VILLNAN, I hope you don't mind me posting Episode 7:
The Final Chapter Episode 7
Malisa smiled as she watched Rawit sitting across from her in the restaurant. She knew that Rawit was flirting with her, but she wanted that. She wanted to make Rawit fall for her. So she flirted back, bashing her eyes and smiling sweetly.
When lunch was done, Rawit stood up to go and pay. To her delight, he left his phone on the table. Quickly she took it and snapped a picture of her puckering her lips up as if to kiss. Then she quickly placed the phone back on the table.
When Rawit came back, Malisa quickly took his arms as they left the restaurant.
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Arun sat in his condo desk, looking upset and dark. His phone rang, and to his expectation, it was his mother.
He knew his mother would call him after he sent Amy home.
“Hello, Mother, how are you doing?”
“Amy tells me that you’ve re-united with your ex-wife? Is that true?!”
Arun took a deep breath.
“Malisa is working here with me...”
“How can you be back with her?! She is not worthy of you! She’s not even comparable to Theresa, who’s done everything to help our business!” she cried, “So you lied to me about going there for business, only to be with her—!?”
“Mother, please—I did come here for business, and did not know Malisa was here. Besides, this was the site you picked—”
“Oh, so now you blame me?!” his mother continued crying, “You will come home now and let Mr Juripol handle the business there! You promised me that you would marry Theresa in 3 years time, and it’s already been 5 years! We will plan your engagement with Theresa this instant—!”
Arun took another deep breath.
“I have a lot of work here, Mother. The ARS building is already being built, and many important decisions about the business need to be decided. I can’t come home now.”
His mother started crying at the other end of the phone.
“You never loved your mother! You’re just like your father, who has his heart somewhere else, always!”
“Mother, please…”
“If you don’t come and marry Theresa, then you can send your mother to the grave…”
“Mother, don’t say that…”
Arun listened as his mother continued crying. He knew he couldn’t lie to her about his heart, but he also knew how much she had suffered from his father’s betrayal.
“Next month is Amy’s wedding…you will get engage to Theresa the day after that!”
Arun sighed unhappily.
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Arun walked up to Malisa’s front door and knocked on it. No one came to answer and he knocked again. It was 6pm and he knew she should already be home, since he called her work place and they said she had left.
Unhappily, after a moment of knocking, he turned around and glared at the front gate. Where did Malisa go? His heart ached as he thought of Rawit being with her.
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Arun slept outside Malisa’s gate as he waited for her. Finally a car came by and Malisa got out of the car. Arun slowly awoke and glared at the clock. It was almost 10 pm. Upsettingly, he watched as Malisa smiled sweetly at Rawit, who kissed her hand, and handed her a shopping bag.
Malisa waved as Rawit got back into the car and drove away.
His heart was enraged.
He quickly got out of the car as Malisa opened the gate. He followed her as she opened her front doors, and he grabbed her arm and flung her around to face him.
“Where did you go?! Did you know I waited for you for so long?!”
Malisa looked surprise at seeing him. She quickly tried to pull her arms away, but he held it firm, as he shook her angrily.
“Wherever I go is my business!”
She freed herself from his hold and walked into her house. He followed her angrily.
“Rawit is going to marry my sister next month…! You have no right to be flirting with him!”
Malisa placed her purse and shopping bag on the sofa and turned to face Arun.
“Rawit is still a single man, so we have every right to spend time together! Please get out!” Malisa shouted, pointing to the door and angry that he would demand her to do things as if he had the right to.
Arun heaved in anger at her reaction. His mother was forcing him to marry Theresa, and Malisa was turning him away. Angry, he turned to the door and instead of leaving, he slammed the door shut.
Shocked, Malisa walked over to open the door again, but Arun caught her along the way and picked her up and carried her to the bedroon. Malisa cried, shocked at his reaction and beated on his shoulder, as she scrambled to free herself.
But Arun held her firmly, as he opened her bedroom door and flung her onto the bed.
