Chapter 5 She Fainted

At night, Hera was fixing her clothes when she heard a knock outside the door. She then opened it and saw Achilles standing in front of her. The man told her to meet him in his office as if there's nothing happened earlier. She can still feel the pain in her scalp but she promised herself to endure the pain if it means staying beside Achilles.

If harming her is the only way he knew because of what she has done to him, then she will face it no matter how painful it is... because she will still hold on to the hope that soon, Achilles will realize what she had taken and sacrifice.

She fixed herself in front of the mirror before she exited her room. She was just wearing her black sleeveless and her cotton shorts. While she let her long hair fall to her waist.

It's been a long time since her last haircut and maybe she could get another one after a month.

Achilles's office is just next to his room which is on the other side of the second floor. She passes through the dim hallway and stops beside the black door; it is where Achilles dragged her earlier. And she couldn't understand the interior of the room. But she saw the silky red sheet in a wide black bed. And she couldn't understand the style of it. And the things inside, it seems like he was some sort of a killer or what since there were whips and cable ties-the things she was only familiar with.

She shook her head and continue walking. She stopped in front of a brown door and knocked three times before entering. She knew it was Achilles's office since he saw his name engraved in it. And maybe the room next to it was his room.

Funny may it seem; they were married but staying in a different room. Well, she expected that though. She closes the door and saw Achilles, standing in front of the window and looking down at the lights near the shore.

"D-Do you need something?" she asked, almost stammering as she went closer to his table.

He turned to her and his green eyes met hers.

"Hera will be staying here starting next week."

"Pardon?"

She saw how his forehead creased when she wants him to repeat it.

She just wants to make sure she heard it right.

"Hera will stay here with me... with us, starting next we..."

She laughed, sarcastically. "Why does she need to be here?"

"Why?" he asked, seeming to mock. "Because she's my fiancé and the woman whom I love."

Truth hurts as her chest tightened.

"But I am your wife," she said as she pointed to herself.

Achilles went closer to her and towered over her; thus, she needs to look up.

"We're just married through papers, Hera. In case, you forgot. Hera was the one I love in the first place. The woman whom I want to marry-"

She shook her head. "I will do anything-everything," she met his eyes, "just... just don't bring Hera here."

A sly smirk formed on his lips. "Anything?"

She nodded.

Hera thought that she succeeds in changing his mind but she was surprised when the man held her into her jaw and he forcedly pulled her closer to him.

"Do you think I'm a fool? I can make you do everything even if you won't volunteer yourself," he said and gritted his teeth. Every time she met his eyes, rage is always visible in them.

A tear fell from her left eye.

"There you are. Cry, Hera. And I don't care. And remember this, whatever my decision is, you're out of it. I will bring any woman I want in this house and I don't care if your dad bought it since you both claimed my happy life." He let go of her, and she lost her balance because of how he pushed her and fell on the floor.

She crawled as she went closer to him and hugged his left leg. "Please... don't do it."

Achilles wiped his face with his palm. He doesn't know what to do with the damn bitch. He's starting to lose his temper toward her. As much as he wanted to hold on to his mother's words, the woman provokes him to feel violence, and just wanted to hurt and punish her.

Plus, the fact that Hera has the perfect body which he wanted to crash.

He bends down and pulled her hair as he pushed her away from him.

"Let's have some little agreement. I will be good to you in front of our parents and common friends but you will let me feel just a tint of happiness with Hera. She will stay here. And don't worry, no one will know. Not unless... you talk." He went closer to her and match her face. "Are we clear?"

Hera couldn't understand a thing and just shook her head.

"I repeat, are we clear?"

"No. Just do everything you want to me but I will still answer a no and I will not permit you to let Hera stay in this house!" She doesn't know where did she get her bravery to answer him without stammering.

"I see. Then, I will make you change your mind," he said and pulled her up using her hair. She screamed in pain as she was trying to remove his hand but Achilles is strong enough.

"Every time you disobey me, you will receive a punishment. Do you get it?"

Hera kicks his leg to get off from his grip but Achilles just winced and glared at her. After a moment, he let go of her hair but drag her in her arm instead. And Hera knows where they were going.

ACHILLES was raging in fire because of Hera and decided that it was time for him to start punishing her.

'I'm sorry, mom, if I have to do this,' he thought.

He shoots the key into the keyhole and twisted the knob after. He dragged her inside and closes the door. Next time he will change the lock into a handier one, instead of inserting a key.

"What are we doing here?" she asked.

He went closer to her and he almost cursed when the sweet scent of her hair enveloped his nose. "We're going to play," he whispered as he traces his lips down to her earlobes. And smirk when he felt her shudder.

