Leanna-Chapter 192: [Assault] [The Favor]

[Estela’s POV]

[Assault]

My head rose when I heard a faint sound of footsteps heading towards my direction, and I knew that man would be here at any moment.

I glanced at my clothes, which, for all oddity, was twenty meters away from me. I didn’t think and sprinted towards it. But lady luck was very adamant about keeping me on her hate list today. I slipped on a rock and fell on the shore.

Crappy P***! 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

I don’t have time for this!

I steady myself, but I didn’t know why my feet were not cooperating and kept on slipping against the rocks –– like it wanted my body found in all its nakedness.

"Little Stella."

Oh no!

I let go of any idea to come to the shore when his voice was getting nearer. I ran into the middle of the river and squatted myself there, hoping the water could hide my nudity.

"Little Ste––"

He didn’t finish his sentence when he saw me in the waters. He was holding piles of fruits in his arms.

For a moment, I thought I saw something flash in his eyes, which sent shivers down to my very core.

"Sorry . . . I didn’t know you’re bathing. I’ll go back to the hut."

I breathed a sigh of relief when he turned around, and I crept my way towards my clothes while maintaining submerged in the water, afraid he would turn around and see me in all my glory.

But it seemed lady luck really hated me this day.

"Ah!"

I yelped when my feet scraped against a sharp rock which, of course, garnered the man’s unwanted attention.

"Little Stela! What’s wrong?!"

I didn’t reply and continued to inspect my injured foot. I sighed in relief when I saw the scrape was not that deep.

"Little Stela, are you alright?"

I turned around, and the man was already at the shore, meters away from me.

My eyes bulged.

"Kyaaah!"

I plunged myself deeper in the water, and I think the man took my screaming the wrong way as he forcefully raised me by the arm.

"Little Stela! What’s wrong?!"

"N-no!"

I tried to get back my arm from his grasp while my other hand didn’t know which to hide first.

SPLASH!

I lost my balance from our tag of war and landed on my butt on the pebbles. The water was not that deep, below waist level.

I opened my eyes, and those violet poles greeted me. The man was now on fours, pinning me under him.

I heard him gulped as his eyes traveled on my wet face down to my shoulders and down more. Wherever his eyes went, it left burning sensations that accumulated in the pit of my stomach. And before I knew it, his tongue was already on my face, licking my skin dry.

My arms flew toward his chest as I shifted my head away from his wandering tongue.

"S-stop it . . . W-what are you doing?"

To my horror, my voice sounded all wrong.

I quivered when his pupils narrowed. His whole person changed like it was sunny, and now it was dark.

It was my turn to gulp when he licked his lips, ever so slow.

He extended his arms and leaned closer to me, shoving my weak attempt to push him aside. My strength left me when his hot breath fanned my face. His eyes boring into mine that all I could do was shift my head away from his demanding mouth.

"I remembered it would always be I who would ask you to stop." He chuckled and leaned even closer, face serious. His voice was turning rough and brittle. "Now that you’re actually gone . . . I miss it . . . I miss it a lot."

"Maybe this will jog some memories," he added, and held my chin and pressed his lips against mine.

The intensity of his kiss made my arms flung around his neck for support as my eyes bulged when he used his tongue to force my lips open.

"Nghh . . . st . . . op . . ."

It was a wrong move on my part. The moment my mouth opened, he plunged his tongue inside and assaulted my tongue before he led it towards his mouth and sucked it –– hard.

"Mnghhhh . . ."

Wave after wave of pleasurable sensations and heating of my body caused my brain to be dizzy. I tightened my grip around his neck, afraid that any moment, I would pass out from the intensity of his kiss.

He scooped me up before he sauntered to the shore. He placed me on the smooth pebbles while he ravished my mouth.

"N-no . . ."

I managed to squeak when he stopped and hovered above me.

I turned my body around, hoping to crawl away from him. But any resistance was futile as he circled his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him while his other hand held my neck –– not letting me go.

