This is NOT a traditional romance-based story. It consists of disturbing elements, matter, and content, including, sexual content, physical abuse, torture, kidnapping, dubious, sensitive content, and nasty treatments. If you are sensitive or have been sensitive to all these escapades and Dark phases. Please do not read it. You have been warned. Well, this is an art of fiction meant for a mature, 18+ audience only. The author does not appreciate such behaviour in factuality.
I had never planned to stay with him. But God had his plans. I came to the town as an outsider but the town accepted me. All my life I have craved acceptance. And this town gave me all that I always wanted. I yearned for love and to be loved. I do not think it is wrong. There is no shame in craving for love, there is no shame in being hungry for the person whom you love.
I always dreamt of a man possessing loyalty, intelligence, strength, boldness, a strong sense of love and family, and wealth who will help me to get rid of all the problems of my life and fulfil all my fantasies.
I was the unlucky child of God since birth. But life did take a U-turn when Tiger came into my life. I had been living a life full of problems and difficulties and was looking for someone and did find him. I found something much greater than that. Maybe we were meant to meet each other.
My happiness was like February 30th, which never existed until Tiger came into my life. He did not care about my past life; he wanted to be my future. I used to think all men were the same, but he was different. He was the type of man about whom I had heard from my mother, who existed in fairy tales only.
Well, there was a huge difference between our backgrounds. He was quite a wealthy, renowned billionaire who resided in California, U.S.A. I was just a lower-middle-class woman. But that never came in between our love. Neither of us expected our loveless marriage to turn into love. The more we would fight the pull, the more the chemistry between us sizzled. Despite delicious struggles, and battles, our loveless convenience marriage shone brightly when the spark of love entered our lives. Amidst this, we found soul mates in each other.
I always thought that I was difficult to love. But Tiger proved me wrong. I was fighting to survive my world, where I missed everything. I know how much courage it took to accept the love which came my way. Not to forget Tiger took courage and willpower to show it to me. In the end, it was me who was fighting against myself. I used to go through my dark periods like the moon and hide. But he promised to kiss my wounds whenever they hurt. Even if the wound was in my soul, he promised to find them and heal me.
In that process, I followed my heart, found my fire and things started to fall on track by default. I did my best and had a beautiful life to cherish. I lost the old me and found a better version of myself. I was damaged that when Tiger gave me what I deserved I did not have any idea to reciprocate his altruism.
But nothing is as easy or uncomplicated as it seems. Relationships in long run undergo several pinnacles along the way. Love is full of compromises and similarly, we had to.
Our relationship was tested. A Series of pinnacles came our way. However, love is easy, trust is hard and eventually our biggest challenge was shutting down our doubts about each other and trusting our hearts to have made the right choice.
Hating someone is very easy, but you need strength to love someone. Love is an art. You need to practice that art every day. We have that art in us but we do not will to practice.
Christiana's point of viewDing! Ding![Christiana, be ready by 9 p.m. I will talk to you while I am in your mouth. Be ready to lay naked on the bed when I come home. I swear I won’t stop until your legs are shaking. I will be your daddy tonight.]A message alert rang and left me alarmed. I was stunned for a moment, as though I had sustained an enormous blow to my chest.Ding!Another message immediately came within the blink of my eye. A message from the bank was that my account was credited with 3000 dollars.I scrolled up to look at the message history of this week with my bank.[Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.][Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.][Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.][Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.]…..This week alone I have sold my body more than five times. My body was sold to different billionaires whom I did not even know.In a week, my account was credited with several dollars I did not own.
