4. My Wife

Frozen, Eizlina watched that man on the other end of her wedding aisle, which was now burning in those cruel flames. People around them were screaming, shouting and even crying for their lives, as they all were held at gunpoint by his men.

Removing her wedding veil, she clutched her wedding gown when he witnessed his predatory steps walking on her burning aisle. It could have terrified any sane person to cross that path, which was blazing so brutally. That fire could burn him at any moment, but Eizlina found not even a single ray of fear in his eyes which were fixed at her.

He was not looking fearless, but was rather feeling like a destructive man, who had nothing to lose anymore, not even his own life.

Her grip tightened around her gown when he stepped on the wedding altar. His silver eyes remained glued at her.

Her eyes watered more, seeing his steps getting closer to her. But suddenly Anton came in between them.

“Why are you here?” Anton seethed out at him. His perilous gaze snapped in Anton's direction, which broke a diabolic smirk on his face.

“To marry my bride,” his words shivered Eizlina in dread.

What did he mean by his bride? She had never even met him before.

Anton clenched his jaw at his words.

“Drop your fucking madness. It's been years,” Anton spat at him. He lifted his hand, and tried to push him away from Eizlina, “Leave from….” The moment Anton's palms touched him, he brutally punched Anton on his face, throwing him on the ground from the altar.

Eizlina cupped her mouth to muffle her scream of horror, especially when she saw Anton's mouth and head bleeding badly. The fall was extremely brutal and harsh.

“ANTON….” Airkin shouted, seeing his son's state, but when Eizlina looked at him, she found Airkin in the clutches of four men, who were pointing their guns at his head. And not only this, her own parents and other guests were also held at gunpoint by the waiters.

What was happening here?

“Leave everyone. They have done nothing to you,” Airkin roared while struggling in his men's hold. His words turned his grin more treacherous, whose eyes were still fixed at that girl before him, who was dressed up in that beguiling wedding gown and was looking ethereal.

His steps proceeded closer to her. Eizlina looked at him again, and her eyes filled with pure dread. He was a psycho. He was not a normal person. No sane person behaved like this.

Eizlina immediately attempted to get away from him, but this time he clutched her wrist. She gasped in horror.

His devious gaze remained transfixed at her.

“Start reading the wedding vows,” his words numbed her soul.

“But now the groom's name will be Theron Raphael Elzaek,” 

Her heartbeat inflated, hearing that name from his mouth. Theron Raphael Elzaek. It was his name, and he wanted to marry her?

“No….” Eizlina shouted at him. She aggressively tried to pull back her wrist, but his grip tightened around her.

“Leave my daughter,” her father screamed at him. Eizlina looked at her father, and seeing them caged, her eyes glossed up more.

“Leave my parents. Leave everyone. What is wrong with you?” Eizlina finally dared to ask him that thing. Tears flew down from her eyes.

He just stared at her.

“I will leave everyone, but only after the moment, you will become my wife, Eizlina Witner,” his words scared the life out of her.

“No,” she forcefully protested in his hold. 

“I will never marry you. I will….” He shut her up by roughly yanking her closer. His arm snaked around her waist, shivering her soul.

Eizlina looked at him, horrified.

“It's either you will leave this place alive with me by becoming my wife, or else…..” he gently gripped her chin. His eyes took a brief yet thorough look of her entire face, which had a natural blush, along with some little freckles and marks.

“Your dead body will get out of this place, along with that every person who is present here, my dove,” he sniggered, devilishly.

Eizlina teared up more. 

“Why are you doing all of this? What do you want?” Her voice reached the edge of breaking, but her question turned his grin more iniquitous. Tilting his head, his piercing grey eyes looked into the outrageous gaze of Airkin Kloez, which was glowering at him.

His grip around her waist rigidified, making her hiss.

Instead of answering her, he snapped his head at the priest. Taking out his gun, he aimed it straight at the priest.

“Start reciting our wedding vows,” he gritted out through his clenched jaw. Horrified, the priest immediately started reading the vows.

Completely defeated, Eizlina looked at her surroundings, where all of her closed ones were looking terrified. Tears were shimmering in their eyes. 

For once, she could let this cruel monster kill her, but how could she let him take the life of so many innocent people, even those two people who had given her this life?

“Do you, Mr. Theron Raphael Elzaek take Ms. Eizlina Witner as your lawfully wedded wife, and promise to hold onto her forever?” The priest's words made Eizlina turn her eyes in his direction.

Her watery eyes peered at him with nothing but pure hatred, rage and pain.

“I do,” he uttered, gazing right into her glossy eyes. Eizlina balled her fists.

“Do you, Ms. Eizlina Witner take Mr. Theron Raphael Elzaek as your lawfully wedded husband and promises to hold onto him forever?” 

Glaring into his malicious grey eyes, she finally opened her mouth to answer.