“Are you crazy!” Malisa cried out as she sat up on the bed, recomposing herself.
Arun was heaving in anger. She tried to get off the bed, but Arun pushed her back onto the bed.
“Perhaps I am not making myself clear, Malisa,” Arun started, as he bent down to level his eyes with hers. “You are
my wife, and you have no right to be with any other man!”
He looked down at her body and back to her shock face.
Malisa was upset. How dare he came and tell her things that no longer were true? She wanted to hurt him for all the pain he put her through. How could he come and claim her as if they were still married? Before she could stop herself, she remarked, “Rawit may be inlove with me…”
Arun’s eyes narrowed angrily. She knew her words provoked him, as he grabbed the back of her head and pushed his lips to hers possessively.
She was shocked at the pressure he held her as his lips pressed on. Before she could stop him, he pushed her onto the bed and covered her body with his.
Malisa tried to push him off her. But he refused to allow her to move as he kissed her passionately, as if he needing to feel her. His hand finally left her arm to unbutton her blouse, and Malisa cried in shock.
“Arun, stop! Are you crazy?!”
Her hand came out to ward him away from her blouse but he continued to unbutton her blouse until it was all undone and he pushed it to the side. His lips finally left her lip, as he moved to look at her naked body beneath him. Her breast was still protected by the bra.
Quickly, he slipped his hand inside her bra, and grabbed one of her breast. Malisa groaned, and pushed him away as hard as she could, but he covered her mouth with his again.
“Arun, stop!”
His lips covered her neck and slowly moved down toward the top of her breast, as his hands pulled her bra aside. So much feeling welled up in her…good and bad…why was her body responding to him so much, yet her heart was tearing in two? A sob escaped her lips as a tear dropped down her face.
Arun stopped. He knew he wanted her, but he didn’t want to see her hurt.
He finally stopped and looked into her eyes. She refused to look at him, her face was wet with tears.
“Please do not be with Rawit anymore,” Arun whispered almost caringly, his breathing hard.
Malisa’s heart melted. She wanted to believe that Arun still cared for her.
“You have no right to tell me what to do,” Malisa stubbornly retorted, still refusing to look at him.
Arun swept her hair off her forehead lovingly and bent down to kiss it.
“I’m telling you because I don’t want Amy to have any more problems with you.”
Malisa’s heart felt hurt. So he was doing this all for his sister? She pushed him off of her and sat up and finally looked at him angrily. She quickly dried her tears and covered herself up.
“If you cared so much about your sister’s feelings, then why don’t you send Rawit back home to her?!”
Arun looked at her in disbelief. He grabbed her in frustration.
“Why don’t you understand what I am asking of you, Malisa?!”
She pushed him away again, wiping more of her hurt tears. Why was her heart so hurt still?
“I understand fairly well, Mr Suriyakarn. You think I am not worthy of Rawit and your circle of high-so,” she remarked upsettingly. “But I can tell you that I rather have a common person like Alex in my bed then any high-so men in your circle.”
Arun narrowed his eyes angrily. Her words hurted him, and he wanted to lashed out, but he saw her trembling lips and tearful eyes. He reached out to touch her again, but she backed away, disgusted at him.
Her re-action hurted him and he hardened his heart. Wanting to hurt her as much, he replied, “If you’re that disgusted with me, then you don’t need to worry any longer. Next month, when my sister gets marry to Rawit, I will also be tying the knot afterward.”
Malisa looked at him in shock. Did he say he was getting married? She thought she felt her heart bleed, but she hid it well with a light smile.
“Congratulations…” she murmured pretentiously. Her head was getting light.
Arun did not look happy at her reaction.
Malisa quickly slipped past him to the living room to open the front door, but before she could, Arun caught her arms.
“Is that it? Are you so happy to get rid of me, Malisa?!”
She quickly wiped a tear that she did not want him to see, before turning to face him with a smile.
“We have no relationship with each other, Mr. Suriyakarn. Of course I should be happy for you…you are my client…” she replied, injuring him more.
