DISCLAIMER-

This chapter contains sexual and violent things even I'm not comfortable about and I really regret writing.

It was kind of surprising. I thought he was gonna pull away, instead, he quickly gave in to the kiss.

After a while of this, we both stopped because she made a scene as she left.

-She probably went to cry somewhere.-

"Damn, you're a pretty good kisser, Liam."

"..."

" You know, now we have to keep up this act."

"Why."

"She's a gossip. She'll tell everyone that the most popular guy in the school is gay."

"So what about me."

"I kind of said your name, but I don't know."

"So my life's going to get worst than it already is. GREAT."

After school-

When I walked out of the door Jayden came up to me.

" Hey, I forgot to ask for your number."

"Why do you need it?"

"I got you into this, at least I can give you my number in case you need to get out. I can help."

As we traded numbers, the limo pulled up and the bodyguards that have been with Noah all day opened the door for him. 

I don't think he noticed me, because he almost left.

"Woah, how rich is he? I don't think I've ever seen a limo at this school." Jayden said with pure curiosity.

Noah's guards came up to me and hissed in a low tone only us two could here," Limo's here, master. Have you got your bags together, sir ?"

"Not sir or master, It's Liam."

"But, sir."

"Nope, it's Liam."

"Ok, s- Liam may I carry your bags?

"I'm not a king or prince. I can do it on my own."

After the little dispute that happened, I turned back to Jayden. He had a shocked face on, it looked like he just seen a ghost.

"Bye."

The guards lead me to the car. People were staring, probably because of my brother. 

Noah looked like a model. Sharp jawline, good body. and he looks like he could kill you in a second.

In my opinion, Jayden looks better.

The traffic was better on the way back from school. It only took about 15 minutes.

The moment I stepped foot in the house brother told everyone not to disturb us.

He took my arm and pulled me into his room. 

While I was struggling to get him to let go he stopped in his tracks and pushed me up against the wall and forced a kiss on me, he shoved his tongue down my mouth.

I bit his tongue and it started to bleed.

I instantly regretted it because he punched me in the right ear hard enough to knock me out.

 By the time I woke up I was completely undressed with rope tying my hands and feet to the bed.

"Please stop." I cried as he took off his pants.

 "Why should I?"

 "PLEASE!"

"Lucky for you I don't feel like putting it in today. I'll just let you have the dildo"

He took out a large purple dick with bumps on it and stuck it in me without preparation.

"It hurts, please I beg you. Take it out."

"Aw, at least cum once."

"Please."

"Ok, but you know your punishment," 

He untied the ropes as he tried to remind me, "Remember to also make me cum, you forgot that last time."

I got down on my knees and pulled off his boxers. While he sat on the bed, I stuck the tip in my mouth.

 Giving it the best I could without gagging he said, "Remember if I don't cum you get stabbed"

I only had 2 escapes I could use for 3 months. He always keeps track of them and he also times how long until he cums.

If he cums fast that means I did a good job, and a good job = I don't have to do this tomorrow. 

If he cums later than the last time that means I did a bad job and a bad job = I get burned with his lighter and do it 2 times harder the next day. Sometimes I had to skip school because of what he did.

And if he doesn't cum within 9 minutes he stabs me and fucks me and then gives me to dad.

-Let's just say I have a lot of scars-