? ENCHANTED BY A SLAVE ?.
(Trapped with the
Lords of s*x)
BY:Anny Oluchi
COPY AND DIE!!
CHAPTER 17&18
★★★★
★(Identity reveal)★
Milan grabbed her medium sized B@@bs fiercely.
“Milan!!!” Betsy sobbed hard.
Nicolas barged into the room, he was hearing the noise from down the hall where he was.
His eyes widened when he saw the scene .
Nicolas rushed to the bed and dragged him off, he threw a punch in his face that sent him to the floor.
Betsy gasped and covered her br**sts with the linen.
Nicolas battered him with hard punches, Milan couldn’t even defend himself, the punches were really hard, they knocked Milan out, his face filled with blood and Nicolas’ fist as well.
Nicolas wanted to give him another punch but saw he was unconscious, he left his collar and stood up..
Nicolas faced Betsy who was still shaking and crying on the bed.
Nicolas took off his shirt and climbed the bed.
“Wear this” Nicolas said and handed it to her, she collected it from him.
He turned and she put the shirt on.
“I’m done” She muttered..
Nicolas turned back and grabbed her hand, and they rushed out of the room together.
*****
Betsy’s suite***
Betsy hugged her knees to her chest crying at the edge of her bed,Nicolas went to make her a cup of coffee to calm her nerves.
Ruben entered her room.
“The slave informed me of what happened,” Ruben said.
“Ruben” Betsy said crying like a baby, she rushed to him and hugged him tightly…
“That scvmbag,” Ruben snarled.
“I’m going to kill him, I swear !” Ruben muttered and hugged her tightly.
“I thought he was going to r*pe me, I was so scared” Betsy sobbed.
He took her to the bed and they sat down, he pulled her into his arms again.
“I’m sorry for not protecting you from the bastard, he’s such a d!ck!” Ruben cursed angrily, he can’t believe that Milan tried r*ping his own sister.
Betsy was still crying, seriously wetting his shirt with her tears.
“Stop crying, it hurts me when you do” Ruben muttered and kissed her hair.
“I don’t know why I can’t stop,” Betsy cried helplessly..
“Shush” Ruben whispered, patting her back slowly, he could be cold to everyone but not her though, she’s not his real sister but he loves her a lot.
Nicolas came with a cup of coffee.
Ruben collected it from him and gave it to her.
“Thank you” Betsy sniffed and took a sip.
“Drink some more ,” Ruben muttered, caressing her hair.
“I don’t say thank you to slaves but thanks for saving my sister from that creep,” Ruben said.
“It’s my pleasure,” Nicolas muttered with a smile.
****
Lord Milan’s suite ***
Hours later he woke up and treated his wounds, he still can’t remember what he did to Betsy, he only wondered how he got the wounds in his face, his face was swollen.
“Füçk!” Milan groaned, staring at the mirror.
Ruben barged into his suite.
“Are you nuts?!” Milan yelled but the next thing was Ruben grabbing his collar.
“How could you?, how could you try to r*pe your own sister?!” Ruben yelled.
“What are you talking about?” Milan asked bewildered.
“You don’t remember, you don’t remember how you tried to r*pe Betsy!” Ruben yelled and gripped his collar tightly.
The images started replaying in his mind, Milan gasped in shock..
“You remember now”
Ruben released his collar pushing him harshly to the floor.
“I thought there was a limit, a limit to where your d_1ck goes, she’s your sister for heaven sakes” Ruben shrieked in disbelief.
“I was high, I didn’t know what I was doing” Milan yelled back.
“Even if I was drunk or hypnotised, I would never touch her, you are demented” Ruben glared at him.
“I should kill you now but I will let your conscience do that for me” Ruben frowned and stormed out of his room.
“What the Füçk did I do?” Milan muttered with tears welling up in his eyes..
“Füçk!” He said, gasping in regret and shock.