Shocked, Arun whispered, hurtfully, “Is there really no more love in you for me, Malisa?”
Malisa’s heart felt like dying. Did she love him or was she hurt that a love that could have been, had gone so wrong and ended up hurting her so much?
Malisa pulled her arm away from him.
“I never loved you,” Malisa spatted, angry that his life was so complete with a family, while she had no one. “Even when we were young, it was never love…just childish affection…”
Arun swallowed painfully. He thought his heart was dying.
Malisa smiled wickedly, pretending to be happy.
“Theresa fits you well…but who knows…perhaps you and Theresa may marry ahead of your sister…” Malisa grinned slyly. “Because Rawit may cancel the wedding and marry a low-so girl like me. Wouldn’t that hurt your sister much?”
Arun’s eyes narrowed angrily. He walked up to her and placed his eyes firmly to hers, that she almost could hear his heart beat.
“I will guarantee you that Rawit will not cancel the wedding…my sister will be married next month, Malisa,” Arun spoke to her so firmly and surely, that Malisa’s heart almost stopped.
Arun was upset with her, so he continued, “Even if Rawit doesn’t marry my sister, I doubt he will marry a low-so girl like you, Malisa. What can you provide him? Except to quench his thirst in bed...” Arun remarked forcefully, hurting her, “I did not know that you had stooped yourself so low to provide satisfaction to a man who would only use you and throw you away like a ragged doll. What? Have stealing 10 million dollar not made you shameful enough?”
Malisa’s hand came out to slap him, as hurtful tears streamed down her face, but Arun caught her wrist before her hand could injure him.
“As they say, once a low-so, always a low-so…” Arun remarked slowly, knowing the pain he was causing her.
Malisa thought her heart was going to burst out in pain, as she raised her other hand to him, but he grabbed it, as if expecting her to hit him again.
Before she knew it, he pulled her in and forcefully kissed her. But just as fast as he pulled her in, he pushed her away, and remarked, “I’m glad I had you then when you were still young and innocent.”
With that comment, he turned and opened her front door and walked out, leaving her heaving in tears and anger. She clenched her fist angrily as tears streamed down her face. She hated him with all her heart, and she would make sure his sister suffered the same fate as her.
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Malisa woke up in the middle of the night to a deep pain in her head. But it was the pain in her heart that she felt. Someone had put her in her pajamas, and she quickly turned to the side. But to her sorrow, it was empty. Arun was not sleeping beside her. He had not slept in the bed with her for months now.
She slowly sat up. Her tears kept coming down. She finally stood up and went to the closet to gather her things. After awhile, she opened her night stand drawer and pulled out the divorce papers.
Not wanting to think too much about it, she quickly signed it and placed her wedding ring on the signed document.
Without another thought, she silently left the room and the one house that she thought her heart belonged and could make as a home.
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Malisa avoided Arun as much as she could for the next couple of days. And it seemed as if he did the same. Even when they saw each other at the ARS Building site, Arun didn’t acknowledged her, and she silently slipped away as if being closed to him was making her hard to breathe.
But when Rawit called, she picked up the phone and spoke to him sweetly. Rawit came and picked up Malisa for lunch, and she went with him spiting Arun. She didn’t see the facial expression on his face as he watched them silently and upsettingly.
Malisa was glad that he avoided her when she went to work on his house. It was coming along very well as well, as the house was in the stage of getting built and landscaped.
But when Malisa came home after work, her heart sank in pain. How could she continue to work for him when he marries Teresa? Could her heart contain the pain that she was carrying?
She thought of all the times they spent together, young and innocent and in love…how could their love have gone so wrong? Tears came down her face as she remembered the love they once shared…when they were young and innocent.
The ARS Building had two more months of building and Arun’s house would take another 3 months to finish building. Most of it didn’t need her to be there anyway, so in a months’ time she could request Mr Suriya to transfer her to another city.
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“I’m leaving for the capital tomorrow morning, sweet Malisa…won’t you let me come and hold you tonight?” Rawit whispered, touching Malisa’s hand and kissing it.
