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Atonement	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: 1 through F > Cruel Intentions Views: 2014 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-2
Mine
Kathryn blinks her eyes open. She shouldn't have been so hasty about lying to Ronald. Perfect plans are not devised in mere seconds. This is the very first thing that she had learnt growing up. How could she have forgotten it.
Look where it has landed you. She thinks.
The doctor eyes her and she looks at him coldly. It is not his fault of course. She looks stunning even in her hospital gown. He averts his eyes hastily and mutters, "You are completely fine now, Miss Merteuil. The paper work has been completed by your step-brother and you are free to go."
"Thank you." She mutters, her lips upturning in a perfect smile even as her eyes stay cold. It's too early for this and she is too furious with herself and bloody Sebastian.
"I will send him in." The doctor mutters and practically flees out of the room. A minute later, Sebastian enters, his eyes matching hers in coldness and leans against the door, his arms crossed. He is looking as haggard and homeless as ever. God only knows why he insists on dressing like this when he could afford anything he wants. Sometimes, she wonders if he does so just to spite her.
"Hullo Kathryn." He murmurs, silkily and she looks pointedly at the ceiling. For once, she has nothing to say. He knows what she did and there is no way she can twist it into something else.
"You fed Ronald a bunch of lies and half truths and sent him after me." He murmurs, his voice deceptively soft and she looks at ceiling still.
"Then you came running after him almost got yourself killed, completely contrary to your original plan." He continues smoothly, "which begs the question that why did you do so?"
She does not answer him at all.
"You were jealous of Annette, weren't you?"
"You are delusional." Finally, she says and smirks at him before continuing, "You rejected me for her and I couldn't bear it. I had to destroy you. No one messes me up and escapes without consequences."
He doesn't buy it of course. She himself doesn't buy her own words. He sighs at her before continuing, "Why did you come after him?"
"I didn't want to be imprisoned because of your stupid homeless ass." She lies once again and he looks at her stonily, "About that. I am moving out. I am moving to my father's estate."
She stares at him. She doesn't want him to move out. He is by far the most amusing toy she has ever played with and she wants to continue doing so.
"You never did tell me as to why you moved out of your father's house in the first place and why are you moving back there." She asks, her eyebrows furrowed and he sighs, "I am fed up of all these mind games of yours."
"Oh! Just admit that you are running away from me because Miss seventeen magazine wants you too. You are completely pussy whipped." She mocks him and he cuts her off by drawling, "Not that it is any of your business, but I am not getting back with her. Now, I would like to take my leave. Have a nice life Kathryn." He purrs her name seductively and licks his lips. As usual, his antics create an ache in her groin but she maintains her composure and dismisses him off lazily, "Whatever."
He mock-salutes her and leaves and she is left fuming at the bloody door he has closed behind him.
She changes into her dress quickly and closes her eyes in relief as she remembers that she had left her phone at home. Atleast it is safe. Her rosary is still around her neck. Another thing that she couldn't afford to lose. She sits back on the bed because her legs still ache a bit and that's when the door opens once again and in comes, Sebastian yet again.
"To what do I owe the displeasure of seeing you yet again?" She asks him while studying her nails. He does not speak though. He simply walks towards her and looms over her, his eyes unreadable and his face blank. She gasps as his fingers graze either side of her neck. The nerve!
Their eyes stay locked and his fingers travel behind her neck and onto the clasp of her rosary. That's when her surprise transforms into rage and she scowls at him, trying to remove his hands.
"You are getting rid of this here and now, Kathryn." He mutters dangerously and she looks at him with cold eyes, her hands on his fingers on the back of her neck.
"I am most certainly not." She snaps at him furiously and his hands wrap around her throat, putting barest pressure on her neck as his eyes look into hers icily.
"You are. Let me remove this." He almost growls at her and his hands are possessive around her throat. He has always has this dominating streak though he has never used it before. As much as it turns her on, she is not about to bend to his whims however. She can't let him think that she will live as his puppet.
