionel, let me ask what happened”, Clems hummed in response.

“Please calm him and try to tell him the whole story. He will only listen to his best friend right now”.

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Gianna’s POV

His car speed was increasing with time as I was sitting there praying to get home safely.

“Gr… Greg…”, his mouth was shut in a firm line. I could see his jaw clenched.

“Please… listen to me”, I tried again.

“Shut your mouth Gianna, I will deal with you once we get home, you little slut”, he echoed.

I flinched as he threatened me in his deep dominating voice.

“I… I am sorry, it was not what you think”, tears were in my eyes as he applied the brakes aggressively grabbing my chin.

“Shut your mouth”, he left my chin, starting the engine again.

Soon, we arrived at the mansion. He dragged me inside as I begged him to let me go.

He just wanted to punish me for daring to talk to Clemson again.

He finally let me go once we got inside the room as he locked the door behind him.

He walked past me to sit on the chair as I stood there shaking not knowing what was about to come.

“Come here”, he commanded in a dominating voice.

I walked towards him, quivering, lowering my head.

“Take off your clothes”.

I looked at him with wide eyes.

“You heard me. Take off your clothes. You do not want your punishment to get worse, do you?”, his deep husky voice was scaring me to the core.

There was nothing I could do except crying. I shakily unzipped my gown letting it fall on the ground. I was in my underwear now.

“Take these off too, butterfly”, he said, biting his lips.

“Have mercy Greg… I won’t dare converse with him ever again” I whimpered.

He stood up and walked towards me, then he leaned forward as his long cold hands caressed my bare back unhooking the hook of my bra.

He removed my bra and tossed it aside, then went on his knees and proceeded to pull his panties down forcefully.

He kissed my thigh before standing up, making me shudder.

There I was, all naked in front of him, who was about to torture me. He took my hand walking towards the bed as he sat down.

All of a sudden, he pulled me to sit on his lap, I did and my back faced him.

“Stand still and answer my question”, he commanded, forcefully raising my chin.

My tears were constantly falling and I was feeling ashamed of myself but what could I do?

“Now baby… didn’t I tell you you are not allowed to talk to other men?”, he said while rubbing my ass.

“Didn’t I?” He shouted and I flinched.

“Y… Yes…”, my answer came out more like a whisper.

“Then why don’t you listen?”