A month had already passed, and Malisa knew it was Amy and Rawit’s wedding this weekend.
“Oh, Rawit. I will be so sad…” Malisa exaggerated. “I’m going to miss you so much.”
Malisa placed her head in his arms.
“You won’t forget me, will you?” Malisa sweetly remarked.
“Let’s go into my condo and spend the night there.”
“Promise me, you won’t forget me?”
“Of course not, sweet Malisa…”
Malisa raised her head and smiled.
“Then give me something from you as a token of your affection for me…and I will come to your condo tonight.”
Rawit looked around in his car, and then looked at his very expensive Patek Phillipe watch that Amy had bought him. He hesitated for a moment and then quickly took it off and gave it to her.
Malisa took it and smiled from cheek to cheek. She quickly gave him a peck on the cheek and replied slyly. “Let me finish my work tonight and I’ll drive over to your condo.”
Rawit looked ecstatic, excited that he would finally get to sleep with her, but thinking about how he would get his watch back from her as well.
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Malisa waved as Rawit drove his car away. Her smile finally died when she turned back to her workplace and walked in. She felt Rawit’s hand crawling all over her body and she knew he wanted her, but she was not going to be at his place tonight. Instead after work, she packed up a suitcase and booked a flight back to the capital. She clenched Rawit’s watch in her palm as her thoughts wondered to
him. She would leave for the capital tomorrow morning and make the Suriyakarn pay for the pain they gave her.
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Arun looked sad as he drove up to Malisa’s house. It was dark. Was she out with Rawit again, he wondered. He wanted to see her again, but a part of him wanted to let her go as well. After all, his mother was waiting for him at home to engage him to Teresa. And knowing his mother, in a month’s time, she would have their wedding prepared. And whether he liked it or not, he was going home early tomorrow morning for his sister’s wedding.
How could he marry Teresa, when his heart was somewhere else? Could he really let Malisa go?
Sadly, he drove the car away.
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Leek drove the Mercedes car to pick up Arun from the airport in the early morning. He was very happy to see Arun back at the capital, because Mrs. Suriyakarn had been in a very bad mood lately.
Leek frowned as he saw Arun, also not looking very happy. He wondered what was wrong with his employers lately. Leek quickly grabbed his luggage. For some reasons, his bladder started to bother him. He shouldn’t have drunk all that soda waiting for Mr Suriyakarn.
Did he want to run to the bathroom first or wait almost an hour before they get to the Suriyakarn mansion? Leek, finally decided, that being old now, he didn’t want to take the chance of stopping somewhere else that he knew Mr Suriyakarn would not be happy to for him to use the restroom. The airport would be a better place to do it at.
Smiling nervously, Leek quickly knocked on the window and notified Arun that he needed to use the restroom. Arun nodded without a thought, as his head was somewhere else.
He was thinking of Malisa, and how much she made him upset the last month. How can he marry Teresa when he was just thinking of Malisa?
Frustrated, Arun looked out of the black window of the car to observe the many people that came out of the airport, and he thought he saw someone that looked like Malisa.
Arun frowned, even in the capital, she was still in all his senses. He was seeing things. Did he miss her that much? Arun turned away frustratingly. But when he looked back, his mouth almost dropped.
Standing on the curb just a few yards away from his car, was Malisa!
What was she doing here?!
Arun almost jumped out of the car, but Leek came back and got into the driving seat.
“I’m soo sorry, sir. There were many people there…”
Arun didn’t hear Leek’s remarked as he watched Malisa wave down a taxi and got in.
“Leek, I want you to follow that cab.”
Leek turned to look at the yellow cab that Arun was pointing to.
“Now!”
Leek quickly started the car, and followed the yellow cab that Arun pointed to. Who was he after, Leek wondered, focusing hard on the cab, as he saw how desperate Mr Suriyakarn looked in the back seat.
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Malisa had turned her phone off as she knew Rawit would call her, but her plan had to go accordingly. She sat in the yellow cab. The sun was warming up nicely and she was ready to go to her hotel and rest up before she met Rawit again tonight.
