Chapter 2

“Do you want to divorce me?”

Damon pupils contracted after Ella asked him that question. He furrowed his brows again, that there seemed to be a knot forming on it after a long time because of frowning all day long.

Both of his hands raised, as he took off Ella hands from his face, but didn't let go of Ella hands.

Ella just let him be, but she still didn’t break away from Damon gaze, as if waiting for this man to answer her question.

Damon coughed, taking the initiative to break eye contact before stating his reply, “Don’t say things that you don’t mean Ella. And don’t forget you don’t have any job or money here.”

“How can you even live in the city smoothly when I did divorce you?”

Ella widened her eyes slightly after hearing Damon call her by her name, but she pursed her lips, taking both of her hands away from Damon hold with a yank and a desire to not be held, her hands were released in no time as Damon once again stepped back, distancing himself from her.

A small light glinted past her eyes after seeing Damon once again distanced himself, she bit her lower lip and also stepped back.

Well, to be specifically, stepping back, until she was able to sit down.

“It doesn’t matter whether I have money or not so,” she smiled, though obviously was visibly tired, but still said, “Since you don’t want to divorce me, let me rephrase my question for you….”

Ella licked her dry lower lip as Damon eyes noticeably darkened from afar, though was not noticed as it suddenly rained with thunder and the lights turned off.

“Do you want me to divorce you?”

When those words left her lips, the surrounding turned quieter, with only the ticking of the rain tear drops were heard and the occasional thunder that fell outside.

Damon did not answer Ella question for a long time, that Ella was starting to get impatient as she stood up.

“Silence means aggreging.”

“I know your default answer now then,” Ella did not wait for Damon to answer at all as she turned once again, ready to go upstairs and rest before packing up her things tomorrow, when she felt her arm being grasped by a strong hand just after her legs was raised and about to step onto the stairs.

Ella heart skipped a beat as she seemed to feel the world was spinning for a second, before her face hit a strong chest, with her pointy small nose taking in most of the damage.

She crunched her nose almost instinctively the moment she hit Damon buttons, as she raised her head and was planning to scold this man without any mercy for having her precious nose seemed to be broken, when she stopped, her eyes making an eye contact with those eyes that seemed to be on fire when looking at her, “Hey..” a hot breath sprayed on her face just after Damon leaned down, his left hand that circled her waist tightened, making her body more closer to his body, as his other hand caressed her cheek.

Ella face flushed but was more uneasy at the sudden turn of events, she tried to struggle, but to no avail, as Damon hold on her only tightened.

“Do you want to consummate our marriage?” hot breath once again sprayed onto her face that Ella closed her eyes as she listened speechlessly at Damon words. “We never consummated our marriage because I felt like its not the right time to do it—"

“Right time?! Are you crazy? I’m planning to divorce you and you want to consummate our marriage? You think this time was the right time?! Did Melanie arrival somewhat made your head messed up?” Ella was helpless, as she tried to shake off the sudden dangerous thoughts that Damon had.

But Damon seemed to be out of his mind when he leaned his head down on her shoulders, both of his hands now circling her waist.

Ella instantly inhaled the scent of alcohol when Damon leaned his face closer.

She breath a sigh of relief after confirming that Damon was just drunk, and acting on lust instinct brought by the alcohol, not because of her.

“Your drunk. Let go----!” her words were cut off as Damon once again stated, in a matter-of-fact tone, refusing her dismissal to his suggestion that didn’t seem like a suggestion but more like a forceful invitation.

“You questioned me earlier whether I want you to divorce me. My answer is no. I don’t want you to divorce me. So, let’s consummate our marriage now,” his words just fell as Ella stopped struggling from his arms, her hands hang beside her as her face temperature returned to normal.

The cellphone that drop to the ground lit up and showed the screen full of missed calls.

‘Melanie….?’

That woman got Damon personal number already after returning? Such treatment.

