Chapter 344: 344/Silent battle
Chapter 344
Julie’s point of view
He fixed his sharp looks, filled with challenge, upon me, and exhaled with burning breaths that fanned my face, saying with a resentful spasm:
"Damn it, Julie... I truly find extreme difficulty in pinning you beneath my body... Were you working in the military previously, for God’s sake?! Quit the kicking."
I ground my teeth with blind spite, spitting inside myself with oppression and disgust. Ah, you cursed, filthy scoundrel, if you only know what I will perform to you once you leave me!
The features of Jake suddenly altered to total seriousness and sternness, and his voice lowered to whisper near the lobe of my ear with a cautious threat and a faint tone:
"Listen to me with precision and without stupidity... Steve is certainly here now; he is in the house indeed and has returned from his work. If you scream in any form or release a sound, he will pace toward the room and hear the sound certainly because the walls of the house are weak, and he will enter here right now and witness us in this condition together on one bed."
The muscles of my jolting body froze with shock the moment the name of my brother reached my ears. Truly?! Is this base, filthy scoundrel and rogue thinking now about the feelings of Steve and the consequences of the matter after he dared with all insolence and performed his ugly deed with me and violated my body?! Steve crossed his mind right now only to save his own ass?!
Jake tracked in a dominant, warning tone while pressing with his powerful knees around my waist to pin me:
"You certainly do not want Steve to witness this sight between us, vacant of clothes, do you? He will die from the shock."
I attempted once more to push him away with my shoulders with burning spite and aversion, but he was pinning me with his massive body, solid like a rock entirely, in a fashion with which I became completely helpless to move or budge him a single inch away from me. He looked into my eyes with anticipation and waiting, saying:
"Do you promise me that you will not scream in any form and will commit to total silence if I distance my hand from your mouth?"
I nodded my head in agreement with speed and terror due to the trapping of my muffled breaths, wanting to rid myself of his suffocating grasp at any price, so he released a prolonged exhale of relief and said with a provoking, cursed mockery that distorted his lips:
"Fine... a compliant and sensible girl indeed."
Did he just call me a "compliant girl" after he raped my awareness?! Damn him and his lineage!
I felt his rough fingers relax with leisure, and he distanced his large palm from my mouth with caution and alertness, and I did not scream indeed.
I captured a panting, burning breath that ripped my chest, ground my teeth with silent violence, and shouted at his face in a sharp hiss, the veins of my neck prominent from rage and disgust:
"Get off of me right now, you sickening scoundrel! Do not touch me with your filthy body."
He distorted his lips with coolness and a provoking indifference, saying:
"Fine... I will get away , no need for shouting and wailing."
He rose from over me with lightness and agility, displaying his massive naked body with a confident, entirely naked trust that aroused my nausea and vomiting.
The moment he vacated the space from over me, I jolted up standing behind him with a crazy, stormy, and hateful impulse while pulling the white bedsheet with trembling, confused fingers from the horror of the position. I wrapped my naked body with it with tightness such that it was secured by the curves of my waist and my chest in a safe fashion where I did not need to use my hands indeed, to leave my hands free.
I stood with rigidity, pointed toward the exit of the room, and said in a dry, harsh tone:
"Don your cursed clothes right now without a word... and exit from my room without return, you piece of filth!"
Jake turned around with total calmness and flippancy toward my threat and my looks, bending his towering torso slowly and coolly to retrieve his trousers and shirt thrown on the ground with neglect. In that fleeting, golden moment, the fires of revenge and black spite opened in my veins without mercy or pity.
I moved with maximum speed and madness, gripping with both of my hands in a hysterical, shocking movement upon the edges of the heavy wooden chair that was residing beside the bed.
With that violent, sudden movement of mine, the white sheet slid completely from around my body and plummeted to the ground for me to become entirely naked once more in the center of the room, but the matter did not concern me by a single atom and I did not glance at it in that second due to the blind anger and my desire to shed his blood.
I raised the wooden chair high in the air with all the power of oppression I had accumulated, and plummeted with it in a resounding, crushing, and shocking strike over his naked back with an extreme violence matching the previous time when I shattered his head!
Jake released a faint, pained, and startled cry that vanished in his throat with speed due to the surprise, and his massive body fell heavily toward the ground to plummet entirely unconscious and motionless like a dead corpse.
I breathed with sharp panting, the beats of my heart on the verge of penetrating and dislodging my throbbing chest with terror. Suddenly, the sound of rapid, heavy, and successive paces coming from the outer corridor toward the room reached my ears due to the sound, and the voice of my anxious brother Steve emerged from behind the wood, saying:
"Julie! What is this resounding sound, for the sake of hell?! What is occurring inside?!"
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