He was kneeling while he bent his body as he licked my bare back. I, on the other hand, was on all fours. My palms were extended against the ground, supporting my weight.

This position is not good.

I felt weak, like all my strength was sapped out from me at his every kiss. His every suck and lick.

He continued to ravish me while I was like a delirious girl moaning and crying ’no.’

He released my neck as he straightened his back. Then I heard something like a zipper being opened, and when I turned around, my eyes almost went out of its sockets.

"N-no!"

I panicked and crawled away from his tight grip, yet found my actions fruitless when he held my hips with both hands, not letting me escape.

"No!" I kept screaming and trashing.

I was not entirely afraid of him, but I was scared that I’d disappear once he inserted that ’thing’ inside me.

"Don’t worry . . . I won’t . . . yet," he teased as he rubbed his length between my thighs.

My body jerked at the first contact of his hard cock against my sex. My ’no’s’ turned to moans at the pleasant sensation he was giving me. The slow rocking of our bodies made me relax as the warmth and aching of my core made me want for more.

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[Estela’s POV]

[The Favor]

I was alarmed at how my brain worked.

I felt something inside me was trying to break free. Trying to wake up. And that scared me.

Like I would disappear if that something did wake up.

Without a second thought, I gathered my strength and kicked him.

"Agh!"

He groaned and loosened his grip. I crawled away from him and dashed towards my clothes.

"Estela, wait!"

I didn’t wait.

The moment I snatched my clothes, I sprinted into the forest.

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"Estela . . ."

I shrunk into the crevice of a large tree root. I thought I could hide from him, but it was just my wishful thinking.

"Go away!"

I shouted when he bent down and reached out to me.

He paused, and his face contorted in pain. Then he smiled –– a sad smile.

"I’m sorry . . . I shouldn’t have done that to you . . ."

He placed the piles of fruits in front of me before he raised his arms, signaling he wouldn’t do me any harm. And I thought he would finally go away when he turned around, but much to my dismay, he sat on a large tree root not far from where I am. His eyes were not leaving mine the moment he settled himself.

"I won’t do that again. So . . . can we . . . talk . . . ?"

His voice was low and careful. He was probably afraid I would sprint again.

I didn’t respond and shrank myself some more, praying for him to go away.

"Why don’t we talk about something. You know, so you can get to know me better."

He smiled, and I swear . . . I thought my eyes had gone wrong when I saw sparkles around him.

I still didn’t respond, staring at him in suspicion.

I don’t want him near me.

"I’m Zhander Jansen, twenty-four years old, and I’m . . . your boyfriend."

. . .

. . .

I thought as much.

I frowned.

"But, of course, you don’t remember that." He chuckled while he ran his fingers through his hair.

But after a while of silence, he sighed.

"You’re probably wondering why you and I are here. Frankly, I don’t have a clue either. At that time when I saw you at your brother’s office . . . I was actually asking him a favor to see and talk to you with your mother so tightly guarding you and all . . . I had no other choice but to ask for his help."

My frown deepened.

Something tells me asking my brother for favors was never a good idea.

He laughed. More like a tired laugh.

"I never imagined he would trick me. I woke up one day, finding a person at my door, sent by your brother, who would take me to see you. Since I was so excited to finally have a chance to talk to you . . . I tag along . . . and here I am."

He weakly smiled at himself as he shook his head a little. Then he stared at me, face serious.

"But I would still come even on top of Everest or in the deepest part of a blazing volcano or the freezing desolate Arctic so I could see and talk to you again."

I bit my lip and interlocked my fingers when something inside me tried to break free. I was getting dizzy at the pounding pain. I didn’t know if the pounding was my heart or my brain or maybe both.

"Little Stela, what’s wrong?"

I heard the worry in his voice.

He probably noticed my face contorted in agony as droplets of cold sweat erupted from my skin. And before I knew it, I slumped on the ground. His cries of my name were the last thing I heard before my vision faded.