ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO A MAD BILLIONAIRE-Chapter 83: BROKEN CHAINS 2

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Once the doors to the punishment room were locked, Hughes gathered all the servants around passing her usual instructions.

"Make sure you all stay locked in your room. On no account should any of you leave your room no matter what." She said.

"But Miss Hughes, I don’t think there a need for that. We used three chains on him this time. There’s no way he’s breaking free." One of the servants that had helped lock Osvaldo up said.

They were so sure that Is also would never be able to break free. Even if he manages to break one chain, what about the next?

"We cannot be so sure now. Stay locked in, and no matter what happens, never leave your room." Hughes finally gave her finally warning.

"No hurry back to your rooms." She clapped her hands and everyone scrambled away. Then she turned to Barnaby.

"You know you can’t stay in here, master Os also will find you."

"I’ll sleep in the old man’s house for now. Maybe keep him a little company for the night." Hughes nodded as she watched him leave. Then she hurried over to her room, locking the door properly, before settling on the bed.

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In the punishment room, Osvaldo gritted his teeth, clenching his fist as he tried to endure the bulging pain he felt.

"Hnggggggrrr Ng... Ng... Ng." He panted.

The pain was so unbearable. He had thought he could endure it, but he was wrong. Right now, he felt like he could burst at any moment.

He wanted relief.

He needed the relief.

A relief he knew only one person was capable of giving him. The thought of her made matters worse.

He wanted her, he needed her.

He fell to his knee, body shaking violently as he tried hard to endure the pain.

His erection stood tall, pre-cum shooting out at the thought of her.

"Fuck!" Osvaldo muttered. She wasn’t here. He wasn’t even seeing her yet his body was already giving in.

Osvaldo didn’t think he could hold it in any longer.

So what if he gets a little taste of her? He could just bury himself in even if it’s only for a little second. That wouldn’t hurt. But he’s sure it would definitely make him feel better.

"Penelope." He muttered, his breath ragged.

"No." He shook his head. Those stupid bad voices were at it again. He couldn’t hurt his Penguin, she’s innocent. He’ll kill her if he meets her like this.

But he was dying...

What is she here for anyway?

She was brought in to satisfy him, not make him suffer more...

He gritted his teeth forcing his hands free from the shackles.

"Hey, let me out! I change my mind." He screamed struggling to break free, but no one came. Like the other times, they all ignored him.

He’ll make sure he kills every last one of his stupid servants by the time he’s out of her. He tried pulling the chains used in tying his wrist, each drag left a mark on his skin but he care less.

He was losing his mind. This curse was driving him crazy. He had no idea what his father had given him, but this pain of need was worse than madness. He would have been a lot happier if he was only mad.

"Penelope!" He called trying to break free.

"Penguin! I need you Penguin, help me!" Osvaldo screamed but no one came to his rescue.

"Barnaby, I swear I’ll kill you if you don’t give me the spare keys." He cried out, this time real tears fell from his eyes. He was helpless, he was in pain. He was dying slowly.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" He growled, deep from his throat.

A man starved is more than a madman. This was more than madness.

His now golden eyes shot up, hair damped with sweat and tears as it fell over his shoulder. Then he pulled.

With all his might. With every anger and pain he felt, he pulled.

A crack sounded, and then another as Osvaldo pulled the chains from the wall. He ran towards the door, opening it so easily since Barnaby didn’t lock the door. The older man had thought the three chains were enough to tame their madmaster, little did he know it did nothing to Osvaldo’s needs.

His steps were quick as he searched for Barnaby. That stupid old man. He recalled giving him the spare keys to Penny’s room. Right now he regretted why he did that.

He should have just taken her while they were in the lab. Maybe, just maybe, his wants wouldn’t be as bad as it is now.

"Barnaby!" His deep managing voice sounded as he kicked the door open. But the room was empty. Osvaldo groaned. Where the hell is that stupid old man?

The other maids seated in their rooms were terrified at the sound of the monsters voice. Everyone, including Hughes, prayed that he wouldn’t notice her.

Not tonight.

"Barnaby!" Osvaldo’s eyes moved around. He’s never been more frustrated in his life.

"Arghhhhhh!" He screamed out his frustration. The pain turned even more unbearable. He needed help.

He would have to resort to the next option. Persuading his Penguin. Surely, she will open the door for him.

He climbed the stairs, how steps precise as he reached her door.

Osvaldo stared at the door, his head twitching as he looked at it. He was trying not to reach it. The good side of him wanted to turn back, he could endure. After all, it’s just a little pain. It isn’t something he cannot endure.

But the bad side was stronger. His pleasure came before anything else. He wanted to fuck the living hell out of her tight cunt. It’s the only thing that mattered to him.

His groin pressed against her softness as he thrust deep into her tightness. He would make her scream all night till she forgets who she is.

Then he banged on the door.

The door rattled as his fists slammed into it.

"Penelope!" Osvaldo’s voice was hoarse, rough, and broken.

"Penguin, please open the door." He begged further. He was desperate, but he couldn’t let her see it. He didn’t want to scare her more.

His sweet innocent Penguin. It wouldn’t be hard to sway her to himself now would it?

"M... Mr Osvaldo?" Her sweet soft voice sounded and another precum shot from his dick.

Fucking hell, her voice alone aroused him further. Osvaldo placed one hand on the door and another hand on his hardness as he started stroking.

"Fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck." He muttered under his breath trying to calm down. His body trembled.

"Yes, Penguin. Please... open the door." His voice was softer now. Gentle. Pleading.

"B-But... you said I shouldn’t. You said no matter what..." Another precum shot out.

"I know. I know what I said," he interrupted, his tone thick with emotion. "But I’m okay now. I promise."

"I’m sorry for everything that happened earlier. I didn’t mean to scare you. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Let me fix this, Penguin. Please... let me make it up to you."

"I... I don’t think so, Mr Osvaldo. Earlier..."

"Forget whatever I said earlier Penguin." Osvaldo’s voice was eerily calm, like a demon coaxing his pet.

"Please Penguin help me out, don’t do this to me." He pleaded.

"I’ve been good to you haven’t I? I’ve protected you. You promised to help me out. No questions asked." Osvaldo persuaded her.

Penny bit her lower lips, contemplating whether to open the door or not. Osvaldo sounded normal to her.

But he had told her not to open the door no matter how hard he begged.

"But..."

"Open this door, Penelope!" Osvaldo’s ragged voice sounded.

"Is this what I get for being good to you?" He asked.

"How dare you betray me after everything I’ve done for you Penny?" He banged the door harder.

"Just pray I don’t open this door today, else you’re dead Penguin." He banged harder, kicking with his foot and when it didn’t open, Osvaldo stopped, his knee dropped to the floor, his body shaking violently.

He couldn’t take it anymore. He gripped the floor, his fingers pressing deep against the marble floor. He was going crazy.

"Penelope!" Osvaldo screamed.

"Don’t do this to me, Penelope!" He yelled banging the door one more time, before finally settling on the floor.

Osvaldo decided to help himself. He lay on the floor, body trembling as he tried to endure the pain he was going through.

After a few minutes passed, Osvaldo started banging on the door again, crying and threatening Penny.

His cries went on till the next morning. Then he walked away, moving around the mansion, searching for anything to relieve himself of the pain, but he found nothing.

It turns out his Penguin was evil. She wouldn’t help him no matter how much he pleaded.