Toxic Marriage

In the busy streets of the city, I reached my workplace late, not because I wanted to but because I missed my bus. I tiptoed and entered the grocery shop silently but I was caught by Edward; the manager who was giving me a death glare. I gulped and passed him a smile, "Good Morning," I greeted. He scoffed and left and I let out a sigh and went to my counter. Since we don't have enough money to pay for my education because all the money is spent on the medical expenses of my brother. I have just completed my graduation and now I am doing an accountant's job. Let me introduce myself, I am Sophie Skye. I turned 21 just a few weeks ago. I have long brown hair accompanied by my hazel eyes. My mother, Amelia Skye, gives home tuition to elementary kids. My brother Eugene Skye has been in a coma for the past 3 years, he is my twin brother. The money I earn is spent on my brother's treatment and the money my mother earns is spent on home expenses. It's not like we are in a state of cri

"We would like you to have dinner with Sir Christian." One of them said, My smile faded and I remained stoic. No, no, no. My heart began to beat faster and I shook my head no. They raised their eyebrows and I asked, "Why?". "To see If we can proceed with things further or not." I swallowed hard and nodded. I was about to leave to tell mother about it and to get ready but they said, "Please wear this for dinner." They motioned to a beautiful black lacy frock which seems very expensive and I can only imagine to wear these dresses not to actually wear one. "I can't wear it," I said. "You have to." They insisted and after arguing for a few moments, I sighed in defeat and turned to see my mother looking at me. I took the dress and went to my room. Surprisingly, The fitting was perfect for my curves and I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked so graceful. Such alluring looks, I can't explain. I took a deep breath and walked out. I let my brown hair fall on my back and applied a li

He asked decently. ‘Where was this manner when we were alone?’ Still being bewildered by his sudden appearance, I remained stoic and my mother said, "Ask Sophie."When Mother said that, I looked at him. He looked at me with his void gaze. Since I was too shocked to say anything I stood still and being irritated by my lack of response, he asked,"Can I have a glass of water?" Mother nodded and left. After mother left he shook me, dragging me out from my thoughts."What are you thinking? Come, We need to talk." He said- no he ordered. My lips formed a thin line as I looked away. Mother came with a glass of water and I said. "I'll go and change." I went to my room and realized I am still in my messy form. I quickly changed in my casual red checked shirt and black jeans. I combed my hair and walked out. I didn't dare to meet his dire gaze as I left with him.We left and being a gentleman- from outside, he opened the door for me. He was driving and the crushing silence took over once agai

We came home and saw Christian walking out of our house. My heart skipped a beat when my hazel eyes met his onyx one. I wish we could come back later. I remain still because I lose my posture whenever he is near.He walked closer and said,"Mrs Skye, Sophie, sit in the car, I need to show you and Mrs Skye your new home." I looked at Mother and then him and gave him a nod. We left with him.We stopped in front of another mansion. Mine and mother's mouth gaped as we quickly closed it afterwards.I looked at him and I and Mother said at the same time, "You don't have to."He looked at us with a perfectly raised eyebrow, "It was part of the deal." He said and got out of the car and so did we."I know, but it didn't say for a mansion." I tried to reason."She's right, You don't have to." Mother also said. He looked at us confused but soon gained his stance and walked towards me and my heart began to race as I took a step back.But thankfully, without sparing a glance at me, he took a ho

He moved closer and held my chin. Indulging each moment, he lifted my chin and snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me close.I let out a gasp as I looked at his eyes; clouded by crepuscular feelings. Time passes slowly as if it has stopped. He moved closer and our lips brushed against each other. My dried lips made contact with his delicate lips as he kissed me. My first kiss to a guy who is almost a decade older than me. My first kiss to a person who doesn't love me...The kiss started with delicacy but held no emotions. He moved his experienced lips tenderly and dazzlingly. But when he kissed me and I stood still; frozen as a tear threatened to fall but I didn’t let it. His hand cupped my cheek to deepen the kiss- or I thought so. He wiped the tear that was present on the corner of my eye and pulled away. ‘What the- Does it even matter when I have sold myself?’For a second I thought it was love but I know it better than anyone else that love is impossible in this toxic