Chapter 6 - She belongs to me

~~ The unplanned things are better than the planned things ~~ 

"Go and take some rest. We will leave after a few hours." 

Grandpa Night announced looking at everyone. The wedding was a good affair. The reception will be held in Country A after a week. They had to leave for Country A in a few hours due to some urgent work that Grandpa Night wasn't telling them about. 

Xavier rolled his eyes at Grandpa Night and stood up from his seat. He was angry at himself for acting like this. How could he be just mesmerized by her beauty? He met many more beautiful women who tried to lure him or seduce him. Then why is he attracted to her? 

'Because you didn't see such innocent and natural beauty before.' 

His sub-consciousness mocked him. 

"Xavier, take Valentina with you." 

Mrs. Night said lovingly as she helped Valentina to stand up from the seat. 

Xavier nodded and gave her space to walk ahead as he didn't know where to go. 

"Xavier, what are you doing? She is your bride and also she is tired. Help her!!" 

Xavier glared at the old man who was having fun at his expense. He threw a mocking smirk at him and swept Valentina off her feet. 

Valentina's mouth hung open as she looked at the shameless man who without any care of their surroundings took her in bridal style. 

Mr. Night smiled discreetly as he looked at the newly made pair. His eyes filled with tears. They looked exactly the way he and his beloved wife used to look. 

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° Valentina's POV ° 

"Where's the room?" 

I shivered in his arms when I heard his husky deep voice. 

"Straight then left, first room!!" 

I said in a whisper tone. I don't know why I was getting affected by his deep voice. 

Wait!!! Did I just tell him the way to my room!!! Fuck!!!! What the hell did I do!!!! 

He started taking long strides towards my room. I didn't know why he felt so warm and why I felt so comfortable around him. Is it possible to feel like this at the first meeting!! 

Bad!! Very bad, Valentina. You love your chubby boy not anyone else. Don't think like this. He is one of your silly crushes. 

"Ouch!!!" 

I was pulled out of my trance when I was thrown mercilessly on the bed. Even though my bed is soft, but, man!! It still hurts!!!!! 

"Why did you throw me away!!" 

I glared at the man who seemed unfazed by my glare. I stood up but this stupid gown made me trip on my way which resulted me in being in his arms. 

His long, veiny arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me up and looked at me with some unknown emotions swirling in his eyes. 

His hand wrapped tightly around me as he made me steady on my feet. I looked down embarrassingly. 

"Watch your steps, kid!!" 

My eyes shot open when I heard what he said. Kid!!! I'm not a kid. I'm 20 years old. 

"I'm not a kid!!" 

I couldn't understand why my words were coming out in whispers. 

I felt a finger tipping up my chin. My eyes met with the icy cold blue eyes. No emotions were there now except a little bit of mocking. 

"I'm 29 years old. 9 years older than you. You are still in college whereas I finished mine 7 years back. Now tell me, aren't you a kid in front of me?" 

I was baffled. I hated to accept that he was right. But he didn't look his age. He looked like a 25 years old man. 

"But still I'm not a kid." 

I mumbled looking at his eyes. 

I was jerked off and was pinned to the wall harshly. My back ached a little bit as it came in contact with the wall. 

"Then what are you?" 

He asked me while caressing my cheeks. Damn!! Why do I feel so helpless in front of him? 

"I...I...I'm your wife." 

A throaty chuckle left his mouth as he leaned down his face near my ear. His hot breath fell on my skin making it even more reder. 

"That's right. You are my wife. My little wife." 

Blush coated my cheeks as he said those words to me. His voice held possessiveness which I unknowingly liked. 

His eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips. I unconsciously licked my lower lips. I noticed him releasing a deep breath and then cursed under his breath, 

"Fuck!!!" 

His lips descended upon my lips the very next second he cursed. He pinned my hands beside my head on the wall and intertwined his hands with mine. His lips slowly moved against mine, taking his sweet time to ravish them. 

His tongue swapped across my lower lips. 

I closed my eyes tightly as I remembered that I licked it a few seconds ago. 

I felt a tug on my lower lips that made me open my eyes. My eyes widened as I got the cue what he wanted to do. 

I started squirming in his hold. I finally got my consciousness back as to what we are doing. How could I kiss this unknown man? That too twice in a span of two hours. 

He held my hands in a tighter grip and gave a last tug to my lower lips. He slowly parted away and stared at me while breathing heavily. His eyes held some kind of anger and rage. 

"You resisted this time. Don't resist next time or else I don't know what I'll do to you." 

His voice sounded even more deeper and huskier. I nodded at him while casting my eyes down. He placed a peck on my lips and then my forehead. He hugged me tightly while his chin rested on top of my head. 

"You will make me lose my sanity, my little wife." 

I couldn't help but smile as I heard his words. My smile faltered when I thought about my chubby boy. Am I cheating on him? I promised to keep myself for him. But the man hugging me right now is my husband. I can't cheat on him with another man. Am I doing something wrong by letting him kiss me? 

° Xavier's POV ° 

Fuck!!! How could I kiss this girl twice in a span of a few hours? 

Why do I lose my self control in front of her Every Time? Why are full red lips so alluring and appealing? Why do I want to kiss her all the time? 

Why do I feel an urge of possessiveness in me whenever I see her?

No it can't be love. I loved only one person and will always love her. She is my wife so she belongs to me. I can kiss her because she is my wife. I can hug her because she is mine. She tied a knot with me. She took a vow to be with me. I won't let her go even if my love comes back one day. 

She will be my precious possession which I'll protect from everyone. I'll keep her locked in our room so that no other guy can look at her. Her green eyes will only see me. Her pretty petals will be tasted by me only. Only I will take her in my arms and hug her close to my heart. Not because I love her. But because she is my wife and she is MINE. SHE WAS FORCED ON ME BUT NOW SHE BELONGS TO ME.