Chapter 24: I love her
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Marie had gotten home early that day, since she had bunked half the day anyway at school, she had
thought that she would just get inside her room before her father got home and just think, think about
all that happened recently, think about Iyan.
Whenever his name came to her mind, her stomach filled with butterflies, his possessive touch, the kiss
they shared, the feelings she felt he had for her…it was too much to absorb, something about the way
he felt for her, just drew her more to him every single time she thought of him.
But today was not the day she could think of all this. Rupert had already been home. In fact, he sat in
anticipation waiting for her to get home, he was sitting on the lengthy L-shaped couch of the ptial
living room of his vi. It waspletely mental to think of, but Rupert had finished work all too early
today just to get home and confront his daughter about that boy he had seen in the morning. Thinking
about him even being close to Marie made his blood boil, she was only his.
As soon as Marie turned the keys of her house and opened the door, Rupert stood up, alert and
attentive to the noise the old wooden main door of the house made as it opened. She locked the door
now,pletely unaware of the man standing behind her. Rupert was very sneaky, probably due to his
profession too.
Before she could even turn around, Rupert twisted her arm from behind and nked her forcefully
against that wooden door, her back facing him.
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Marie winced in pain as his grip on her arm tightened to not let her move at all, Rupert was a
previously army trained professional, his grip could not be escaped or broken until he allowed for it.
He grew close to her ear and asked her in his husky and deep voice, “Who was that boy that came to
you in the morning?”
Small beads of sweat formed on her forehead and her heartbeat raced inside her chest, pounding
uncontrobly. She was still recovering from the shock as she managed to say in pain of her arm still
held in his extremely tight grip, “He is just a ssmate father…I don’t know him…”
“Tell me the truth bitch!” he shouted in her ear and twisted her arm further as he drew in dangerously
close to her.
Marie was crying by now, still wincing in pain, hot tears flowed down her red-hot cheeks as she
defended herself, “I am telling you the truth, please let me go…” she could not stop crying.
Rupert could not sense if she was telling the truth, but he buried his face inside her crux of her bony
neck, she smelled so good, he wanted her beneath him right now, screaming in pain.
“Get this straight inside your head, you are mine and only mine! Nothing will change this!” he let out as
he started licking her ear, his grip still tight on her arm and she shrunk to the agony, her heart still
racing.
This man struck fear inside her heart but right now, all she felt was disgust, she was disgusted to stand
here, with him having all control over her body and the pain she felt was not only physical, but her pain
was also all withheld in her heart, a heart that could no longer love or feel anything other than torment,
horror, and misery. At the mere mention of this man.
As his other hand lingered the back of her dress and caressed the back of her bra and then her hips,
he loosened his grip on Marie’s arm and his hand started groping her breasts from the front in an
unsatiable thirst.
However, Marie now felt sick to the core, her tears flowed endlessly at her vulnerability to stop all this
from happening again. She wished she could just get one chance, she wanted to flee from this man,
far, far away. Even that was not possible, Rupert Lewis was indeed her legal guardian after her
mother’s death, she would be his responsibility until she turned 18 and she could hardly wait for that
day.
His hands now snatched her backpack and threw it away as he hungrily pressed himself against her;
she tried to fight against his grip on her and get free of his hold but failed miserably against his mighty
grip. Suddenly, she experienced an unexpected nausea and she copsed in Rupert’s hands, losing all
conscience…
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Iyan stood underneath her house now. He had been trying her cell since he had been looking for her in
the afternoon now. But no response, her phone was still switched off.
He could not even wait any longer, he knew what he had to do to see her once more.
Iyan had mounted the gate of the bungalow she lived in, without making any noise and once he was in,
he tried to figure out which window was hers. All windows of the bungalow were wide enough to let a
man climb inside but all of them were covered with thick curtains drawn over them and they were all
dark anyway.
Except for one window.
Iyan decided to climb to the first floor to see if it was Marie’s room. He did get the thought that it was
probably not the right thing to do but if he had to be there for her, he would do anything to fulfill his
words, even if that meant climbing her window at 1 am in the middle of the night.
With some difficulty, he was even able to climb up the first floor and there he saw her, lying inside her
bed peacefully. Though what surprised him was that she was still wearing the uniform that she had
been wearing in the morning when he hadst seen her.
He wondered if she was okay and after some peeking to ensure she was all alone, he opened the
window and stealthily got inside. The room of her door was closed but the first thing he did was lock it
anyway just in case her dad decided to drop by.
After that, he sat down on the edge of her king-sized bed as he watched her, she was in a deep
slumber. He got a bit closer to her and ced his right hand over her forehead to see if she had any
fever and he realized that her body had been burning up. Her golden hair was a mess and her cheeks
had been hot and slightly pink, and her forehead was also hot. She seemed to be having a high
temperature. It worried him even more.
Iyan quickly got up and covered her with the thick quilt thatid on one side of her bed. He didn’t want
her to get worried about exams or practically anything at all. He could easily make her pass those,
even if anything else would bother her, he would be there as a shield before anything got to her.
He held her palm in his and caressed her hand, he wanted her to get better. If there was anything she
would have asked for, he would have made sure he gave it to her. Iyan was not the type of guy who
relied on his parents’ wealth; he believed in himself, and he knew that he would be able to do pretty
good on his own.
But looking at Marie and how attached he had grown with her; he had this faint idea in his mind that
life could be a lot better if he could have her with him in the future. He could already picture her in
his future ns, maybe even as a life partner, it was probably too intense he knew but his feeling was
just as strong as well.
That’s when he realized, he loved her.
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