The Wicked Mrs. Gastrell (English version)

Flashback

I kept my mouth shut even though I felt his tongue trying to stick inside me. Without success, his mouth went down to my neck while his other hand started playing with my chest.

I closed my eyes and grabbed the bedsheet to stop a cry from escaping my mouth. Tears just keep on flowing from my eyes.

Cholo’s mouth went down to my chest so I got even stiffer lying down there. I waited for him to do the next thing but Cholo stopped moving.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“I don’t want to fuck a stone, Karina. Respond to me.”

I opened my eyes. He was looking at me but I couldn’t read his expression because my eyes were clouded with tears.

“I-I don’t know how,” I stammered.

I gasped in pain as he violently grabbed my chin and forcefully lifted it up.

“I hate it when people use their tears or fake weakness just to get what they want. If you can convince my father with your tears, then that won’t work

on me.”

He took off his t-shirt and threw it on the floor. Next came his bottoms and then his briefs. I looked away when he was completely naked in front of me. My reaction got a sarcastic laugh from Cholo.

He took a packet of condoms from the side table drawer and tore it open, put it on him and went back on top of me.

He put something viscous in my vagina before he put his top on the opening. My chest rumbled with nervousness.

I want to stop him for a moment to tell him to take it easy because this is my first time having sex but I know he won’t believe me. He might just get angrier at me.

How can I explain to him that I am not the woman he hates if he already made up his mind that I am?

So I just closed my eyes again and prepared for the pain. It’s comforting that I’ll give myself to this rather than any man out there that I don’t like.

I will just ignore his violent actions as well as the thought that he is claiming me not as I am but as a dirty woman who managed to hit a married man like his father.

“You don’t deserve any gentleness, Karina. I loathed all women like you,” he whispered before releasing the first thrust.

My face wrinkled in pain. My scalp felt numb from the pain. I let out a cry as he pushed himself into me.

I can’t. It’s like my body is being torn apart by pain.

Cholo stopped moving on top of me and stared at me with wide eyes. He must have seen that I was struggling too much so he rolled himself off. It was as if he had seen a ghost because his face was so pale while looking at me.

“W-who are you?” he asked in a slightly shaky voice.

I didn’t speak. I just took the blanket and covered my naked body. I buried my face in the pillow and cried softly there.

My body hurts especially in its delicate part but my chest hurts more because I have completely lost my honor in this way, to the person who hates me.

I was like that for a while. Silently crying while not knowing what will happen next. Shall we continue?

I was startled and pressed to the corner of the bed when I felt his cold hand on my arm. I screamed.

Cholo immediately retreated who are already dressed. He was still pale but his dark face was gone. I can read fear and anxiety in his eyes.

“R-Relax. I won’t do anything to you.”

He sat on the end of the bed and slammed his hand on his face. “What did I just do? Damn!” he said in a voice full of regret.

“I’m sorry. I thought…”

He stopped talking and clenched his fists. He looked at me. I immediately turned my gaze in another direction.

“I promise I won’t hurt an innocent woman like you. Get dressed. We’re going to the police station.”

That’s when I got confused. I can’t be imprisoned. What about my father and brother?

I tightened my grip on the blanket then kneeled down to beg for his mercy.

“H-Have mercy, please. Don’t send me to jail, please. I only did this because I was so desperate. I really just need money, Cholo. Please have mercy on me. Don’t pay me anymore. Just don’t send me to jail, please. What will happen to my family? My father is sick and my brother is in jail. What will happen to them if I go to jail too? Have mercy please… Don’t do this, please.”

My cold and tears are mixing on my face but I don’t care. I can’t be imprisoned. It can’t happen.

Cholo looked at me like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He stood up and let out a few exasperated breaths.

“What have I done?” I heard him say it over and over again.

He faced me.

“We’ll go to the police station because you will report me.”

Confused, I wiped away the tears.

“W-why?”

“Why? Are you seriously asking me that question? Because I raped you! I forced myself to you! I deserve to go to prison. Get dressed.”

I was shocked for a while but I calmed down later.

“You didn’t rape me. It was my decision to sell myself to you. It’s just a coincidence that I’m with you today. If it was another man-”

“Stop it. Get dressed,” he ordered me.

But I’m tougher.

“No. I don’t want to. It’s my body. I’ll make the decision. I’m already paid half of the money. It’s okay if you don’t want to pay full price for me. I’ll accept that.”

“And then what?! You’re going to sell your body to another man tonight? Tomorrow? The next day after?!” he shouted at my face.