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Leek stopped the car at the Wonsakarn Hotel. Strange, Arun thought. He watched as Malisa got out of the taxi and walked into the luxurious hotel to the front desk. Pon Wasakarn was a good friend of him, and his family owned this beautiful hotel.
He continued watching as the receptionist gave Malisa her room key, and she walked away pulling her small luggage with her toward the elevator.
Just at that moment, his phone rang, his mother calling him.
He quickly signaled Leek to drive home, his mind on Malisa, wondering why she was in town, and hoping it was not related to his sister’s wedding.
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Malisa stared at herself in the mirror. She had gone shopping and bought a sexy lingerie and some sleeping pills. It was near 8pm in the evening and she knew that Rawit was home preparing for the wedding tomorrow.
She quickly turned her phone on and not to her surprise were many voicemails from Rawit. She took a sigh and quickly dialed his phone.
“Hello..??!!”
His voice was angry and desperate.
“Rawit, dear…”
“Where were you last night, Malisa, I waited for you all night!”
“I was so overwhelmed with work last night, Rawit that I fell asleep at work…”
“I called you so many times, but you didn’t pick up!”
“My phone battery died, dearest…but I wanted to tell you something…please don’t be angry with me, my sweet Rawit,” Malisa sweetly replied. When Rawit calmed down, Malisa remarked, “I wanted to surprise you tonight. I am here in the capital.”
“What? Where are you?!”
“I want to give you a night you will never forget before your marriage tomorrow. Come and meet me at the hotel.”
“Which hotel are you at?”
“The Wongsakarn Hotel…I even bought a sexy lingerie…dear Rawit…I wanted to make up for missing last night,” Maiisa flirted, hoping he would agree to come.
There was silence at the other end of the phone for a moment, then Rawit replied, “I’ll see if I can drop by for a while tonight around—around 11pm.”
Malisa grinned happily.
“I’ll be waiting…my room number is 325.”
Malisa smiled as she hunged up her cell phone. Now all she needed was some wine.
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Rawit was right on time, as Malisa expected. She knew he wouldn’t miss an opportunity he thought she was going to give him.
She had prepared some wine and slipped in some crushed sleeping pills into the wine. She was in a sexy pale pink dress as she opened the door for Rawit, who grabbed her forcefully around the waist and tried to kiss her. But she turned away pretending to be shy and took him by the hand and brought him to sit on the bed.
She had laid the sexy lingerie on the bed for him to imagine, and to her satisfaction, it made him excited, and he pulled her to sit on his lap as he tried to kiss her.
“We have the whole night, Rawit. Let’s drink some wine for our night together…” Malisa tease. She quickly got of his lap and grabbed the wine she just poured. She gave him the one with the sleeping pills and bid him to drink with her.
He gulped it down quickly and took their glasses and put it on the table, wanting to kiss her again. She quickly stood up and giggled, pretending to flirt with him, “Let’s put some romantic music on…”
She walked over to her purse and grabbed her phone and slowly put music on. When she turned around, he grabbed her again and tried to pull her dress off, but she softly avoided his gesture and picked up the sexy lingerie on the bed.
“Let me go and take a shower and put this on and then we can play…” she sexily remarked, “Why don’t you lay down and relax and enjoy yourself here…and I’ll be right back…”
Rawit was heating up as he watched her wink at him and slowly left him to go into the bathroom. He quickly took off his shirt and laid on the bed. He was getting very hot watching her seductively move around him.
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Malisa locked the bathroom and placed her ear to the door. She had given him a good dose of sleeping pill that should get him to sleep right away.
After about 15 minutes, she slowly sneaked out of the bathroom to check. And to her relief, he was snoring. She called out his name, but he didn’t answer. She nudged him, but he didn’t move. Relief that he was knocked out, she quickly threw the lingerie into the trash. She knew that he would wake up in the morning again, but she was ready for him with another drink.
