Part 10

He was staring right through my soul as he started walking towards me. The sound of the scattered glasses crushing under his feet made me look down in shock only to find out he was wearing slippers.

I sighed in relief but my relief did not last long as he closed the distance between us in a second. Before I could figure out what was happening, I was hitched up by my waist and he sat me down on the table.

Grabbing my thighs, he settled himself in between and stood there staring deep into my eyes. I don't know, if I was cowering with either fear or excitement, my thoughts were all jumbled up as he was impossibly close to me.

Even after all these years, I couldn't make myself get used to his magnetic presence. A look at him all I need to turn into a messy puddle. The level of control he has over me is beyond my imagination.

I gulped, as he put the bowl in his hand and brought a spoonful towards my mouth.

"Eat." his voice was calm but his piercing gaze was enough to warn me not to do anything but obey him right then.

I opened my mouth and took the spoonful before biting the food slowly. Just when I thought it was over, he brought a second bite and I took it without any objection. One after another, he slowly finished feeding me, calm and composed, standing between my thighs as if it was our daily routine.

As if I was just not questioning his sanity and thinking of getting a psychiatrist's appointment for him. After I had my last morsel, he took a tissue and wiped around my lips before dropping a kiss on my head.

"Good girl." he said heading towards the sink.

To say I was fuming would be an understatement.

What does he think of me?! How dare he treat me like a little child?!

I wanted to just yell at him and ask him what does he want from me but I stopped myself. There has been too much drama for today and I couldn't handle more. I needed to give myself a break and get away from him. So, I got down from the table and walked to my room without sparing another glance at him. He did not stop me anyway.

I took a bubble bath to reduce my anxiety that came from the weird behaviour of my husband. Well, soon to be ex husband per say. I closed my eyes and leaned against the bathtub while soaking myself up in the warm water. It gave me a sense of temporary relief and helped a lot with my anxiety.

Should I get on the pills for my anxiety? I thought. Looking at my husband's behaviour, I can say he is not going to stop soon. He wants to play with my head and put me in my place. He took the contract as a game, as a challenge to him and determined to make me pay in every-way he can.

Well, my heart has always been a plaything for him, hasn't it? I laughed out with disdain. Before excruciating sadness could envelop my senses again, I shook the thoughts away and focused on my bath.

Suddenly I felt the girly urge to dress myself and feel pretty. Well, who is gonna stop me anyway? I am going to do it for myself. Also, I heard there was a nightclub near our villa. So why don't I check it out? It's been a while since I had any fun. Not to mention, five years of no fun!

This bitch is going to have the time of her life tonight and ain't nobody gonna stop her.

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I couldn't help but feel excited as I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was naturally wavy, but I had taken the time to curl it just right for tonight. It had the perfect amount of wave and volume, and I had added some hairspray to make sure it stayed in place all night.

I picked out my outfit for the night - a sleek, black dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. I paired it with some black heels and silver earrings that caught the light just right. As I slipped on my shoes, I couldn't help but feel confident and ready for the night ahead.

I had been looking forward to this night and I wanted to make sure everything was perfect. I put on some music to set the mood and started to get ready. I applied my makeup with care, making sure to highlight my features just right.

With one final check in the mirror, I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. I was ready to dance the night away and make some memories that would last a lifetime.