Dominant Husband: Her worth

Adrienne————Sitting on a stool in the huge hall, I stared at the withering flowers in my hands. The place was void, begging for just one drop of water to be heard. Not even one person could be seen, nor a voice could be heard. All that moved around me was pure silence. The diamond chandelier made a slight sound, causing me to raise my head to stare at the beautiful thing. And seeing the bright crystals that it was made of, my eyes watered. It was weird to get emotional by only staring at a mere crystal, but what else could I do than to cry?I tried to blink away the tears in my eyes, lowering my head to proceed in gluing them to the flowers. Staring at the flowers was the only thing that could presently bloom a conviction within me. Conviction at the fact that things would get better in the future. Unable to get rid of my pressuring thoughts, a different degree of tears formed in my eyes for an innumerable time. All I could do at this point was to either be filled with regrets, or

"O—oh," I stammered, feeling embarrassed and really surprised to see him. How in the world did he get there? Was I so intense in my mimicry that I didn't even hear the sound of the door? "What's going on here?" He jerked me out of my thoughts, a weird impulse prickling through me.  I swallowed, lowered my head, felt so scared of his sight. "I didn't know you've arrived. Welcome back home." "Were you mimicking me?" His voice grew thicker and harsher.  "Mimicking?" I shook my head in castigation, lifting my neck to stare back at him. "No no. I was—I was only…" I lied.  He sniggered, removed his hands from his pocket, linking his arms on his chest. "It seems like the punishment you've suffered, isn't enough. You need more." "I'm…" I sighed, feeling more nervous. "Sorry for it. I wouldn't have done that if I knew you were

Okay. This was getting too awkward. Sebastian hadn't ever taken his time to stare at me intensely. What was up with him now? His smile was cute, but there was definitely a terrible thing behind it. He looked like one of those evil people in creepy movies.  "Ready— for what?" I choked out, bulging my eyes, my voice shaky as well.  He let out a snort, crumpled his eyebrows into a frown. I knew it. I was expecting a frown. "Aren't you ready to join me in bed? At least, you've been crying for a child, right?" "Oh, that." I chuckled nervously, swallowed, blinked like a confused dolphin. "I've got to…" my remaining words got stuck in my vocal cord. Oh my, this man scared me as hell.  "Got to what?" He took a step closer, smirking harder, speaking lower. That voice wasn't normal. There was a hoarse sound in it.  "Well…" I lowe

Blank, I kept staring at him. If he spoke right now, he'd definitely curse at me.  "And when did you start caring about my attitude towards you?" He bit out, seeming so flustered.  I sighed. "That's not how I meant it. I was only trying to tell you to keep calm. You don't always have to be harsh. It's not like I did anything bad by caring about you."  He bit his lip, smiled in between, letting out a throaty laugh. A laugh that seemed like, “damn this girl's testing my nerve.” "Is this a scold or what?" He demanded.  I averted from his gaze, scared. "I'm not scolding. I'm just saying what I feel. I know you're a dominant person, but that doesn't mean you have to be so… mean." "What?" His voice was low, sounding quite shocked or something. But wait, what was I doing as well? "Yes." I turned back to him

"Um, you're nuts?" Lauretta broke the silence. I wanted to signal to her that we needed to run, but she didn't seem like she was gonna listen. She always acted like some kind of psycho.  I laughed anxiously, grabbed her wrist, then moved backwards a little. "Oh, dude. It seems like you're mistaking us for someone else. Maybe you should go and—" "Nope," he insisted. "I'm not. I know you. And yeah, I want you guys to satisfy me. If you don't do that, I'll—" "Shut the fuck up!" Lauretta cut him off. I quivered, but she only seemed bold. This wasn't the time for her to be bold. This guy was freaking huge! To kill it all, the place was damn silent. What if he… attacked us or something? "Yo, baby!" He lowered his brows into a frown, straightening his shoulder. Shit, this guy could kill us. He just looked like… a wrestler. Aha! Just like Roman Reigns. The same body shape and a