Chapter Four.

Throes of Love.

Chanel moved in the bed. Why on earth was it so hot? She tried moving her legs, but she couldn’t move it freely. Like she was trapped. Her eyes momentarily opened.

“Stop fucking moving. ” She heard Alfonso’s grouchy voice and her eyes widened. She could feel his ever-present erection on her behind. What the fuck?

She knew not to move. She had not yet recovered from yesterday’s incident and she didn’t want another.

A few minutes later, Alfonso got off the bed cursing and he made his way to the bathroom. He was only wearing his boxers. She couldn’t help but admire his back. He was very muscular.

Chanel quickly got out of bed. After making the bed, she called her boss. This was not good. The second day at work and she was not coming in.

“Are you okay?” Alfonso asked when he came out.

Chanel stared at him strangely. Maybe he had sobered up. She didn’t answer him only made her way ay into the bathroom. Her eyes caught her face in the mirror. It was bruising. The clot was disgusting, that was probably why he apologized to her.

“Chanel...” Alfonso called when she came out. She noticed he was already fully dressed. He looked like he was living after what he so selfishly took from her. He was a monster.

“Go home already!” She said, hating the pity face he was giving her.

Alfonso stared at her. She was not even listening to what he had to say. She could be very annoying sometimes. He took his jacket angrily and left her house.

As soon as he left, Chanel made her to the police. He thought it was funny. It would shock him. She would report him so.

Once she reached, she told the police her story and when she gave in Alfonso’s name. The policeman paled. He told his partner before she was led up to the head. They addressed him as Chief. This would be so bad on Alfonso, she thought as she arrived at his office.

Alfonso cursed as he ended the call with Draven. What the fuck was Chanel thinking of going to the police? He got to his feet and made his way to his car. He was supposed to have lunch with his mother today but now it looked like that plan wouldn’t work. Or it would but Chanel would have to be there. He had not seen his mom in a long time.

“Draven West. ” The man who she knew as the chief of police introduced himself once she got into his office.

“Chanel. Chanel Brown. ” She momentarily blushed when she stuttered. She had seen more good looking men but he looked really good in his uniform.

“Ma’am. You said you were raped, yeah?” He finally began. He kept on looking at the door like someone would come in.

“Yeah....yeah. ” His question made her second guess herself.

“When was this?” Draven asked he wondered where the fuck Alfonso was. He had told him to come and carry his lady. The lady thought to go to the police. She probably didn’t know who Alfonso was.

“Last night. ” Chanel answered more strongly.

“Mr. Alfonso De Rosa,” Draven said out. “Do you know who this man is? What does he do for a living? His family?”

The question confused her for a minute. 
“No. No, I don’t. ”

“Well ma’am, I would warn you to stay the hell away from him. He is--” Just then, Alfonso walked into the room.

“Chanel up!” Alfonso said as he stood up eyeing Draven and Chanel.

“What? What is he doing here?“Chanel asked shakily as she looked from Draven to Alfonso. If Alfonso was involved with the police, then she was truly trapped.

" Chanel, think well before you do anything again, ” Alfonso said and from the look in his eyes, she could tell he was spitting mad.

Chanel wanted to know what was going on but she would do that later.

The drive was quiet. She had not said a word since she got into the car. She was being too quiet and he knew what that meant. She was probably storing her anger or she realized the worst.

“We’re having lunch with my mother. You so kindly disrupted my day once again. ” He said, eyeing her for a second. She looked presentable. Maybe she planned on going to work. That was something he would have to work on too.

Chanel looked at him like she wanted to say something then she stopped. She was holding her tongue. 

They arrived and Alfonso tried to help her out, only to be shoved away. If looks could kill, he would be dead and buried.

“Remember to behave,” Alfonso said, letting his anger get him. He was gripping her arm tightly so his messages could sink into her thick skull.

“Alfonso,” Chanel watched as the woman who looked to be in her fifties, got to her feet, and took Alfonso in her arms. The woman was still very beautiful and well pampered from what she saw.

“Ma,” Alfonso said before he uttered a few words in Spanish that she didn’t understand. She had always banged Spanish when she was in school too. Languages were just not her thing, including English.

His mother replied to him in English being polite, before smiling at Chanel. She didn’t want Chanel to feel left out.

“Hello Dear, I’m Eva De Rosa. You can call me Eva,” Eva said, introducing her self.

Eva noticed how tensed the girl looked. She knew her son lied when he told her that she’s nervous. She didn’t look nervous and she had that fire look in her eyes.

“Thank you, ma’am. My name is Chanel, ” Chanel said leaving out her last name. She was shocked when Eva pulled her into her arms.

“Pretty name for a pretty girl. ” Eva said before they all took their seats.

Chanel almost choked when she saw the prices on the menu. Oh my God! Were these people mad? How could you pay that much for a bottle of water? She didn’t even feel like eating. She didn’t have an appetite at all.