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Amy was pacing the grand floor of the ballroom with her phone in her hand trying to call Rawit. Tears were coming down her face as the phone lead to Rawit’s voicemail.
“Where is he?!”
Rawit’s parents were anxious as well. It was 1pm and no sight of Rawit anywhere. The wedding was scheduled to start at 1pm and all the guests were already settling in their seats in the grand ball room.
Mrs. Suriyakarn was very upset, yelling at Rawit’s parents, and her security team to go and find Rawit. Arun sensed that Malisa being here had something to do with Rawit being missing…did she really convince him not to marry his sister? His eyes narrowed in anger. He quickly saw his friend Pon Wasakarn, and asked him to call his hotel to check if a “Miss Malisa Sontichai” was still checked in her room.
His friend Pon thought it was a strange request from Arun, but did as he was told.
“The receptionist says Miss Sontichai is still in room 325. She booked the room until tomorrow,” Pon remarked.
Arun knew Malisa was up to something. He watched as his sister fidgeted in anxiety and fear as the crowd looked at her wondering where her groom was.
The security team came in and notify the Suriyakarns that Rawit had was not in his hotel room, nor had anyone seen him this morning. He had left a note that he went to get a wedding gift for his new bride but never returned.
Amy cried into her mother’s arms.
Just then her phone rang, and to her delight, it was from Rawit. Amy quickly picked it up as everyone else gathered around her.
“Rawit, where are you?!” Amy desperately remarked.
But instead of Rawit’s voice, it was Malisa’s.
“Rawit will not be coming to his wedding…”
“Who is this?!”
“I am the ‘low-life’ that you kicked out of your house 6 years ago.”
Amy screamed.
“Malisa! How dare you!”
“Rawit will not be coming to the wedding…as he spent the whole night with me and is more satisfied with me then a high-so girl like you,” Malisa replied.
“I don’t believe you!” Amy cried out. Her mother and Arun came to hold her. Arun looked angry as he heard Malisa’s voice continue, “I can send you a picture of Rawit then if you don’t believe me.”
He heard the phone text ring, and Amy desperately opened up the text message and saw a picture of a naked Rawit sleeping.
Amy screamed and threw the phone at the ground. The whole crowd started to get louder and louder as they wondered what was happening.
Arun quickly asked an elder to notify the guest that the wedding had been postponed and to apologize for them to leave, and had the security team bring his mother and sister back home.
While he went out angrily and drove his car to the Wongsakarn Hotel.
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Arun had never driven this fast before. It took him half the time it would naturally take him to reach the Wongsakarn Hotel. He burnt his tires as he stopped infront of the hotel, and not to his surprise Malisa was checking out.
He angrily got out of his car and approached her as she walked out of the front door of the hotel. She looked surprise to see him, but grinned satisfactorily when she saw how angry he looked. He was dressed in a shining black suit that made him look exceptionally handsome…but his eyes were enraged.
He grabbed her luggage and hand and dragged her to the car. He opened the door and shouted, “Get in!”
She touched her wrist in pain. He had never been this aggressive to her, she thought. She looked into his eyes and saw something that scared her. He looked like he wanted to murder her.
Calming herself and thinking she was just seeing things, she remarked, “I have a plane to catch. I don’t have time for
any business chat with you.”
Arun narrowed his eyes angrily and walked up to her until she could feel his breath on her face.
“Get in the car or I will embarrass you as you have done my family today.”
His eyes wandered to her heaving chest, and she quickly stepped back and brought her arms up to shield her chest as if she was naked. Swallowing hard at what to do and not wanting to fight him in public, she slowly got into the car unwillingly.
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Malisa held her breath as Arun drove the car off, speeding as if they were on a race track. She glared at him angrily, knowing also how angry he was with her.
“Where are you taking me? I have a plane to catch!”
Arun didn’t look at her or reply to her question. Malisa looked to the lock at her door. She knew she would get injured if she opened the door and jump out. That would be crazy…but would it be crazier to stay in the car?
