Ophelia's POV
I felt myself slip in and out of unconsciousness as Lucas drove us to a narrow, dark alley.
My limbs were heavy as lead and they felt like they didn't belong to me. I tried to open my mouth to ask Lucas where he was taken but instead, I just opened my mouth wordlessly like a fish out of water.
No word came out. I couldn't do anything but to continue staring at Lucas's side view.
I knew something was not right but I just couldn't place it or mull over it. I was confused and too intoxicated to do so.
"And we're here, baby," Lucas whispered, pulling the car for a stop in front of a small cottage.
I tried to twist my face into a frown and let out a yelp asking for help but my efforts was futile. It was as if my face had been injected with botox while an invisible tape was sealed to my mouth.
I gasped as a tear rolled down my cheek when Lucas came to my side to undo the car belt. His hands strayed from my waist to my crotch as he darted a sinister smile at me.
The fucking bastard.
"I can't wait to have you tonight, baby. I'll fuck your tight little pussy in every existing positions, angel," He laughed as if he just said the funniest thing in the universe.
At that moment, I simmered inwardly with rage as I tried to glare at him. The bastard who I thought was the best man on the planet. The monster who I thought was the most caring man I had ever met.
The beast I always compared to Ryan every damn time.
Fuck, I was so stupid.
I had forgotten that all men were the same but in varying sizes and rate of evil.
And as for Lucas, if Ryan was a beast, then he was the father of all beasts.
He forcefully pressed his lips to mine, trailing his hands upward to cup my breasts as he groaned in my mouth. I couldn't bear the disgusting feeling anymore, and so I belched into his mouth.
I didn't expect the harsh slap that struck my cheek in a split second.
"You are so fucking disgusting at times. I was planning to make this blissful for you, but since you are trying to act smart, I'll make this all about me, you fucking slut," He snarled before yanking me out of his car, and slamming the door shut.
Lucas dragged me like I was a well-fed cow that was on its way to the abattoir to get killed and cut into pieces.
Figuratively, I was somehow similar to a cow on its way to a slaughter house. I was sure Lucas would kill me or leave me near-dead that night by the time he was done with me.
As he settled the motel bill with the receptionist we met at the lobby who also looked as shady as her workplace, tears streamed down my face as I thought of Jeremy.
I didn't want to leave my son so soon. I didn't want to miss out on the important aspects of his life.
I wanted to be there on his first day of junior high, middle and senior high school.
Hell, I would even drive him to college on his first day. I wanted to be there on his wedding day.
I didn't want a framed picture of me there.
But as it was, there was obviously no sign of help coming, so I had to resign to fate as it was.
"Enjoy your night, Lucas," The receptionist directed a seductive smile at Lucas who nodded and smirked at her like they were secret lovers.
Who knew if they were though? I wouldn't put it past Lucas honestly.
There were a lot of things that I didn't know about him.
"Baby, let's go," Lucas said, tightening his grip on my waist, and smiling down at me.
As if I had any other option than to go with him. I thought as he led me through the dark hallway to a room, and flung me on the bed like a sack of beans.
"You need to see how fucking sexy you look right now. Drugged and dazed, waiting for my cock to fill you up," Lucas whistled, trekking to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of whiskey.
Like a wild animal, he uncapped the bottle and took a disgusting mouthful of the alcohol.
He grinned at me after, "You're staring at me. Do you want some? Don't worry, I'll give you a sip,"
I tried to let out protesting sounds that I didn't want it, but as usual, just cold air left my mouth.
Lucas made me sit on the bed, cupped my jaw harshly, forcing me to flap my mouth open like a duck before pouring a small amount of whiskey inside, "That's it, baby. We can't have you being aware of anything. Like I said earlier, I want to make this painless for you because I love you and I don't want to ever hurt you. I've forgiven your disgusting attitude, okay?"
I swallowed the alcohol painstakingly and stared at Lucas blankly, feeling my head get lighter and the last bits of my logical reasoning slip away as the seconds rolled by.
"I fell in love with you from the first day we met at the restaurant. I didn't know how to tell you without sounding creepy that I loved how sexy you looked with your large, pregnant belly. That I wanted to bend you over and fuck you before I gave you the job," I heard Lucas say as I fluttered my eyes shut, feeling the alcohol kicking in.
"I decided to give you the job because I thought you were going to fall for me. Because you know, I'm handsome, smart and caring but you didn't, Ophelia. You fucking didn't and that made me upset. I was enraged by your audacity but it's all fine now, you'll be mine from today onward," Lucas rambled on as unbuttoned my trench coat and slipped my dress straps off.
The last thing I felt before I gave in to a drug-induced slumber was Lucas's cold hands on my naked skin.