Alfonso and his mother were talking throughout. She could tell they were really close. His mother was also friendly, putting her in the conversation anytime she could.

“Eat your food,” Alfonso instructed looking at her. She looked at him back in the eye, challenging him to force her.

Eva could not hide her smile. There was something deep to go between them. Ob she was so happy. She would have more grandchildren now.

“Eat your fucking food,” Alfonso said, pressuring her.

Eva frowned at the tone he used. That was very wrong. She didn’t raise him like that.

“Alfonso. You don’t talk to ladies like that, ” Eva said reprimanding her son.

“Chanel honey, you don’t like the food? ” Eva asked smiling.

“No, I’m not feeling that hungry. ” Chanel said, she hated being the center of attention.

“Okay, it’s no problem. ” She said, looking at her son when she said that. “Don’t forget to have something in the night or you’ll fall sick. ”

“She’s already sick," Alfonso said angrily, getting a glare from his mother.

Sooner rather than later, lunch was over and Eva invited her over to the house anytime she felt like.

“I don’t think that’s your mother, Alfonso, ” Chanel said when they got into the car.

“Something so dirty and disgusting can’t come from that,” She continued and he laughed.

Chanel glared at him, she wanted to make him mad not laugh.

“Alfonso, don’t ever do what you did again, ” Chanel said remembering what went on at the station. Alfonso only stared at her for a second before he concentrated on driving.

Chanel glared at Alfonso. He had not let her go and explain to her boss what happened. Now she was stuck in his apartment. His reason being, since she thought to go to the police. He even left her here and went out. She was stuck in his home with no phone or device. The bastard.

“Did you have fun without me?” He said, coming to kiss her but she pushed him away. He laughed at her before he sat beside her.

Alfonso turned on the TV and they were showing trash as she checked minutes ago. Just then the old woman came and said something to Alfonso smiling before she walked back.

Alfonso got to his feet and held his hand out to her. She didn’t take his hand. She helped herself up and wanted to see where he was taking her to.

The dining room. Seafood. She was not a huge fan, but it could go. She was hungry a little. They both had dinner before she requested to go home.

“You are one dumb girl. ” Alfonso said, looking at her. Did she think she was going home?

“Darling, I’m going to keep an eye on you for a week. If you want to keep your job, I suggest you not say a thing. One word. All I need is one word. ”

Chanel shut her mouth and slammed the door in his face. He was a big bastard. Chanel had herself a shower and sat on the bed with a towel around her. He didn’t even bother giving her any clothes.

Just then he walked into her room, he told her to follow him and she did.

Chanel was beginning to get scared of him. How did he have a connection with the police? How did he know Mr. Manuel? He knew so many things about her.

“Take it off.” He said simply after he slammed the door.

“Don’t. ” Chanel said, tightening her grip on the towel. She was not going down without a fight. He was mad if he thought he was going to touch her again.

“Chanel. How about you do as you’re told for once in your life?” Alfonso said frustrated. He was already coming for her.

“Stop. ” Chanel said, knowing she was hopeless. He was way stronger than her even if she fought she would only tire herself. Not to talk of her privates, they were still hurting.

“Shhh,” Alfonso said as he stood in front of her. His hand went to where she held the towel and she tightened her grip, pushing him before she made to room.

In no less than a second, she was flat on the bed. Her head pressing into the bed, and her behind was sticking out the edge of the bed. She struggled.

“Don’t think of running, honey. I’m way ahead of you,” Alfonso said before he smacked her, caissons her to cry out.

“Stop..” Chanel whimpered, she was not prepared for the pain again. She wasn’t. Why was he being so cruel to her? Once was enough.

“Shhh. Relax honey,” He said pulling the towel off her.

Chanel struggled in his grip but he wasn’t giving in. She cried out when he thruster himself inside her. This time it was worst because he didn’t stop. He went on ignoring her silent cries. There was no way she was going to scream and let him know the amount of pain she was in. She would not give in.

When he was done, he ejaculated on the small of her back before he cleaned her up with the towel.

Alfonso watched as she shakily got on her feet. Damn, she was so fucking tight. He watched the way her ass twitched as she walked to the bathroom. He should probably leave her alone. He knew he needed to invest in some condoms now.

Alfonso thought back to the lunch with his ma. She was so quiet, not like her ordinary self well she was always quiet. Maybe sex was her weakness. He wondered why she was a virgin. Very pretty girl like her but he liked that he had been the one to have it. Her virginity. There was no difference between him and the men she played.

She walked out moments later, her eyes red and swollen. She slowly got into the bed with him, not looking at him at all.

She was probably giving up. He had never seen her this peaceful before. It was a shock. Sometimes, the silence was the best.

Alfonso touched her naked back seeing how she shivered under his touch. He left her alone.

Chanel looked at herself in the mirror. From the moment her mother died, her life changed. She wished she could go back to the old times. She would never be happy again. The police were not even ready to help her. They were corrupt.

