Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

Vivian had always been afraid to look at Alajos’s things; she knew it must be huge, she could feel the oppressive presence Alajos brought to her, but to seriously take a glance and describe its shape and size, she really couldn’t do it.

The sense of oppression grew stronger, and Vivian felt him penetrating deeper, followed by a burst of sharp pain that made her cry out involuntarily. However, as the cry faded, the pain slowly numbed, and a tingling itch deep inside her body made her restless.

Alajos was also enduring with difficulty, his forehead against Vivian’s, his voice carrying restraint, “Tell me when I can move.”

Vivian opened her eyes to see the sweat on the tip of his nose.

Men were rough, they would bite and gnaw on women in bed, even resort to violence. This was what her mother, Luzia, and all her female friends with sexual experience had told her.

Vivian had thought Alajos was such a man. After all, he was one of the most powerful and fierce men in the world, but she didn’t expect him to have such patience, forcefully restraining his desires, giving her time to breathe calmly.

Vivian took several deep breaths; the feeling of Alajos inside her was too domineering, inescapable, tears forced from her as she hugged Alajos’s neck to dispel her inner unease.

Alajos was also continuously comforting his bride in his own way. He left tender kisses on her, easing her overly tense nerves, until Vivian said, “You can now.”

Alajos felt his brain explode; he rhythmically moved inside Vivian, fulfilling both her and himself, watching Vivian’s gaze become hazy under him, unable to stop like a madman.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Vivian struggled to keep up with Alajos’s movements. Gasping for air, she couldn’t bear his sudden fierce thrusts and grasped his back tightly, her nails scratching his skin, surely leaving marks.

“Alajos, slow, wait, a bit slower, you, ah…”

“I am already going slow, Vivian,” Alajos said, leaning down to exchange a moist kiss with her.

Vivian arched her neck, and Alajos withdrew from her body, only to thrust back heavily, alleviating the itch inside her. She moaned comfortably, which led Alajos to thrust even more forcefully.

In this act of love, Vivian felt pleasure; she barely opened her eyes to see Alajos leaning over her, also staring at her, the intense desire in his brown eyes seeming to overflow. He clenched his teeth, forcefully tearing through Vivian’s desire, his body muscles tensing due to the vigorous activity.

My God.

Vivian gasped, “Is this what making love is?”

Alajos’s movements became faster, and Vivian could no longer keep up. She panted heavily, her arms around his neck were not enough, she wanted to wrap her legs around him, pressing against him, savoring the scent of his cologne. But Alajos was too fierce, her legs too weak to hook around his waist.

It seemed Alajos knew what she wanted; he supported her legs on his waist, then grabbed her buttocks, lifting her entire body. Vivian screamed, clinging to him, feeling his increasingly fast thrusts. Pain mingled with surging pleasure rushed to her head, something approaching.

Vivian thought she might know what it was, but the intense pleasure overwhelmed her, and she lost track.

Alajos was also panting heavily above her, his thing changing angles as it thrust into her, faster and more cunning, even starting to lose rhythm. Vivian screamed out as Alajos’s thing in her grew larger, spasmed, and a hot surge hit her inner passage.

Both let out unbearable sighs, Vivian collapsing on top of Alajos, sweat making their skin sticky.

Alajos turned over, allowing Vivian to lie more comfortably on him until their intense heartbeats gradually calmed down.

Vivian felt Alajos’s fingers threading through her hair, gently untangling the messy locks. She was extremely tired, her body limp as she lay in his arms, sleep creeping up on her.

Just as Vivian was about to drift off to sleep, she suddenly remembered what led her to bed with Alajos.

Luzia!

Vivian was filled with guilt; she had almost forgotten her good friend.

“Joseph and Luzia are not suited for marriage; Luzia deserves a better man.” Vivian felt Alajos’s breathing pause, his gaze on her changing from just a moment ago.

“You…” Vivian said nervously, but she still posed a seductive posture to Alajos, “Can you help them break off the engagement?”

Alajos seemed unable to comprehendVivian, “What?”

“You can…” Vivian took a deep breath, intending to repeat her request, but Alajos rudely interrupted her.

“Why bring this up all of a sudden?”

“Because I feel that now…”

“Now is the best time?” Alajos cut her off again.

Vivian frowned, “Indeed, I…”

“Indeed? Do you even hear what you’re saying?” Alajos was on the verge of madness, lifting Vivian off himself and standing up, his brown eyes glaring angrily, “You have sex with me, just for this? To break off Luzia and Joseph’s engagement? Just for this?”

“I don’t understand why you’re so angry,” Vivian sat up, pulling the blanket to cover her naked body, “You’ve already had my body, got what you wanted; can’t I have what I want?”

“Is this some kind of transaction?” Alajos roared, anger surging through his body, pacing back and forth, unable to calm down for a long time, “You are my wife; sex is my right, giving you pleasure is my duty and obligation. I’m not a good husband, but I didn’t tear you apart and send you bleeding to the hospital like other men.”

“I did everything I could; I thought you were at least willing,” Alajos laughed mockingly, “I thought my wife was at least voluntary, cooperative; I was also willing to restrain my instincts to not hurt you…”

Vivian frowned, looking at the almost crazed Alajos, “I don’t understand why you are so angry, Luzia…”

“Don’t mention Luzia to me again,” Alajos looked at her coldly, “You deceived me, Vivian. Your deceit made me understand what kind of person you are and also made me realize my mistake.”

“What mistake?” Vivian started to feel uneasy.

“Pitying you and respecting you. Don’t worry, I won’t make that mistake again during sex next time, Capo indeed doesn’t need such emotions,” Alajos said coldly, “Goodnight, Vivian.”

Alajos left Vivian and walked towards the balcony, the stars above him, but he was no longer in the mood to appreciate them.