Ronan fingers traced the dial of the expensive watch gently, " I don't have much time right?" He asked in his head.
[ Yes you are supposed to complete tasks as soon as possible.]
Ronan looked out of the car's window at the traffic passing by.
[Authors note: The Abuse is supposed to make him stronger and rise to the top according to the plot. To make him a winner at the end he must go through suffering.]
" The question is why am I the one to make him suffer?" Ronan closed his eyes, "don't worry I am on it."
Ronan removed his clothes as soon as he entered the house throwing them at the floor. He saw Shael cooking in the kitchen.
He pulled Shael turning him to Ronan and wrapped his lips around Shael's. He sucked at Shael's lips releasing his pheromones. He slipped his hand down Shael's arm to hold his hand in his own while his tongue digging deeper.
Shael wrapped his free arm around Ronan's neck as he was leaning too much over Shael, his pheromones taking over Shael and he started losing senses.
The electric stove was still on that reminded Ronan, " Burning skin" .
He placed Shael's hand above the stove pressing it with his own, to which Shael shrieked escaping Ronan's lips but Ronan lips found his once again. Shael tried to snap out of his grip but useless. Ronan's hand was burning too but he went on with kissing stroking his tongue deeper into Shael's mouth.
" Ronan... Please my....hand," Shael begged avoiding his kiss pulling his hand out of Ronan's grip. But he couldn't even flinch, not even his body out of Ronan's grip.
"Ronan my hand is burning," Ronan let go of his hand as Shael started panicking and sobbing in pain.
Although Ronan let go of his hand but he went on with kissing. Shael's hand's skin turned deep red in colour, some of the skin parts peeled off.
Ronan slipped his hands under Shael hips lifting him to the bedroom. He was releasing strong Pheromones making Shael feel dizzy. He placed himself above Shael.
" Ronan, I burnt my hand, let me take a look first."
But Ronan wasn't even listening, he stripped open Shael's shirt leaving a trail of kisses. He removed Shael's pant completely showing his pale fragile legs. Shael sat up , his body was reacting to Ronan's immense pheromones but his hand's pain was also intensifying.
" Ronan my hand is tearing with...."
Before he could complete his sentence Ronan occupied his lips twining his tongue inside Shael's mouth, spreading Shael's legs. Ronan placed himself inside Shael which made Shael gasp. Ronan pushed himself inside Shael slowly back and forth, the slow rhythm soon changing into fast stroking making Shael moan in response.
Ronan stole glances at Shael's hand suspended in air as it caused more pain if it touched something. Regardless of the pain in his hand Shael's body relaxed releasing jasmine scented pheromones making Ronan lose his mind that he went deeper and deeper that he couldn't get enough as if he was starving for years.
The room was filled with Ronan's fast breaths and Shael's moaning.
" Ronan, that's enough," Shael finally spoke a moan cracking his hoarse voice.
Ronan looked at Shael's hand that was bleeding and placed his lips at Shael's belly to give him a final kiss . There was no making love in this dry sex, and Ronan did that on purpose as pretending to make love just for abuse was too much for him.
Ronan gave Shael a hug before he quickly got off the bed and sprinted to the bathroom. Although he went on with it but Shael's hand kept bothering and now that he was done he felt so guilty.
He came out after showering and saw Shael struggling with wearing pant as his burnt hand trembled in pain. He rushed to help Shael who looked at him with questioning eyes.
" I am sorry I was too out of control," he buttoned Shael's shirt, " let me take you to hospital." Ronan held Shael's arm to help him get up.
In the doctor's room strong Rose scent pierced through the doctor's nose who was wrapping bandage at Shael's hand after the treatment. Shael was covered in Ronan's pheromones.
" How did it happen?" Doctor asked.
" It was an accident," Shael replied in a weak voice.
" You should have came earlier or at least you should have done some first aid," doctor glanced at Ronan standing beside Shael as if he was the criminal for overlooking.
" It was so embarrassing," Shael said as soon as he entered the living room, " I was reeking of Alpha pheromones."
"Let me help you wash up," Ronan approached Shael to unbotton his shirt.
Shael snapped back, " you knew I was hurt yet you didn't care."
"I told you I lost control."
"But you were not drunk and we just kissed. There was no trace of my pheromones to make you lose control."
Ronan wrapped his hands around Shael's face, " look in the mirror, just looking at you makes me lose control.
" Whatever," Shael turned his head to one side as tears dripped down his face.
Shael didn't notice Ronan's burnt fingertips, that he overlooked without any treatment.
Ronan took him in his arms giving a peck at his hair, "I am sorry I will be careful next time."
But that was a pure lie. He cut his left hand with knife during next intercourse making Shael scream in immense pain. His right hand burns were yet to be healed.
Ronan didn't stop this time either and pulled out the knife while holding Shael down. This time he drank Alcohol to give an excuse that he was drunk.
" Could you please step out for a second, I would like to talk to the patient alone," doctor asked cleaning Shael's injured hand.
Ronan walked out his hands tucked in his pants.
" Is your partner abusing you?" Doctor asked Shael.
" It's not like that," Shael looked at his hand avoiding doctor's gaze.
" We can help you with this matter, if you are being abused....
" I'm not," Shael interrupted, " can you please hurry up, I am tired."
Doctor finished the treatment and Shael walked out.
" What did the doctor say," Ronan threw a question out of suspicion as they walked towards the exit.
Shael turned around and walked closer, " he asked me if you were abusing me. But don't worry I told him that's not the case." Tears were stuck at the corners of Shael's eyes.
Guilt punched Ronan hard in the face. Shael walked out of the hospital leaving Ronan frozen. Immense pain stabbed through his chest and he covered his face with both of his hands as he let out a ragged breath, " I am halfway, it will end soon. Don't worry Shael you are the winner at the end," he turned his face to the ceiling to stop his eyes from shedding before walking out.
But Ronan had to go on with his brutal ways pretending like he didn't cared much although he ended up crying in the washroom later on. He knew something was wrong inside his chest, whenever Shael cried he felt something piercing his chest regardless he had no Memories. He was repeating one sentence in the cycle, " Shael do you consent to it."
Shael never disagreed, he would rather say, yes but could you please wait before continuing, yes but I am hurt, yes but you are being rough, yes but please don't hurt me.
Shael came out of the bathroom after a shower while Ronan was waiting for him to come out to take a shower.
"You were too rough last night that I was bleeding. Can we take a break before the next intercourse," Shael suggested walking with slow steps out of discomfort.
That was it , the key to abuse.
" How about one right now," Ronan said throwing Shael at bed and placing himself above.
" Wait Ronan please I am hurt."
" Ronan, I am hurt how about...."
Ronan slipped Shael's night gown away, there was no way he could pretend making love that's why he always ended up with dry sex.
" Do you consent to it," Ronan asked like a spell.
"Yes," Shael replied although it was not what he wanted.
"Ronan don't you remember me?" Shael wished old Ronan would come back.
Where did he lose old Ronan or was Ronan just like that. The evil playboy CEO of Sparkle, was the old playboy back after losing memories. There were countless scandals of Ronan being abusive sex partner as a lot of omegas sued him.
" You said I was your Universe, you said I was your whole world, Ronan please stop hurting me."
Shael had to go through another rough sex and instead of moaning he was whimpering and shivering with pain all the time.