As if sensing her thoughts, Arun grabbed her wrists with one of his hand tightly, not allowing her to touch the door.
“Let me go, you bastard!”
But he held her tighter.
Frustrated, Malisa finally replied again, “Where are you taking me?!”
Arun finally replied.
“You’ve always wanted a beach house, didn’t you? So I bought one, and I’m taking you to see
our beach house!”
“
Our beach house?! Are you crazy?!” Malisa remarked in surprise. “We’re no longer married!”
Her words seemed to upset him more, and he pressed the gas on the car. Malisa had to hold her breath, fearful that any moment they may crash.
It was almost an hour before he turned the car into a neighborhood and came upon a beach house. It was beautiful, surrounded by plants and banana trees, making it look hidden from the other houses.
Arun parked the car abruptly and got out around to where she was. He opened the door and grabbed her arm and pulled her out roughly. He dragged her into the house cruelly and even though she protested and cried out in pain, he continued pulling her through the house until finally he came into a large bedroom, and threw her onto the bed.
“Have you gone mad!” Malisa cried, her wrist hurting as she sat up on the bed. He was treating her like a ragged doll and she didn’t like it at all. There was a tinge of fear in her heart as she looked into his fierce eyes.
He pulled his tie off his neck angrily and threw it onto a chair, and then he took of his suit jacket and threw it at the same place.
Malisa looked in fear as he angrily took his clothes off, until he was bare-chested. Then as he unbuttoned his pants, Malisa fearfully scrambled off the bed and ran to the door, but he grabbed her waist and slammed the bedroom door shut. He threw her back onto the bed and went to lock the door.
There was a lock near the top of the door and he knew she would not be able to reach it without a chair, and he locked it.
“What are you doing, Arun! Stop this madness!” Malisa remarked getting off the bed and moving away from him as far as she could. Seeing his naked chest, was making her fear but also made her body tingle with some sort of warmth that she did not like it.
He slowly took his pants off…and then his underpants. And she thought she would faint. She had not seen him for a long time, and now he was fully naked in front of her and she couldn’t put her eyes on him or what he was showing her intimately.
He walked closer to her, his manhood in front of her.
“I have been too kind to you, Malisa...”
“What are you talking about?!” Malisa remarked, fearful, as he approached her closer and closer until her back touched a wall. And he covered her body with his. She felt his chest and warmth…and his manhood pressing against her, and she squinch in protest.
Her hands came up in retaliation and pushed him as far as possible, as she tried to run away once more. But he grabbed her waist and threw her onto the bed.
She cried out as her back hit the bed with him on top of her.
“Stop, Arun--!”
But she didn’t get far with her words, before he covered her lips with his roughly. Her hands couldn’t push him or do him any injury as he seemed to be glued to her. Before she could think, he quickly encircled her waist and rolled her on top of him and quickly unzipped her dress.
Shock at his swiftness, her hands tried to stop him but he rolled her back onto the bed with him on top and pulled her dress down. Her words of protest did nothing, as he continued to pulled her dress down to her waist until only her bra was showing.
He didn’t let her protest any further, as he covered her mouth with his and moved his hand beneath her bra and grabbed one of her breast. Malisa let out a moan, trying hard to deny the feeling of her body’s needs. His lips traveled to her neck and slowly moved to the top of her breast.
Greedily, he pulled her bra off and covered one of her nipples with his mouth. Malisa groaned in ecstasy. She had to stop him or her body was going to betray her. Her hands came up to push him away, but he seemed like a rock above her.
His mouth turned to the other nipple and sucked it greedily, driving her crazy. Before she knew it, he pulled her clothes off her. She felt his pulsing manhood near her, and almost as much as he needed it, she allowed him to enter her. But his need was too much and he entered too quickly.
It had been a long time that she had laid with him, and she felt as if his huge manhood was tearing her apart, as if she was still a virgin. It hurted for a moment.
Arun seemed to sense her pain and stopped. His kisses became gentler.
