Page 80 of Bleeding Crowne


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“I hate you!” I scream just as he hits my G-spot.

“I don’t care. You can hate me for the rest of your life, but the fact of the matter is that you belong to me. Whether you like it or not is up to you. We’re not having this fucking discussion again!” he growls into my ear.

I should hate him, but the way his cock is making my body sing is out of this world right now. He’s filling me up to the brim, and it’s too much. I let out a scream as he goes even harder, giving me a good pounding.

“Who does this fucking cunt belong to?” He growls his question out into my ear. I don’t answer and he pulls out of me. A second later, I feel the sting of his slap on my ass. He gives me five hard ones in quick succession before stopping and repeating his question again.

“You! It belongs to you!” I scream as he slams his cock back into me in a punishing thrust.

“Good girl. Don’t make me have to remind you of that fact again,” he says.

I feel the telltale signs of my orgasm weaving its way through my body and I let out a scream that deafens my own ears when it finally explodes out of me. I come, well more like squirt on his cock, and all my juices seem to have an effect on him because a second later, I feel the rush of his warm and sticky cum explode inside of me.

I’m still breathless as he pulls his pants up and then helps me with my leggings. He pulls me up and spins me around to face him. He brings his lips down on mine in a slow and tender kiss, one that makes me want more of him. It’s a total contradiction to his bossy attitude just moments ago.

“We’re going to find a way to work through all our shit once your stalker situation is taken care of. I know I have a lot to make up for, but I will because your ass is mine. Is that clear?” he growls at me, and I shake my head. He leaves me for a moment and walks over to where his bag is lying on the floor before he pulls something out of it. “I’m starting with this.”

I look at what he has in his hand and see two notebooks. One is new and the other one, the leather is burned halfway down on the outside.

“What is this?” I gasp because I know that notebook. I can’t believe I’m seeing it again.

“It’s your old notebook. I didn’t let it fully burn. When you left, I put the fire out and saved it. The new one has everything transferred. A few lines are missing here or there but I figured that with most of it there you’ll be able to fill in what’s missing,” he tells me while I’m staring at him like a ninny with my mouth hanging open.

“I—I… You rewrote my notebook?” I ask to clarify, and he nods his head.

“Why?”

“I know I was horrible to you, but somewhere deep down, I just couldn’t destroy it. I know how long you worked on it, so I was saving it. I guess I was hoping to give it back to you when we didn’t hate each other that much anymore,” he says. Emotion fills me as he pulls me into his arms. “I haven’t said it as much, but I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused.”

I cry into his chest, not able to say anything else. “I—I don’t know what to say.”

“Don’t say anything, baby. Just work on your thing and I’ll come back for you later, okay?”

“Okay. Thank you,” I say before he walks out of the room.

I open the new notebook and the old one and compare. I see that it’s mostly the same with some stuff missing here and there. For the first time in a while, I feel like things are finally starting to look up. The process of working on this project of mine doesn’t seem so daunting anymore.

I feel Mason’s cum leaking out of my pussy and I grab my phone before making my way to the bathroom.

I’ve just finished cleaning myself up in one of the stalls when the sound of my phone going off catches my attention. I see it’s a text with the link to a video and then my phone buzzes with notifications from the gossip and news sites.

I have an alert set that lets me know when anything with my name comes up. Before I can even look, my heart starts to race. Somehow, I know this isn’t going to be good.

I open the text with the video and my heart sinks into the pit of my stomach. The feeling of betrayal is nothing new, but it shatters my heart again all the same.

I look at the video of all the guys in bed with me. The one they showed me right after I woke up in bed with them all… naked.

I start to hyperventilate as I rush out of the stall and come to a stop when I see Amber and her cronies. Fuck! I don’t need this shit right now.

“Why the fuck were you fucking my man?” Amber screams as they all attack me at once. I try to shove them away but all I feel are the punches and kicks to my body. “I saw you two in the lab! How fucking dare you! If your skanky ass hadn’t come back here, he’d still be mine!”

She continues screaming and kicking and I’m barely managing to fight back since there’s four of them. Two are holding me down onto the floor while Amber kicks me in the stomach over and over again. I let out a scream as pain explodes inside of me from her assault. I manage to kick her away, but she comes back full force.

“I knew you were a fucking whore! You fucked all five of them and it’s all over the internet. Now everyone will get to see what a whore you really are!” She cackles like she’s fucking crazy, and I realize I’m not far off on that assumption.

It feels like hours but in reality is only minutes since they started beating on me. I hear the voice of people outside and am about to scream but they all back off instantly. They leave me there crumpled and lying on the floor.

My entire body hurts from the assault, and I let out a groan as the tears I’ve been holding in finally begin to fall. It takes a while, but I finally manage to get to my feet, and I limp toward the mirror. My lips are busted, and my eye is already starting to swell. There’s a bruise there. I can’t imagine what the rest of my body looks like under my clothes.

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