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33 : Pure Seduction (1/2)

sensitive topics and scenes in this chapter. please read with caution.

Zarek Black was so stoned.

In fact, he was so stoned that he could no longer remember how much intoxication he took exactly - although he knew it was that amazing powder he bought from Hunter in the parking lot - or how he ended up standing over Evangeline, her thin frame stuck on the old, wooden chair. Zarek wasn't acting for himself, his impulsiveness was.

"Mom!" Four years-old Zarek whined, stomping on his muddy boots. "Give me one. Please, just one."

Ophelia shook her head, strands of brown hair moving along and piercing blue eyes displeased. "No, Zarek. Go wash your hands first from all the mud, and take off those dirty boots, honey, I just cleaned up."

Zarek's electric green eyes shone with hope. "And if I do them you'll give me one?"

His mother smiled brightly, grazing his muddy cheeks. "No, baby, not one, I'll give you two cookies."

Those disgusting tears were rolling like a waterfall out of Eva's eye sockets and that irritated him. He wanted the confident Eva in Hunter's party to be back, or the dominant girl who drove to his alley in the middle of the night just to lecture him, not some pathetic crybaby. Despite all of that, Zarek was sick enough to enjoy her whimpers and pleas. It fueled him, reminding him of the monster he was. Good, he thought, I was tired of playing nice anyways.

He was playing nice for one reason only - pussy. That was the whole point of the bet with Hunter anyways; get in Eva's virgin pants and earn himself some cash along the way - it was a win-win situation. But a fucking rat had to intervene and ruin everything. Not only did Ryan deprive Zarek of his righted money, he also caused Evangeline to be where she was right now.

It wasn't like Ryan stood an actual chance with Eva, she was too good for him. She's too good for you too but that never stopped you, a nagging voice spoke in his head.

Still, he should've never touched her. Zarek shouldn't have been affected by the 'thing' - whatever it was - that was between Eva and Ryan but he was. He refused to call it jealousy, but getting even instead. After all, Ryan did call him out and this was simple revenge. Unfortunately, Eva had to be dragged into this, but she was just as guilty - she didn't stop it, even leading him on - and she deserved whatever was coming at her just as much as Ryan did.

"Theo, I told you many times not to bring him to the farm with you," Ophelia blamed, "He's still a kid, he shouldn't be working as of now."

"I know," Theodore rubbed at his blond hair, tanned forehead wrinkled in distress. "It's Benjamin. I don't want to but he's making me."

He hated the horror stricken look in her hazel eyes but he was twisted enough to want to know how far he could push her buttons, even if that meant undoing his own.

When his hands reached for his jeans, Eva's panicked mind registered what was about to happen. Her eyes were so bulged out and teary they might as well roll out anytime now. Her defenseless body seemed to shake in fear, her long and defined legs squirming together to contain what Zarek guessed as pee. Zarek's sadistic need for pain was fulfilled with the simple view of her distressed state.

He zipped his pants closed, kneeling on the dusty ground. Eva was disgusted apparently since she twisted her face away, refusing to look at him. Zarek grasped a hand full of red hair, marveling over its smoothness for a split second, before he yanked her head towards him.

"Fucking look at me," Zarek roared, his anger radiating off of the cluttered cafeteria. "I told I'd get physical if you made me. What if I take you right now? No one will stop me from getting what I want."

Eva was mumbling something with difficulty, Zarek peeled the tape off of her delicate mouth too fast, making her wince and bite on her stinging lips.

Despite her pain, Eva forced herself to speak, well aware that the tape would shut her up soon again. "Please," Her sweet voice was hoarse and strange, dripping with fright. "Don't do this Zarek, you know I'm a virgin-"

Zarek winced, his pale fingers making her mouth close. Her lips were soft and fuller upon contact, and Zarek wanted nothing than to press them against his own - I would never, Zarek snapped at himself.

His tangled hand in her silky hair freed itself, resting on her jawline, cupping her freckled face with both hands. Zarek liked the brown splotches on her cheeks, they were the only thing that stopped Eva from being perfect yet they added to her beauty still. Zarek blinked, licking his lips and clearing his mind. "Don't worry," Zarek murmured, staring at Eva although he felt like he was staring through her since he couldn't focus for shit. "I won't take your innocence away."