Christiana's point of view I was in a deep slumber in my bed when the phone rang. I took it from the table beside my bed. It was my brother’s lawyer. I would have ignored the call if it was anyone else. I picked up the call and put my phone on my ear. “Christiana, be ready with my fee. The next hearing is near.” The lawyer informed me. “Yes, sir! Will be ready with the amount. Can my brother get bail this time?” I asked him anxiously. “Christiana, it is a murder charge. Things are not as easy as you think. Be patient enough.” He said to me, making me impatient all the more. “Patience! Are you serious?” I screamed. “Yes, do you even have anything in hand? Be calm and patient, Christiana.” He said to me calmly. “I have been patient enough for years. But got nothing. When will my patience be checked? My brother is innocent. He has done nothing. He has not killed anyone.” I said to the lawyer with tears in my eyes. “Christiana, I understand your frustration. But you need to under
Christiana’s point of view “Hurry up, Christiana! You do not have much time. Anyways you do not have anything to do now except abide by me. Did you even bathe?” My stepmother rushed into my room with her orders. I rolled my eyes listening to her. I had felt her selfishness the millionth time. But this time it was different. I wanted to spoil her plan, nevertheless, I was helpless. “Stop it right now. We do not have time. Get ready for your wedding as soon as possible.” She pulled me out of my bed by my hair, pushed me into the washroom, and shouted at me to get ready for the wedding. Well, it was expected from her. Seldom she insulted me. It was her favorite time pass. “Yes, I am going.” I snorted in response. . . . . I was nearly ready in a few minutes. My curly black hair was pulled up into a French braided bun, along with my mantilla tucked into it properly. My makeup wasn’t speaking up, I wanted to go natural instead of bold. It did not matter to me much; I was not excit
Christiana's point of view When I woke up, I was pretty shocked seeing the surrounding. I was in a room consisting of scenic portraits, king-size bed, and the roof-top not at all familiar to me. My house did not have that view. Also, there were no large chandlers in the center of it. I pinched myself only to comeback to factuality. Gradually, I glanced at the room where I was sitting. Things seemed quite different. The room was quite big, I seemed like an ant lying on the floor. “Where am I?” I muttered. I tried to remember about what happened few hours back that I was there. I threw the blanket and stood straight. Amidst that my eyes went on a man sleeping next to my bed. I was conscious. The moment my barefoot touched the ground, I noticed he was Tiger and I was sleeping next to his bed. My eyes widened and I stepped back in fear. “Get use to this for a year. You are no more living in your home.” He chuckled whilst going out of the room. I frowned. Those words of him were enoug
Christiana's point of view I groaned as the sunbeams snapped on my face. I was accustomed to awakening to a cock-crow voice. But now things have changed. It was a new place with new vibes. No matter when I slept, I usually got up by 7 in the morning. That day, too, was nothing different. I sat on the bed next to the king-sized bed – which was Tiger. I let a sigh remembering the escapades which took place one day back. The remembrances of the day were still on my mind. “Oh! I married that trader.” I muttered to myself. How did God let it happen? Am I so bad that he did not listen to my prayers? Everything is destined, and so was it. Thinking about that, I kept my thoughts at pause. “Good morning, Madam.” Miss Daisy, as usual, came to me and greeted me with a smile. After Tiger’s parent’s death, he grew up under her. Others were in charge of the mansion too, like Daisy. But Miss Daisy stayed closest to Tiger’s heart. He regarded her with immense respect and gratitude. It was alway
Christiana's point of view Footsteps again with the same humming sound. I got to know my dear husband was back. What the hell will he do to me I did not know. But it did not bother me. He entered the room and his eyes fell on me. Thankfully it did not fall into the closet. For the time being, I did not want any chaos. Looking into his eyes I smiled a bit. I cannot hide my smile whenever my eyes met his. They got engrossed in them. “Oh, you are here on time. Look what I got for you. A delicious dinner my dear husband. Please get freshen up.” I said to him with a gentle smile on my face. I knew very well that he will not like that behavior of mine. So, I made sure when he was back, Miss Daisy was there in our room. Since Miss Daisy was there in our room, he did not have that opportunity to be ruthless to me. “Well, wow! My mouth is already watering. I cannot wait.” He pretended to be nice to his mom like Miss Daisy was present. Miss Daisy knew nothing about our contract marriage.
Christiana's point of view I rushed outside the room following for a while. I wanted to know what was he about to do next. But stopped thinking he will take me either way and misunderstand me yet again. Above all I did not want him to vent his anger on me, so, preferred going for the safe side. I stormed back into my room while blushing in the corridor. My cheeks were pink thinking about the intimate moment between the two of us. That was what had occupied my mind at that time. I open the closet and took out my diary. Yes, diary! I liked maintaining journals. My diary had records of sweet and sour experiences of my life. I extended my mind there. Well, it had been quite a few days since I had not written anything in it. My diary helped me grow personally and captured events that passed by instantly. I desiderated to pen down everything that day. I wanted my diary to have all the precious moments inked in that. That day I experienced things that I could not share with anybody. As I
Christiana’s point of view“Stop fidgeting,” Tiger said.“I am not fidgeting.”“We are already getting late; can you just buck up? I had said Miss Daisy to inform you about the dinner. Why aren’t you decked up?”“Sorry! What? What do you think of yourself?” I snapped back at him.Tiger was already dressed. So, like all other men, he did not have the patience to wait whilst their spouse is getting ready.Well, Tiger had organized a dinner for his colleagues and close friends. I was not at all aware of it beforehand. When he was back from his work, he informed me about that. No, wait! Not informed but had conveyed that through Miss Daisy.“Yes, you. And if you are done now? Can we please head toward the hall? The guests have already arrived.” He said to me.I did not like his attitude. His behavior was not to be appreciated at all.Tiger was one of the renowned persons in the country. So were his colleagues. I had never been in such a situation. I was not at all accustomed to that lavis