Before he could lose his sanity, he moved away from her.

He wandered inside the room. His playroom. He dreamt about it but couldn't believe that he was about to use all the things inside on somebody else and that happened to be Hera.

But since it's his first attempt, maybe he could just simply do the basics until the woman begged and leave him.

He has never done this before with Hera since he loves and treasures her and he always wanted to give the best for her. This was just supposed to be his collection. He could still remember the first time he saw those things inside a room. It was his 21st birthday when his father talked to him and let him see things in one room inside their house which his father forbids him to get in. He could also remember that it was the room where he saw his dad, whipping his mom.

On that day, his father explained everything to him, about his dad being dominant, a sadist, and a sex monster. He doesn't understand at first but when he gave more information, that time his interest in it arises

His father told him that when a person does the art of playing dominance, that person must have control and it's always his choice on how to start the play. His dad explained everything to him but not because he had to emulate him, but he did explain how regretful he was that he did such a thing to his mother. And make him promise that he must not do it with someone else.

However, Achilles's interest was born from that time, and can't stop collecting things.

And he didn't expect that he could use everything this time.

He begged for chances from her but Hera remained a heartless bitch and left him with no choice.

"Strip."

Hera's eyes widened when she heard him.

"I repeat. Strip."

"But... but." Hera shook her head.

He clenched his fist. "Don't make me repeat it once more, Hera. You heard it."

She shook her head. "No, Achilles. This is not you. I'm willing to give in if you will be the same, Achilles-"

"Dammit Hera!" he screamed which makes her jerk back. "Do you expect me to make love to you, gently?" He asked and laughed, sarcastically. "You've gotta be kidding me."

"We can talk-"

"If you don't want this. File a divorce first thing tomorrow. And I will stop."

But Hera shook her head and said, "No."

He grinned. "Then, strip."

Achilles's playroom features sex furniture, such as whipping benches, and suspension devices, as well as tools of the trade like floggers and paddles. But it's just his collection and will not tend to use it for Hera. But if he was provoked, then he has no choice.

He will do everything until she begs him to stop and give him what he wanted in the first place.

"What are you waiting for? Strip, Hera," he said, almost losing his temper.

The room was temperature-controlled, with the temperature set to be comfortable for a naked person.

Tears continuously fell from her eyes as she began to strip. "This is not... you... Achilles," she said between her sobs as she finally took off her sleeveless and dropped it on the floor.

Achilles didn't respond and just watched her.

She removed her brassiere and her pile pumped out of it, but Achilles's eyes still held the same emotion-Rage.

She continued stripping until she removed her last garment.

Achilles then walked towards the wooden table on the left side of the bed and opened the first drawer. He pulls out the red silk blindfold. "On the bed," he said as he was closing the drawer.

Hera didn't bother to complain anymore and just do what he says. She then went closer to the bed and sat on the cold silky red sheet.

Achilles approaches her and she gasped when the man puts the blindfold that he was holding into her eyes. She began to move as she could only see darkness and was feeling the tension that started to rose.

Suddenly, Achilles reached for her hair. "File a divorce."

She shook her head which makes Achilles pull her hair roughly which makes her scream.

"I will make sure that you will regret what you wished for," he whispered right through her ear as he bites her earlobe.

"I... I didn't regret this. I love you, Achilles, and I will endure everything-" She didn't finish what she was saying when Achilles pulled her hair until she fell on the bed.

He got up. "Don't move," he demanded which she followed.

He opened the drawer near him and get the handcuff. It's a Bondage Boutique soft handcuffs that he bought online.

Hera doesn't have a clue what was happening as she was blinded by a blindfold. Her chest was heaving up and down as she could feel fear. But her will remained untouched.

You got this, Hera, she said to herself.

She gasped again when Achilles pulled her up and put something in her left hand before he gets the other one.

She tried to move her hand apart but it was already bound.

She started to panic. "L-Achilles what are you-Achilles!" she screamed when the man slapped her hard into her face and she fell on the bed.

She started to kick her feet... trying to get away from him even if she doesn't know where she would go until she stopped when she back touches something hard.

"Afraid, are we?" She cried louder when she heard his voice.

"Don't do this, Achilles."

"Then, file a divo-"

"Y-You know that I can't give you that."

She utters a sharp shrill cry when she felt a warm hand holding her left foot and pulling her.

Achilles got irritated with Hera and unconsciously slapped the girl again which makes her pass out. He wiped his palm into his face as he was staring at the unconscious girl.

Damn! He cursed as he took off the blindfold and handcuffs. Afterward, he then lifted her and carried her outside the room.