Her Deceitful Love

Standing in the middle of that room, her sea-green eyes were roaming all around her. She didn't know where she was. She had closed her eyes in the arms of that person whom she had started loving more than her own self but when she opened her gaze again, she found herself in this unknown room. Her clothes were changed and she knew at this point, her whole life was about to change too and its beginning already started when she heard the sound of door knob twisting.

Without turning around to face the door, she heard the door getting opened and then someone stepped inside it. Without even looking she knew who it was because she herself had embedded that person's very presence on her soul.

Closing her fists and gathering her full strength, she slowly turned around to finally face that person because she knew she needed to. She needed to face him and there he was, standing in front of her. That person whom she had fallen in love with more than anything but at the same time, she had hated him more than anyone.

His icy blue eyes met with hers, making her realise that every single thing of his with which she had fallen in love with was a facade, a deceit of his, including his eyes. This person was nothing but a facade for her and now he had finally removed his facade to show her his true self so that not just only her heart, he could successfully shatter her existence with it. And unfortunately, it did. His true identity wrecked her whole being with no mercy.

"So you finally reach me," even his raspy deep voice made her recall that it had been nothing but a deceit of his. Her heart started aching in that fire of scorching pain but her eyes continued to stare at him lifelessly.

She saw the corner of his lips tugging upward, forming a wicked grin on his face. Something she had never seen on his face before. He knew how much his betrayal was breaking her and realising her pain was filling him with satisfaction, it had started hurting her even more. The person she used to believe as her cure wanted nothing but her pain.

His feet started making their way towards her finally.

"But did you reach me or…." His words paused, along with his steps in front of her. Lowering his head, he brought his face closer to hers.

"Or I made you reach me, princesa?" He husked against her face. Tears stung her eyes, hearing that name from his mouth. He had given her this name as a significance of their love for each other. Everytime he had called her by this name, her heart had felt loved but right now, hearing him calling her by that name again, she could feel nothing but pain and hatred. The hatred they both felt for each other.

He saw those tears glistening in her eyes which were gazing at him without even blinking. His smirk turned more iniquitous. Pulling back his head, he shoved his hands inside his pocket.

"You know, I had heard a lot of things about before meeting you," his slow steps started wandering around her in a circle motion.

"Like your father has been training you to become the leader of his cartel since you were a 10 year old kid," she wordlessly heard his every word. His eyes peered at her body's every corner.

"And not just weapons, he has been teaching you on how to control and manipulate your emotions, so that your enemies could never defeat you but…." He came in front of her again. Slanting his face closer to hers again, he lifted his hand and gently pressed his index finger against her chest where right under her heart was beating.

"But it seems like your father failed to train this heart of yours," those words of his brought more tears in her eyes.

"That's why it didn't think twice before falling in love with that person you have hated the most in your life," he knew where exactly his words were hurting and harming her and how badly.

"That's why it made you make that person your life whose life you have wanted to take all this time, princesa," Leaning closer to her ear, he whispered. Not a single word came out of her mouth and she just silently witnessed him rubbing the painful truth on her already opened and fresh wounds.

"Am I allowed to call you stupid for this, Miss Alfanso or should I blame love for it?" He asked and withdrew back to look into her glossy eyes.

"As I have heard love actually fucks up with every head and heart which dares to feel it, just like it did with yours," she watched him chortling at her. He was not laughing at her but that love her heart had dared to make her feel for him.

"So many promises, so many dreams. They all broke today," he smirked more diabolically.

"Your promise of loving me till the last breath of your life, your dream of becoming my wife and giving birth to my children….they all are shattering today, princesa," those words of his finally managed to make her tears roll down from her eyes.

Seeing her shedding her tears, he eliminated all the distance between their bodies and delicately wrapped his arm around her waist. Lifting his hand, he washed away the tears on her cheeks with the back of his fingers.

"Ssh …. don't cry. Maybe not love but I do feel sympathy for your tears as I had been living with you for so many days," her heart blazed with more pain after listening to him. He was feeling sympathetic for her love for him.

"Besides, I am not that heartless so let's ease up your heartbreak a bit. Okay?" He uttered, tugging the strands of her hair behind her ear.

"So not in front of this world but I can please you like a husband pleases his wife behind closed doors and…." Halting, he thrusted his face closer to hers.

"On my bed…. just like last night where you let me devour every inch of your skin, princesa," 

She teared up more because that was the truth. She had actually surrendered her everything to him last night. Her heart, her soul, her body…. everything to him with no shield last night. She gave him the virtue of her body but only to let him taint it with his sin which she was believing as his love.

Wrapping his arm more firmly around her waist, she felt him untying the knot of her night robe.

"So, how about I make you forget about your heartbreak by taking you to my bed," he rasped in her ear, completely untying her night robe and his next words crushed her soul cruelly.

"As I am sure that would be the best way to cure the pain of a prostitute's daughter and her deceitful love,"