Eva took a breath so deep as if she was underwater for the past while, her glassy eyes closing themselves in great relief. They snapped open when Zarek's fingers dug in Eva's neck, making her body stiffen again. "But I'll take other things from you."

"Please, Zarek, you don't have to do this." Eva said, her feet stomping on the floor and her body wiggling on the chair in hopes of setting herself free. "Just let me go, I promise I won't tell anyone. We can forget about this - I'll even forgive you!"

Zarek contemplated her offer. "Okay, but on one condition."

Eva nodded her head eagerly. "Anything, I'll do anything."

Zarek sighed, running a hand through his blond hair and over his tired face. He didn't want to admit it out loud, but he needed to say it to get what he wanted. "Can you... can you fix me?"

"Yes." Eva said too fast and Zarek saw right through her lie. She had no idea what he was talking about but fed him what he wanted to get herself out of this sticky situation.

Zarek glared at her, suspicion aimed at her soul. "Then prove it."

"H-how?"

Zarek's impulsiveness stepped in, and without much thought put into it, Zarek's lips were pressed against Eva's.

Her lips were softer than they looked. She tasted just like he thought - sweet. Zarek was sure he tasted like cigarettes and burnt ashes - Eva's gasp in horror was proof of that - but Zarek didn't care and used that to his advantage, sliding his tongue inside Eva's innocent mouth, proud to be the first one to explore it.

Zarek's eyes were wide open as he attacked Eva's frozen tongue with his own, waiting for her reaction. A single tear - that looked more painful than a fucking river of tears - rolled down Eva's flushed cheeks as she forced the gags down her throat and closed her eyes, forcing herself to respond to Zarek's tongue thrusts.

Zarek had fascinated about this moment probably ever since he met Eva three years ago, but now as Eva was actually kissing him back and meeting his kiss with her own feeble and hesitant tongue, Zarek felt like the biggest asshole in the planet. He wanted Eva more than fucking anyone, but not like this - never like this - in an abandoned cafeteria, forcing her to have her first kiss.

Holy fuck, Zarek finally realized. This was Eva's first kiss - no wonder she's so clumsy and clueless - and it was thrown down the drain. It was supposed to be special, a memory she would smile when she would remember and not cringe at. Zarek cursed at himself yet again for his recklessness as he savored the only kiss he would ever get from Eva - which wasn't that special since it wasn't with her consent, making Zarek's hatred toward his self intensify. He bit her full lips and pulled away, panting for air.

The expression on Eva's face was too raw to look at, even for Zarek. He stood up, taking a few steps back and pulled at his blond hair. "No!" he raged, kicking a random chair and slamming it against the wall. The wooden chair broke upon the contact, making Eva flinch.

"W-what?" Her voice was timid and afraid. "I k-kissed you back, Zarek. Now let me go, please?"

"No," Zarek hissed, hovering over Eva and wanting nothing than end her with his misery. He was reminded again how easy it would if he wanted to finish her. He bent down, his face in hers. "You were forcing it," he spat. "You were so fake that kissing me back was worse than not."

It was true, by kissing him back, she didn't prove her intention of fixing him, but how much broken and sick Zarek was. Fuck!

"What?" Eva's voice was filled with panic. "No, I can fix you-"

Zarek's rough hand covered her mouth. "Fucking shut up." Zarek threatened, taping Eva's mouth closed. Once he silenced her up, he went to one of the cabinets.

"She's such a whore," Zarek grumbled, sucking on his cigarette. "He was touching her hair and she let him - fuck!"

"Well, let her pay then," Hunter grinned, the music from his party faded in the night. "Take her to the abandoned cafeteria. I will leave you a little something in one of the drawers."

Focusing on finding the drawer - which was relatively hard considering the whispers and sniffs in the background, Zarek gained what he was looking for - a big, sharp pair of scissors. He was just as surprised as Eva, Hunter managing to unravel another trick up his sleeve.

Before he could stop himself, Zarek stepped on whatever left of his common sense and attacked Eva's hair - her hair was pure seduction, maybe if Zarek got rid of it then no one else would want her, having her for himself only.

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