“I…I do….” her answer brought a smirk of satisfaction on his face.

“I pronounce you both a legally wedded husband and wife. Now, you may kiss the bride,” 

Her heart shattered. Kiss? Her very first kiss, which she had always thought about sharing with the person, whom she was going to love the most in her life, but it was not acceptable to her fate.

It had never been acceptable to her destiny. Only if she knew.

Peering right into her shimmering eyes, Theron gripped her wedding veil. Her palms clenched when he thrusted his face closer to her, but right before pressing his mouth against hers, Eizlina witnessed him covering both of their heads with her veil.

It startled her. What kind of a psycho man was he?

“This veil will ruin you, Eizlina Theron Elzaek,” his words caused her soul to quiver, while that malice in his eyes numbed her heart. And with that promise, he pressed his lips against hers.

Eizlina closed her glossy eyes, feeling the warmth of his mouth engulfing her. They both tasted her tears.

And that was here, she lost her very first kiss to this cruel man, unaware that very soon, she was going to lose herself to him and his brutality irredeemably.

The moment she felt his mouth against hers, Eizlina felt her body losing its strength to even hold its own balance. Her head started throbbing. Her legs and arms started trembling. The situation around her had messed up her emotions so much that her physical strength started shutting down her consciousness, unable to take that emotional turmoil anymore.

Seeing her losing her senses in his arms, he pulled back and firmly held her in his embrace. He grinned, seeing her unconscious self.

Just like he had witnessed last night, she was too amiable and tender for her own better.

A kind of delicacy, he would love to destroy, wreck and ruin.

Hoisting her up in his arms, he looked forward, where his eyes straight fell over Airkin's glowering ones.

This was what he had always longed to see. That anger of helplessness and vulnerability in Airkin Kloez's eyes, and he finally succeeded in doing it.

Smirking, he stepped down from the altar while holding her in his arms. His feet paused right in front of that man, whom he loathed with every might in his body.

“So, won't you give your blessings to us, Airkin?” He uttered, making Airkin clench his jaw.

“You made me realise that I didn't make any mistake that day,” Airkin's words faded his smirk completely because they both knew he was talking about that day, which had demolished his existence with no mercy.

Theron's demeanour darkened. His fists were about to curl, but the moment he realised she was in his arms, he stopped. His eyes fell on her serene face, and this immediately started fading his anger.

That devious grin crept back on his face. There had been really something about this girl in his arms, and now he would surely find out what.

His precious dove.

“You didn't, Airkin. That day had never been a mistake because….” He took his eyes back at Airkin.

“Mistakes are redeemable, but what you did…. has no redemption,” he uttered, sniggering. Airkin gritted his teeth.

“But for now, I am taking your daughter-in-law with me, because that's what a good husband should do, shouldn't he?” He chuckled, filling Airkin with more anger, because both the men knew in what context he was saying those things to him.

“Not all men are bastards to leave a woman behind after using her, and I have not become that kind of man, so…..” he darted his eyes back at Eizlina’s closed eyes.

“I am taking my woman and my wife with me,” saying that he walked out of that place while holding her in his arms, in front of her each and every closed ones, who could do nothing to save her from that barbaric man.

“Boss, should we kill all of them?” Theron, who was sitting on the backseat of his car, heard one of his men asking him. Smirking, he turned his head and looked at his precious wife, who was laying beside him, still unconscious. Her head was placed on his lap.

“Let them breathe. I need their life to make my wife obedient,” he spoke out, gazing down at her.

“Besides, I have promised my wife their lives, and I shouldn't be breaking it,” he simpered.

His man nodded, and then his car drove away from there.

Slowly opening her eyes, Eizlina regained her senses. She found herself laying on the bed of a completely unknown place. A beautiful chandelier was glowing above her head. The lights were looking dimmed, making it difficult for her to see her surroundings, but wait a minute.

Where was she?

She hurriedly got up and sat on the bed. She was about to step down from the bed, but her entire body froze, seeing that man sitting on a sofa, who was holding a glass of liquor in one hand and on the other, he was holding a sharp knife.

Her blood ran cold in horror, and her reaction caused a devilishness to cover his face.

“A beautiful evening,” his tone was laced with a wicked teasing.

She saw him bringing that knife closer to his mouth. Eizlina saw him grazing the tip of his finger against the knife’s edge, and suddenly it pierced his skin, causing it to bleed.

Her grip tightened around the edge of that bed while tears shimmered in her eyes again, seeing his blood dropping on that table in front of him. She was him grinning at his own pain.

What was he? Was he even a human?

His eyes met with hers again.

“This knife is perfect to celebrate our first wedding night, Mrs. Elzaek,” A tear shedded from her eyes at his vicious words. 

What worst this inhuman man was going to do with her tonight, all alone in this room?