**Chapter 9: Carnal Reckoning**

The fluorescent lights above them seemed to flicker in sync with the pounding of their hearts as Seth's lips crashed down on Liliana's, silencing any protest she might have had. His hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts as she melted into his touch. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the small bathroom, a stark contrast to the eerie silence that had been building between them for weeks. "Fucking slut," Seth growled, his voice husky with desire as he yanked down Liliana's bra. "You've been teasing me for weeks, and now it's time to pay." Liliana's eyes flashed with a mix of fear and arousal as she gazed up at Seth. "You want it, baby?" she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of defiance. "You're the one who's been chasing me." Seth's face twisted into a snarl as he lifted Liliana's skirt, his fingers brushing against her thong. "Dirty girl," he muttered, his eyes scanning her body with a hungry gleam. "You know you're mine, and I'm going to take you all week long to make up for ignoring me." With a swift motion, Seth ripped off Liliana's thong, the fabric tearing with a soft rip. Liliana gasped, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and trepidation as Seth's fingers probed her wetness. "So wet," he whispered, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "You're so wet for me, my slut." Their lips clashed again, the kiss deep and possessive as Seth slammed his body against Liliana's. The bathroom echoed with their heavy breathing, the sound of their bodies colliding as they gave in to their primal desires. As the days turned into a week, the bathroom became their sanctuary, a place where they could indulge in their carnal needs without judgment. They took turns fucking each other, their bodies entwined in a dance of desire and anger. Seth called Liliana every name in the book - slut, whore, bitch - but she took it all, her body responding with increasing arousal. "You're my fucking property," Seth growled, his eyes blazing with possession as he pinned Liliana against the sink. "You're mine, and only mine." "Yes, baby," Liliana panted, her body trembling with need. "I'm yours, only yours." The bathroom became a blur of sweat and desire, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they banged hard, day and night. The tension between them had finally reached a boiling point, and they were determined to exhaust it all in this one, carnal week. As the hours ticked by, their language grew more explicit, their bodies more entwined. They didn't need words; their actions spoke louder than any whisper or growl. The bathroom had become a place of primal release, where they could shed their inhibitions and just be. And as they lay on the cold bathroom floor, their bodies spent but still entwined, Liliana gazed up at Seth with a mix of fear and desire. "One week," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Seth's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with an unquenchable fire. "One week," he echoed, his voice low and husky. "And then what?" Liliana's lips curled into a sly smile. "And then we'll see." The bathroom fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the fluorescent lights as they both knew that their carnal reckoning was far from over.