Page 28 of Impure Vows

Aliyah’s eyes widen, a mix of fear and defiance swirling in those deep brown depths. She swallows hard, trying to keep her composure. “What do you want from me?”

“Everything,” I murmur, my lips grazing her earlobe. “Your submission. Your loyalty. Your body.”

She shudders, her breath hitching. “You’re insane.”

“Maybe,” I concede, a dark chuckle rumbling in my chest. “But you’re mine, Aliyah. You witnessed something you shouldn’t have. Now, you belong to me.”

Her body tenses, and she tries to push me away, but it’s a futile effort. My grip tightens, and I press her harder against the bed. “Stop fighting. It only makes this more difficult for you.”

“Difficult for me?” she snaps, her voice rising. “You’re the one making my life a living hell!”

I laugh, the sound harsh and unforgiving. “You have no idea what hell is, sweetheart. But keep resisting, and I’ll gladly show you.”

Her eyes flash with anger, and she glares at me. “I’ll never be yours.”

“Oh, but you will,” I say, my tone softening, becoming almost tender. “You’ll come to see that being mine is the best thing that could happen to you.”

Aliyah’s defiance wavers, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. I can see the conflict in her eyes, the war between fear and the inexplicable pull she feels toward me. It’s intoxicating.

“Here’s the deal,” I continue, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her hip.

I lean in, my lips grazing her neck. She trembles beneath me, her body betraying her as she squirms, brushing against my hardened cock. A low growl escapes me, and I whisper in her ear, my voice a dangerous purr.

“Here’s the deal,” I continue, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her hip. “You can either come with me right now,” I pause, savoring the moment, watching the defiance flare in her eyes. “Or,” I continue, my tone dropping to a deadly whisper, “I will kill that bitchy little roommate of yours. Sophia.”

Her name rolls off my tongue with contempt, and I can feel Aliyah stiffen beneath me. I can't help the way my hips move forward, brushing against Aliyah as I push myself up. Her body tenses, another shiver running through her.

The fear in her eyes morphs into sheer horror, and she shakes her head, her voice trembling with desperation. “No... please...”

I chuckle darkly, my smile widening into something dark and possessive, savoring the power I hold over her.I have her trapped.

“Look at you,” I murmur, my voice a dangerous purr as I lean closer, my breath fanning across her face. “So scared. So vulnerable. You’re completely at my mercy, and I think you know it.”

Her eyes are wide, her breath coming in short gasps. She’s panicking, and it’s beautiful. I lean in closer, savoring the way her body trembles beneath mine, her wide eyes filling with tears. I dip my head against her neck, my lips brushing against her ear. “What’s it going to be, Aliyah?”

15

ALIYAH

The ultimatum he just gave me crashes over me like a tidal wave. Go with him, or he’ll kill Sophia. My mind reels, struggling to grasp the reality of my situation. his body presses against mine, his erection an unignorable fact pinning my hips to the bed. His breath is hot on my neck, and his cologne fills my senses confusingly with danger and desire.

“Why are you doing this?” My voice trembles, barely above a whisper.

“Because I can.” His lips curve into a predatory smile, eyes dark with amusement.

I try to think, to find a way out of this, but his presence overwhelms me. “You don’t have to hurt her. She’s innocent.”

His fingers trail down my arm, sending shivers through my body. “And you think you’re not?”

“Please,” I beg, hating the desperation in my voice. “Let her go.”

He laughs softly, a sound that sends a chill down my spine. “You don’t get to make demands, Aliyah.”

The way he says my name, like it’s a possession, makes my skin crawl. I need to keep him talking, to buy time. “What do you want from me?”

“I want you to understand,” he says, his tone turning serious. “You belong to me now. Your life, your choices, everything.”

I shake my head, tears blurring my vision. “This isn’t fair.”

---