What could be important in the middle of the night that this woman just missed call her husband multiple times?

Ella narrowed her eyes as the corner of her mouth curled up. “Are you sure?”

Damon head on her shoulder nodded. “Okay. Let’s consummate your marriage.”

Damon didn’t wait for her words to be fully said as Damon took her to his arms and strides heavily at their room.

Ella just smiled, coldly, as her dark eyes fell on the phone that once again dialed in silent mode.

But that smile disappeared soon when she experienced for the first time, the saying ‘a man deprived of pleasure for a long time, will be on a full beast mode after being provoked’.

Though she really didn’t have the intention to provoke this man.

“Ugh… slow down, wild man..hmp--!” she embedded her nails to Damon back deeply as her legs tightened around his strong waist, closing her eyes as she felt that inch enough to make her vomit thrust hard and entered that spot again.

It’s destined to be a long night for her, and for this man determined to consummate his marriage.

Ella thought, biting Damon collarbone hard until a row of mouth teeth mark appeared, oozing a little bit of blood.

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Ella slowly opened her eyes before squinting after her iris had made an eye contact with the sunlight that slipped through the opened window. She turned her head, and saw Damon, with wet hair, buttoning his uniform, seeming to go to work.

But its Sunday…?

Ella eyes flickered as she saw the phone at the desk, her throat dry as she sat down, the quit covering her naked body slid down, revealing her crimson skin full of hickeys and marks.

Damon stopped buttoning his shirt as his eyes once again darkened. But now that it’s not raining anymore, Ella can finally see how his eyes darken at the sight of her, though, she only calmly looked back at the blatant heat that made its way to Damon once lifeless eyes.

“Where are you going?” she asked, her lips pursed slightly as she took the quilt that slid down, covering up her whole body, before she stood up wobblingly.

Her body ached so much, even more so her lower body that felt like it was shattered by something formidable.

She shouldn’t try a ten inch next time.

Damon continued to button his shirt after she covered up, responding, “Melanie needed help.”

“What?” Ella eyes widened in surprise, her mouth agape.

Damon paused, as he stared at her.

“On Sunday? And how come you’re the one that got called on? Doesn’t she have friends on her own?” questions were thrown after another as Ella brows raised in doubt but leaned more into suspicion.

Since they had consummated this five year marriage, she thought that she finally had a stance on this relationship, so her questions were thrown, unbridled.

Ella turned around, facing the front door of the bathroom, as Damon on her back heavily sighed, which Ella knitted her brows.

“What are you up to again?” Damon questioned back.

Ella eyelashes lowered, falling silent for a moment as her hand raised, turning the knob of the bathroom door, before stopping, “Don’t go there,” she plead, but her voice seemed to not want to cooperate with her, as her pleas just sounded indifferent, turning her words into an order that Damon who was in a rare, good mood in the morning clicked his tongue. “Melanie doesn’t have any friends here. She’s being excluded. I’m the only one that she can reach out for help.”

“Don’t make a fuss over this.”

Ella mockingly let out a silent sneer for herself, but then calmed down as she whispered lowly, but still enough for the man on her back to hear, “The decision is on your hands, whether you want to go and be with that woman or be with the wife you chose to settle with… it’s all up to you. But… think about your decision ---”

Rustle…

A rustle was heard on her back as a door was opened with a slight bang cutting her words off.

“I be back later,” Damon cold voice came from behind as a series of footsteps sounded before it disappeared.

Ella laughed, before falling silent and just showered up, cleaning herself vigorously until her body turned red, she came out of the shower and dressed simply in a white shirt paired with jeans. She turned her head and glance at the room, specifically her closet and the luggage she prepared to pack her things before she sighed and just leave it be and left, only taking her phone with her as she dialed a number after waving for a taxi.

[Let me borrow your private jet big brother..]

Steven, her big brother at the other end of the phone call was silent for a moment, before the turning of the pages visibly stopped.