Her privates were hurting her more than before. She washed carefully before she made her way back to the devil. She was going to keep to herself tonight. She didn’t want him speaking, looking, or breathing next to her.

Maybe it was her mouth that kept on putting her in trouble. She opened the door and slipped off the robe before she got into the bed, pulling the sheets up to her neck.

Chanel woke up the same the next morning. With him wrapped all over her. She pushed him away before she made her way into the bathroom. She did her business before she made her way out.

Slipping on the robe, she realized that he was wide awake now.

“Are you fucking stupid?” His voice was thick. “Don’t be pushing me like that?” He said before he rolled to the other side.

“Get some manners for yourself. Learn how to say good morning. ” Chanel said before she grabbed the bottle at the bedside. She opened it and poured the contents on his face and hair before she ran out of the room.

The adrenaline in her blood increased as he chased her. She looked herself in the bathroom of the room she usually stayed in.

Alfonso banged on the door like the big-headed idiot he was. She laughed because there was something to make her happy.

“Serves you right, idiot. ” Chanel said out, making sure he heard before she showered. She was so pumped up today.

Alfonso cursed as he ran his hand through his dripping hair. She was such a pain in the ass when she wanted to be one and he thought she had changed. He had been enjoying his sleep.

He made his way back to his bedroom to shower, not before he heard Maria laughing at him. She was the housekeeper. She had been with him for long now.

Alfonso had himself a shower and brushed his teeth before he dressed up.

Chanel looked at the clothes on the bed. It was better than going naked again. Her clothes from yesterday were nowhere to be found. It was a jean skirt and a short-sleeved top. Very simple and girly.

She quietly made her way out of the room. She knew Alfonso was already planning his revenge. She wondered what he would do.

Chanel sat in the kitchen. Maria had already served her breakfast and she was very full. For once, it felt nice eating good food. This was the luxury Alfonso enjoyed every day. She was a good cook but she didn’t have any appetite whenever she cooked.

Chanel noticed the way Maria left the kitchen as she was sipping on her coffee, she wondered what was wrong. Then she felt his presence behind her.

“I see you’re eating. ” Alfonso said, from her shoulder. She could feel his breath tickling her neck.

“No shit. ” Chanel said when he was facing her now. This man had an aura about him. She knew there was something deep about him.

Alfonso raised an eyebrow at her. He was asking her if she wanted to go on. She gave him the same look back. She was not going down today.

Chanel watched the way a smirk reached his lips as he poured himself a coffee. What was he thinking? He grabbed a toast from her plate before he walked off.

That was when she remembered she had to go to work. She had left her phone at home. Oh God! Chanel quickly finished her breakfast before she made her way to Alfonso. He was dressing up maybe he was about to go out.

“I need to leave. Unlike you, I work for a living. ” Chanel said, looking at his back.

“I’ve turned in your resignation letter. ” Alfonso said while fixing his tie.

Chanel’s mouth dropped open. She probably didn’t hear him right. He turned in what? He was joking.

“You’re joking. ” Chanel said, letting out an awkward life. She would not believe him. He was just deceiving her.

“Nope. I sent it early this morning. Mr. Manuel or whoever he is, yeah my men told him to stay away from you, and not too nicely. ” Alfonso said, picking up his briefcase.

Chanel didn’t think. She picked the vase on the table beside her and threw it at him.

Alfonso knowing she would attack effortlessly avoided the vase.

“Are you fucking stupid?” Chanel shouted, angry tears streaming down her eyes. That was her very first formal job and the pay was good. What had they done to poor Mr. Manuel?

“Don’t be fucking throwing stuff. ” Alfonso said, squeezing her wrists together making her cry out.

Chanel stumped on his foot making him let go of her before she began to scratch and punch him, letting out all her anger. His face got it bad.

“Calm the fuck down,” Alfonso said, squeezing her throat. He only released her when he knew she needed to breathe.

“By the way, your precious Mr. Manuel has a wife and kids. So before you think of giving your body to him, don’t forget you’re ruining a family,” Alfonso said almost into her mouth.

Alfonso made to leave the room when she jumped on his back, knocking them both to the ground. She was so not done.

Alfonso landed on his front. She was sure his face would be bad.

“Calm the fuck down, Chanel,” Alfonso said turning them over, banging her head on the wooden floor. “Don’t even think of going to him because he will be running away from you after what he went through,”

Chanel was still breathing deeply. She wasn’t even feeling the pain. All she felt was rage.

“Calm the fuck down,” Alfonso said, hitting her cheek. Her eyes were not here and just like that, she began sobbing. Full-blown sobs.

Alfonso got off her looking at her form on the floor. He didn’t feel sorry for her. Mr. Manuel had told his boys how Chanel had been interested. She was a puta. She was going to give her body to Mr. Manuel for a job. She was going to give up her virginity for a job.

“Dirty slut. ” He spat at her before leaving her there on the floor, crying.

Chanel Brown was now his. To do as he pleased. He would teach her not to mess with the big boys. She didn’t know what she started.