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RE Worthless Sister Ookami Angel216 Eric licked his own lips as the dark haired girl before him began trembling before him. The stench of fear reeking from her every move as she looked at him with terrified eyes. Once upon a time hed been offended by those eyes, but now, now he loved them. Seeing her whimpering and trembling like some pathetic bitch who could do absolutely nothing but lay low and hope the storm would pass over her. His cold brown eyes continued to gaze into her grey eyes with contempt, his hand slowly unhanding hers, for a second it almost seemed as if he believed her, but just as the hand had left her wrists, it wrapped around her throat, squeezing tighly enough to cut off her circulation of air temporarily. His face leaning in dangerously closed to hers, his lips were less than half an inch from hers, his hot breathe washing over her lips as she tried to regain her breathe. Idiot? he asked calmly, his tone of voice and expression not revealing the irritation that bubbled inside him, it was of little importance whether he showed his anger or not as the hand that had shoved her grabbed her by the shoulder and dug his fingers into her. His firm hands feeling like a vice, unlike their father who blamed Helen for all of lifes woes, and dealt swift punches and kicks to express his anger, Eric was more fond of torturing her mentally, to keep her guessing as to what he wanted, or what he intended to do. It wasnt that he didnt believe his fathers reasoning as even Eric had been brainwashed over the years to believe his fathers ravings. His once friendly affectionate smile for her turning into a scowl of disgust and hatred when he was convinced that his mother had been killed by his sister. It didnt matter what Helen said or did to refute the accusation as her father was the law here, and Eric was probably one of the few people who would follow the mans instructions without being threatened. Father gave you permission to sneak out into the dark with a bundle of clothes? he asked accusingly, eyes narrowing suspiciously. Going to do the laundry then Im guessing? he continued. Surprising Helen as it had been quite a while, several years in fact since shed heard her brother talk this much. Usually he just grunted at her. The Eric shed grown accustomed to wouldnt normally have bothered with such questions and dragged her back to her father, tossed her before him before asking his father, instead of Helen. Helen was a pathological liar in his eyes, and anything she said wasnt worth believing. Not anymore. Nevermind, it doesnt matter either way, Im sure father wouldnt mind if you spent an extra hour with me he smirked, rewarding her with the closest thing to a smile in years as the hand on her shoulder eased and trailed down her body, flowing over her and down her hour glass figure before reaching her hips. Halting its decent before slipping under her shirt and making direct contact with her honeycombed skin. His touch much gentler and less rushed than usual, his burning fingers trailed upwards against her skin, running lewdly over her flat stomach before hooking a finger over her bra, and then another finger, and another. Before all four fingers hooked onto her brassiere, his thumb curling underneath it before his eyes glinted with hostility and tore the fabric off her with one swift violent motion, the hook behind her snapping off and scratching her back before the small piece of metal fell by her feet. Better wash these two, their undoubtedly filthy considering the slut whod been wearing them he smirked, shoving the torn garment infront of her before letting it drop to the ground. His fingers once again trailing down her body, What should we remove next dear sister? he whispered, enjoying the power he had over Helen, knowing that she couldnt deny him. The best she could do was hurl an insult or two his way, and if shed learned anything from her past encounters shed know that mouthing off to someone would only equate to a world of pain for her.