[Did something happen again?]

A clicking pen was transmitted as Ella pursed her lips, she knows with the temper of her brother towards the man who indirectly ‘snatched’ his little sister away, her big brother was now annoyed.

She should defend her husband as usual, but she was already tired, but still having the guts to add fuel to the fire.

[Melanie came back. I’m about to be discarded, so before that happens. I do it to that despicable guy first.]

The call was just silent, until she finished, there was a cough at the other end, before Steven, clearly holding his laughter, responded to her outburst.

[…I will send your cousin to accompany you.]

Ella went silent, her cheeks flushed slightly as she glanced at the rearview mirror, making an eye contact with the old driver, who awkwardly turned his head back and just focuses on the road.

Ella lowered her head, her voice becoming low.

[The divorce papers--]

Her words were cut off, as a heavy bang, which she knows, obviously belonging to a full stack of papers, sounded and transmitted through the phone.

[Ian will handle it.]

Her big brother response came quick, as she sighed and murmured.

[Thank you big brother and thank brother Ian for me.]

The call was hung up, as her chest loosened up, raising her head as she looked up at the bright sky through the car window with lowered eyes, deep in thought, thinking what would be Damon reaction when he realize she was not there anymore, even if her things were still left there?

Ella knows that she shouldn't hope too much, but.. her left hand still moved, taking out her phone as she familiarly clicked into an icon.

A familiar bedroom appeared, but, along with two people that made her heart skip. One was her husband, being hugged by a short and skinny woman from behind.

She froze, her lips turning pale. Her grip on the phone tightened slightly as Damon who was being hugged from behind, faced the short woman and held her shoulders, as if making the act of hugging the short woman back.

He brought Melanie over to their house after she left, just like that…?

Ella laughed.

But her expression was blank. She took a deep breath and decisively left the footage interface, uninstalling it after, not continuing to watch the footage further.

There is no need to keep such things anymore. There is no hope left for the fairy love story she dreamed of with her first love and supposedly to be her last love.

The corner of Ella lip curled up after she thought so, feeling helpless at the hope that suddenly ignited inside her chest a while ago.

Why is she shamelessly hoping when she decides to stay away first and get those uncontrollable feelings out?

Now, she was hurting.

The taxi stopped as she paid for the fare and went out, striding big towards the airline that her family owned. Her cousin was already there, with the private jet starting, obviously just waiting for her before flying.

She stopped just a distance away from the private jet and stood in her position for a long time. Her mouth opened as her lips then pursed.

Damon didn’t even bat an eye as he chose Melanie without any hesitation? What is she hesitating for?

Ella laughed as she reached for her cousin's hand.

It’s time for her to live the life that she can’t do during those five years she bent her waist, endured hardship, and let things settle into place, just to be with the person who caught her heart but never really responded back.

“You want divorce?” she stared at the air, lips curling in pain as her eyes slightly wavered for a moment before she became determined. “I will give it to you then.”

‘Even if you didn't say you want to divorce, it's still the same when you didn't choose me when I let you decide, right?’ she thought, looking down at her phone lying on the side, that was ringing, showing Damon number.

She felt both of her tightly clasped hands being grasped, as she tilted her head and looked at her cousin's handsome face, looking at her with worry tinted on his brows.

She just smiled.

“Let's have lots of fun in the Philippines! You said our family has businesses there right? Let’s go there in person and supervise those managers with a hidden identity and then go to Korea, Japan and China and meet those idols and actresses. If big brother ever had the idea to open up an entertainment company, we can judge the characters and temperament of those people first then pooch them over before anyone else does! And then we can be little CEO’s of those companies together!” Ella clapped as she excitedly said, planning for what she needed to do during her rare vacation.

Lexter seemed surprised at her sudden excitement and speechless about the way she was going to spend her vacation with, but then he also smiled and nodded, showing support, “Hmm! Let’s have fun!”