“Malisa…I’ve missed you much…” he whispered, as he kissed her lips, neck and breasts. He continued suckling her nipples and felt her loosen up. He slowly entered again, and felt her ease up. It had been a long time, since he had been inside of her and it felt so warm, he didn’t want to leave at all.
But his need was great, as he had waited for her for a long time. So he thrust deeply inside of her and groaned. He wanted her so much, as he gathered her in his arms and continued kissing her.
He began to rock her and looked at her face, her lips slightly parted in ecstasy. She moaned as he sucked on her breast again, pleasuring her. He needed her so much, that his pace fastened. He wanted to feel her so much as when they were first married and inlove. He wanted her to love him…
With that thought, he entered her one last time and spilled his seeds into her. His body shook as he stared down at her beautiful face. Her eyes were closed. They were both wet from the lovemaking. He knew she hadn’t been satisfied, but that would come later, he thought. For now, his need was satisfied, and he was happy that she had not laid with Rawit.
He fell on top of her, making sure he didn’t squash her. He still was inside her and didn’t want to leave yet. He wanted to make his claim on her and would make sure she knew that she was his. He closed his eyes to relax, but to his surprised, she pushed him away and tried to get up.
He grabbed her waist and pinned her back down onto the bed.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Malisa swept a tear from her face. Her back was towards him.
“I have a plane to catch,” she remarked coldly. “If you are satisfied, I would like to leave.”
Arun pulled her to his naked body possessively.
“I am not satisfied. We still have a lot to talk about.”
Angry at his words and what he had done, Malisa tried to pry his arms of her waist upsettingly.
“Let me go, you monster!” Malisa cried, with tears streaming down her face. “Haven’t you assaulted me enough?”
Arun shook her and turned her to face him.
“Monster?! Who is the one who
drugged a man from his own wedding?!”
“He came willingly!” Malisa cried, “If I had not drugged him, he would have done the same to me as what you just disgustingly did!”
Arun shooked her angrily.
“You lured him to see you so that you could drug him to miss his wedding, Malisa! Don’t think that I don’t know what you did! Why must you cause so much problem?!”
Malisa glared at him in disbelief.
“Me? Causing problem?! I did not steal your $10 million! I did not lie to you or cheated with another to cause our marriage to break up!” Malisa cried, tears streaming down her face. All her hurt was coming out and she wanted to scream it all to him. “You promised my aunt you would love and take care of me and you lied! All your words you’ve promised me to protect me were all lies! And now you’ve taken my body as if it’s yours to take!”
Her hands came out to pound on his chest angrily.
“I hate you, Arun! I hate you so much!”
Arun grabbed her wrist angrily and pressed them beside her head.
“I’ve forgiven you for all you’ve done in the past, Malisa. I am also willing to forgive you for what you just did!”
She looked at him in disbelief, “I’ve not done anything wrong in the past to need your forgiveness. And now what I’ve done does not need you to forgive me…I’ve enjoyed the pain I’ve caused your mother and sister as they have once did that to me.”
“Malisa--!” Arun was not happy with her words.
“What?! Do you think I am the stupid, innocent Malisa in the past who won’t retaliate?”
Malisa jeered at him.
“Perhaps I should call Teresa up to come and see what you have done to me here…then enjoy her pain as well. Will she marry you now if she knew you’ve slept with another woman—right before your engagement?!”
Arun angrily pressed his lips to hers, kissing her roughly and silencing her. Malisa moved her face to the side to avoid his further assault. But her eyes open in shock, as she felt his manhood hardened again. He continued to kiss her neck, his hands finally releasing her wrists as they went to grab her breasts. His lips took her nipples again, and she tried to push him away.
“Stop, Arun--!”
He looked at her and grinned, “I thought you wanted to call Teresa to see what I’ve done to you? So let me continue…”
He greedily pushed her legs apart with his knees, and before she could protest, he entered her again.
It seemed like nightfall when Arun finally laid on the bed and fell asleep, satisfied and tired after their lovemaking. Even Malisa was tired as she allowed his arm to be around her waist and fell asleep beside him.