The Taste of Seduction

Cole's face flushed with anger, and he clenched his fists. "Don't you dare lecture me about relationships! I've seen the way you look at him, Diana. Don't think I haven't noticed."

"You have the effrontery to get home, hook your hands smiling and laughing with a handsome neighbor when we had an agreed time you must get home.

You didn't drop a call or even inform me of all these for permission before going on with your plans," he menacingly continued as he drove nearer to her with eyes burning with jealousy and anger.

"Your job is now an avenue for you to cut corners and hook up with men now, right?" he grunted, his words laced with accusations and disbelief as he continued his verbal assault on her.

Diana's voice grew firm, her eyes meeting his with determination. "Enough, Cole. I won't engage in this conversation any longer. We need to respect each other's boundaries and trust that our love is strong enough to withstand any challenges."

"I am getting tired of you calling me out names, not having your trusts over things that has never happen in the pasts," she continued with a sad face that indicated her pain as well as betrayal from his action and words

With that, Diana turned away from him to enter the bedroom, determined to maintain her composure. Leaving Cole standing there caused him to feel fueled with anger and jealousy; he hurried after her and grabbed her hands from behind, roughly shoving her toward the wall with his elbow on her neck.

"Answer me, you goddamn slut," he roared, red hot with anger and frustration over the loss of dominating effect he had on her.

"You, you are hurting me. Let me go, Cole," She voiced in response as she struggled to breathe with her arms pushing back against his elbow in an attempt to leave his restraint.

As soon as he saw her gasping for air yet looking so defiant at his questions, he felt a mini explosion go off within him. He slaps her hard, stunning her at the sudden assault. She hits the ground with no defense prepared, leaving her dizzy, scrambling on the floor with a big sound to get a hold of herself.

Diana quickly braced herself for a terrible night in her mind. She could not help but hope this time again for help to come as it did the last time she and he had a fallout as her gaze fell longingly at the door. Remembering it was late at night, and Marcus had retired for the night, she hurriedly began to pacify the monster that awoke in Cole.

"Cole, please believe me. It was a company event, and we came home together because we live in the same building," she hurriedly voiced out in fear and panic as she saw him draw nearer to her.

Cole, lost in anger and oblivious to her words, responded by pulling her hair and dragging her on the floor, causing more bruises on her thighs as her skirt creased up, exposing her thighs to the rough ground and the force of the pull on rugs.

"You should know your place bitch, I was gently asking you a question until you decided to let the beast out," he venomously lashed out as he dragged her towards the bedroom with his face twisted with rage as his eyes narrowed into slits, his brow furrowed deeply, and his nostrils flared with each heated breath.

Diana, sensing she might be in for a worse night, started screaming for help, pushing Cole past the brink of insanity as he began to rain blows upon her incessantly as he kept grunting at her feeble attempts to get away from him.

Marcus was preparing to retire but faintly grasped faint words of begging and help echoing from Diana's apartment. Realizing there might be a problem, he listened more carefully to determine what could be happening. "Please, Cole, stop, Someone please help," Diana's voice echoed into his ears. Understanding that she was being maltreated again, he felt intense bloodlust and a wave of anger.

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He rushed out of his apartment towards her apartment.

With enormous strength, he broke down the door lock with a shoulder dash before looking around in the apartment to see where the noise and groaning were coming from.

Surprised that the door was hinged open with force, Cole, in his scared self, dived to the back of the bed to peek at the intruder while leaving Diana on the bedroom floor groaning in pain and eyes without focus.

Keenly attuned to blood and seeing tiny blood trails that led towards the unlocked bedroom. "You, vile beast… how can you?" Marcus choked on his words as he saw Diana bleeding due to repeated hits and bruises from being dragged on a roughly uneven floor and rug.

"Hey Marcus, what is yo.. your.. your business here," he stammered as she rose from the corner he hid. Trying to gain his confidence despite the situation, he continued righteously, "how can you break into someone else's apartment without, without permission," he continued as though Diana on the floor was non-existent.

"Marcus, for the sake of being friends, just walk out and don't interfere in the matter between couples, before I call the cops on you, don't you know it is a criminal offense to break into another's house" he continued with increased assertion as he felt more confident as Marcus stood at the door with all his attention on Diana

Trying to prevent the beast in him from coming out, Marcus turned his gaze steely to Cole, with a deep voice laced with venom, "Are you sure you want to

the cops to come and arrest me with her looking like this," he asked with a fervent that seem to want to swallow Cole alive.

Feeling a bit intimidated by the bigger man, "W- what do .. do.. do you mean," he said shakily as he felt the bigger man's aura grow ferocious as he took a step backward towards the wall to support his shaky legs.