She looks at and speaks coldly, "You can't make me do anything. Just fuck off."
His eyes gleam dangerously and he turns around towards the door. Only for a moment, Kathryn is relieved that he is finally leaving but then he just locks the door and returns in front her. She does not get even a moment to think as to what he is doing when he pushes her shoulder none too gently. She falls back against the pillow and then he picks her legs and places them on the bed as well. Then he settles beside her.
His index finger rests on her cleavage and she instantly regrets wearing a low necked dress for a bloody rescue mission.
"I can make you do anything, Kathryn." He whispers seductively and his eyes stay on hers as his fingers slide out of her cleavage and crawl slowly from her stomach to her groin and finally rest on her thighs. He wastes no time in sneaking his finger inside her skirt. she is not wearing her panties. They had gotten destroyed in the accident and so the absence makes it easy for him. His ice blue eyes are locked on her black ones.
She moans as he circles her slit and she knows that she should throw him off, push him off the bed, do anything to stop this. She can't let him have an upper hand on her.
"So wet." He murmurs and his finger goes inside her cunt. She moans and spreads her legs for him. He is just toying with her and is taking care not to touch her clit.
"Beautiful." He whispers and his thumb barely grazes her clit. She wants to come so desperately but he has other things mind. He rubs his fingers inside her cunt and gathers her juices. Bringing his fingers to her lips, he demands, "Suck."
It is humiliating and she averts her eyes from him, snarling back, "Fuck off." She is bloody excited. But she won't give in. She won't let him win.
"Awww, darling, you don't know what I would do if you don't suck my fingers right away. I could destroy you Kathryn. I know things about you that others don't. All your dirty little secrets. Others might be afraid of you or wrapped around your little finger but I am not. I know your likes dislikes, your perversion. It would destroy you thoroughly and utterly. I could make you come on my hands in front of a thousand people Kathryn. In fact the ball that is approaching is a very nice opportunity to do just that. Surely, you don't want that. Just because you refused to let me fuck you, it doesn't mean that I didn't do my homework." He whispers seductively at her and somehow it still seems to turn her on. Where has the boy who was just crying yesterday vanished. She is shocked, though her face reflects nothing but indifference. His language-
"You come off it, don't you? My dirty language." He mocks her and pushes his fingers inside her mouth. She is breathing hard now. She doesn't want him to stop. In fact she wants him to have his way with her. He has always been like this but Annette had snatched her Sebastian away from her and changed him into something that he isn't. This Sebastian turns her on. She can't get enough of him. After she has sucked his fingers off, the bastard places them in her cleavage again. This time, he cleans his fingers on her skin and it is utterly insulting. He bends down until his lips are almost touching the skin near her cleavage and bites her. She moans and archs her back. When he gets up, the his teeth marks are visible there and she glares at him.
"You bastard. You- how dare you?" She whispers in a dangerous voice. At least she wants it to be dangerous. All that escapes is a breathy whisper. She hates it when he has this effect on her.
"Now, will you give your rosary to me or shall I make you a laughing stock of this town." He purrs and she averts her eyes. She can't do anything right now but she will avenge this somehow.
He places his fingers on the clasp of her rosary again and opens it. Two minutes later, it is lying on his hands, completely empty. He has thrown her precious coke down the drain.
"I am burning this. If you still have this stuff at your place, you will throw it out or I will do it for you." He warns her and she glares at him, "You will pay back for this little stunt, Sebastian. I will make sure you do."
He scoffs and walks towards the door and when he is just about to leave, he murmurs, "Oh! my darling, I will be the one taking revenge and you will be the one paying. Goodbye, until next time of course."
She snarls at the word 'darling' but he has already left the room, leaving her fuming and in a desperate need of release.
Bastard. She hisses and throws the glass on the closed door to vent her frustration out.
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