8. Monster Husband

Elysia Pov

"Madam, Mr. Damon is mandating your presence in his room." 

My grip tightened around my purse. I was dressed to go and check the company, and if it was affected by the news, but even now I can't seem to do anything, after consenting myself to Damon. 

My lips warped in a sneer as I whacked the door open and walked straight to Damon's. 

I didn't bother knocking on the door. He crouched on the sofa, his sleeves unbuttoned and his hair all dripping on his forehead.

His tie was loosened and around his neck. His belt was on the sofa, and his pant's unzipped. 

The room was air-conditioned but I could see beads of liquid on his chest. I stride closer to him, and when he smiled, a drop of water dripped on his nose.

'Maybe he just got out of the bathroom.' 

My lips parted as my eyes slowly trails his abs. He was holding a newspaper but dropped it on the sofa as he slowly stood on his feet. 

"You just barged in, I know I called for you but a knock on the door would be very polite. Don't you think?" 

His brows were crinkled and his eyes squinted. For the first time, I could see contempt for me in those eyes that used to profess love for me, but I cared less.

"I'm going to the company, whatever it is you wish to talk about, say it now or say it when I get back." I bite my lips. 

He was quiet, but I stood there waiting for him to blurt out what he wanted to say, but instead-

He hoists his left hand and placed them on my head. A scowl brew from the corners of his lips as he gawks devilishly at me. 

"Elysia, for me to trust you enough to let you go through those gates, you have to make me believe you will come back to where you belong." 

The nerve!

I gulp my saliva, as my eyes widened in fury. I can't believe he was going to keep me hostage.

"You want to keep me, hostage, in my own home?" I scoffed.

"This is my home and you are just a guest. A guest I let live here freely, and instead of worshipping me, and giving me the love I deserved, you went ahead to betray me, by sleeping with no other than my enemy." 

He yells at me. His hand raised to strike my cheeks. I squealed in fear, as I bent backward to avoid becoming his pouching bag.

"You will pay for what you've done Elysia and I mean every word I say." 

I don't understand why he kept referring to Jake as his enemy. He was someone I met coincidentally. I doubt Jake knew Damon. 

"What do you mean your enemy? Because he was my lover? Listen, Damon, I care less about your feelings for me. If you think your attitude towards me will make me miss the old you, you are wrong. Every bone in my body boils at you. When you are this close to me, I feel suffocating. You disgust me, Damon. I never thought hating someone was possible, but with you, I could feel the worst feeling ever." My teeth were gnashing, as my skin crawled at the feeling of being this close to him.

Suddenly he tugged my arms. I tried to yank him off but his fingers pierced deeper making me groan in pain.

"Let me go!" I screamed but he nudged me onto the bed.

I grabbed my arms and took a glance at it. It was sour with blood on finger cuts. I glare at him, only to find him half naked. 

His sleeves were on the sofa, and he removed his pants revealing just his boxers.

"No Damon." I whimpered as I slowly crawled backward on the bed. 

The memories of our wedding night five years ago flickered before my eyes. 

The look in his eyes was just like that day. His tongue snaked out of his lips as he gazes at me like I was some delicious snack.

I meandered to my right, my gaze fixed on the door calculating how fast I would be able to reach for it. 

But when I glance at Damon, he grabbed my legs and dragged me down as he lay on me. 

His body weight pressed me down so hard that I could only move my legs and hands. 

"I want to know how he kissed you. How he caressed your body and your nipples. I want to know, what you liked so much about him. What made him a better man than I am?" 

He whispered in my ears and tears dripped from his eyes. 

"If it hurts you so much, why don't you let me go?" I cried. 

"You are mine, forever." His lips mumbled and his eyes filled with tears prickling his eyes.

"I don't love you. I will never love you." I whimpered. Tears fall from the corners of my eyes. 

He was going to rape me.

"Why?" 

For the first time, he asked me a question I wished he have asked me, years ago before he went ahead and ruined my relationship. 

I was engaged and two weeks away from my wedding to detective George. But Damon and his family recently moved to town. He made my life a living hell by stalking me, and even going out of my house was like giving myself away as his prey for the day.

I despised him for that.

When he learned I was engaged, he visited my house and instantly befriend my brother, and that's how he got my brother's drink drugged. My brother poured a drink for me when I got home from the gym. 

I was drugged.

Damon took pictures of me and him together and gave them to George. The wedding was called off, all because of this monster. 

'Now he wants me to love him?'

Never!

"Why can't you love me, Elysia?" He screamed, tears dripping from his eyes and falling on my breast. 

I wobbled my head as my lips parted to say the words hanging underneath them for the past fifteen years. 

"Because you are a monster."