Craved by the Wrong Volkov-Chapter 232: I can destroy you
Raphael’s POV
The ropes bit into my wrists, every small shift sending fresh pain up my arms. I tested them again, trying to break free, but nothing gave up. My ankles were also bound to the bedpost. I was spread out, naked, exposed, and completely at her mercy. I have never felt so humiliated in my life before
Amelia studied me enough to see the way I squirmed at her mercy. A sick smile rolled up her lips. She reached for the robe, a single thug at the knot left it falling straight on the floor leaving her completely exposed
It was dark already, and the room was dimly lit with just the bedside lamp and the shadows from outside. Still, it didn’t hide the carnage on her skin. My eyes burned seeing the multiple hickeys and bite marks on places it shouldn’t be..
It reminded me of what I did while being completely unaware. I couldn’t stare away, I had never stared that long at any woman aside from Braelyn... there wasn’t any look of adoration or even tenderness in my gaze
It was unrestrained loathing and disgust. I hated her for making me do those things. I was disgusted at myself for being so wild with someone who wasn’t Braelyn...
I have never even treated Braelyn that roughly before when we made love, but this devil. My throat burned as I glared at her
Amelia chuckled, completely unbothered by my vehemence glare. "Don’t I look beautiful, Raphael?" she drawled my name, giggling at the sound. " This is your doing, and I loved every second of it," she chimed. My stomach twisted.
Amelia crawled up the mattress slowly, like a predator savouring the hunt, completely naked. Her eyes stared at my naked body like some fiend.
She straddled my waist, settling her weight on me, deliberately rubbing her butt on my limp cock as her fingers traced lazy patterns across my abs, nails scraping just enough to make my skin crawl. My eyes turned bloodshot, the humiliation wasn’t over...
"Don’t," I gritted out, voice hoarse. "Get the fuck off me." I couldn’t stand her. I wondered where the cute girl I knew, who always followed me, calling me brother, disappeared to. This was a monster.
She laughed softly and, delighted by my reaction, was completely unhinged.
"Why?" she purred, leaning down until her hair curtained around us. Her breath was hot against my ear. "Are you scared you can’t control your dick and you will get hard for me?" she chuckled in my ears.
"You fucking raped me Amelia. You will regret the day you were born," I spat. Her smile didn’t falter. If anything, it grew. She placed her finger on my lips, shushing me up.
"Rape? That’s a harsh word..." She tilted her head, mock confusion. "You were hard the entire time, Raphael. You were begging for it." Bile rose in my throat.
She continued in a soft voice. "You begged unable to bear the heat and as a righteous saviour i couldn’t bear to watch you suffer so I let you ravage me as you want.." she chimed
"Shut up!!" I screamed but it didn’t stop her. Her hands continued to stray around my body..
"Oh Raphael, you were wild..." she continued with a gleaming smile. "I have never been fucked so raw before .. it was too good to forget if Braelyn was there she would be dying of jealousy seeing how loud I moaned.."
"I was unconscious." I snapped, unable to bear the humiliation. How did my life turn this way?
"Details." She rolled her hips once, grinding down. I jerked against the ropes, helpless. "You still came inside me. Multiple times. "
I turned my head away, jaw locked so tight I tasted blood. She gripped my chin, forced me to look at her.
"You know what I kept thinking the whole time?" she whispered. "How many times, Braelyn, must have done this with Richard. How many times she moaned his name while you were at home waiting for her like a loyal dog."
"Shut up." I snapped again but the image pierced my mind. Richard fucking her in her office, all the positions they must have tried. I bit my lips until I tasted the blood
"No." Her nails dug into my jaw. "You need to hear this. You need to feel it."
She leaned closer, lips brushing my ear. "I know your secret, Raphael. The one you’ve been so desperate to protect her from. As I said before, the truth about Lucien’s mother’s death."
My blood turned to ice. She had mentioned it earlier but I thought it was a joke. It wasn’t possible only a few knew the truth even Dad was unaware and I only knew before Dominic told me on his deathbed what he was too scared to tell his own daughter
"What are you talking about?" She smiled slowly with a victorious smirk.
"Avelina killed Nadia. Your precious mother-in-law murdered Lucien’s mother, the one who was claimed to have died during childbirth." My breath caught in my throat. How did she know? Her eyes sparkled..
" And that’s not all, she also killed herself in a pathetic attempt to protect her family from the Orlov family."
The room spun."How..." I blurted before realising.
"How do I know?" She laughed softly. "Because secrets never stay hidden. The hidden bones will eventually show, and this secret will not only ruin Braelyn’s life but the Volkov family too," she chimed.
"Imagine the implications of the truth if it is known that your family buried the truth. It would ruin your shares and the case might destroy the family entirely... that is the Volkov family’s biggest secret..." My world shattered all over knowing that it was highly possible Amelia was ruthless
I stared at her, heart slamming against my ribs. À What could I do? Braelyn betrayed me, but I couldn’t imagine her dying. Spouses cheat, yes, it hurts me, but I would rather make her regret it than let her die. Worse, I had to protect the family...
