Rebecca POV:- His fierce words startled me as I convulsed in dread and it was too hard to contain myself, the terror was bursting from my heart, I never thought it would be that difficult. “You have all the right.” I breathed out but his possessive grip around me is alarming me for a malicious life ahead of me. ‘He has no intention of letting me live my life in peace- not after what we did to him.’ My heart is racing like crazy only by thinking. “I know.” We turned to the crowd, I moved my head in Marianne's direction who was crying in a corner. My eyes widened in horror when I saw Jayden there too looking at me with a sad smile. ‘Please, not you. Anyone but not you.’ I thought. My lips began to quiver as I bit my cheek to refrain myself from crying. I told you not to come. To keep my tranquil was too hard for me, when he is there and I am here. We are a few steps away but it seems like we are miles away and cannot reach each other even if we hold our hand out. “No…” My heart
After a tiresome journey, we reached his home. My heart began to beat so fast as if it could leap out of my rib cage. ‘Am I going to be all alone?’ My breath became heavy from this unwanted thought. It seems like it's his house, looks like his parents live somewhere else. I am going to be all alone. 'No one is like you.' My mind scoffed. I stood beside him. The helpers of the house greeted us as I passed them a feeble smile. He gripped my arms as I let out a whimper. "Move her stuff to the room in front of mine." He ordered which shocked everyone but I am so pleased about it. At least I don't have to share a room with him. But, I will be all alone then. "What are you looking at? Go!" he said angrily. They all bowed a little and walked away. His grip on my arm was harsh as I said, "Leave me." He ignored me as we stood there in the empty hall. I scoffed and turned my head away. After a few moments, a maid came and said 'it's all done.' “Let me go…” His grip tightened which ca
Ryan POV:- "Please.. I beg you... Don't be an animal." Her words brought me to reality as I realized how much of a corrupt act I have committed. “Please, stop. Please.” I stood there motionless, feeling degraded by my sin. My heartbeat became feeble, my senses were turned in a blur. ‘What the hell have I done?’ A heavy breath escaped my lips as I was so ashamed that I couldn't even look her dead in the eyes. “I.. Re.. I..” ‘I couldn't meet the gaze of the person I hate, the person who betrayed me.’ The sound of her cries rang in my ears as the image of how she wiped her lips in disgust flashed in my mind. “Don’t do this…” Not being able to bear this affliction anymore, I took a step back and turned and left her alone. “What the hell was it?” I walked out of the room and stormed into my studies. I slammed the door behind me and grit my teeth in irk. “How can I do something like this? Dad never taught me this, he always taught me how to respect women. What.. Took
After leaving home, I went to see Dad and Mom. I entered and it seemed like they were waiting for me. I entered with a feeling of being hollow filling me up. "Oh my, Son. Are you okay? Why did you agree to marry?! She destroyed your life, divorce her this instant!" Mom exclaimed, aggravated. I put my hand over her shoulder and passed her a reassuring smile, "It's okay, Mother." my words shocked her too much as she began to say, "Wha- No! Son, you cannot live your life with a witch like her! Oh my God, did she entangle you in her trap?!" Mother exaggerated. I sighed and began to say, "Look, Mother, I cannot reject her in front of thousands of guests. It will bring shame upon both mine and her name and as for divorce.. I can't do it.. At least not now." "What do you mean by not now?" She said, tensed. "If I divorce her right now a stain will appear in her name and mine name. We all know how high society people will talk about her, a lot of rumors will be spread about her.” I mad
Rebecca POV:-“Asshole.” Ryan left for the bathroom. I scoffed and turned my head away feeling utterly contaminated and depraved.“What is he trying to prove by his actions, huh?” I muttered, I hate how he tries to be intimate and act as if I am the one at fault. “He truly loves tormenting, even if he has to fall low in his own eyes but he doesn't care, all he cares about is whether I am suffering or not.” I spoke to myself, fuming with rage.He is just pushing me deeper in those bottomless pits of turmoil, taking my life out of me in a cruel way. I closed my eyes and leaned on the wall. I hate his touch, it made me realize how much of a corrupt soul I am.His touch made me aware of my place in his life. His touch made me realize how hated I am. What have I done? What I forced him to become…‘He has all those rights to be angry and desire vengeance but this is not acceptable.’ I stare aimlessly at the ground, heart constricted in agony.His touch made me feel repugnant, he delib
The next day, surprisingly, I woke up without any nightmares. It happens rarely when I am actually bestowed with a sound sleep. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I turned my head and saw no one beside me. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I yawned. “Thank God.”I smiled and turned my head only to see Ryan sleeping on the couch. “The hell?”By forcing me to sleep with him, he is sleeping on the couch?! What is he? Not that I am complaining but if he was going to do that, he could have done it by using his tongue and speaking but no he decided to be intimate and force me. “Damned Devil.”I sighed and went to the bathroom. I took a warm shower and changed into a casual shirt and trouser. I walked out and saw Ryan shivering. I picked the blanket thrown on the ground and wrapped it around him and walked out. Since I had nothing to do, I went to the Kitchen as Jen greeted me."Good Morning Ma'am." "Oh, Morning." I said leaning on the counter."What brings you here, Ma'am? If yo
Ryan POV:-Her demeanor never fails to push me past my limits and break my last bit of patience. I know I also provoked her to be like this but sometimes I even feel like she needs a leash. ‘She is the one who betrayed me, the one who entered my life without my consent and acts cold and mighty.’ Our drive to our destination was quiet, none of us spoke a word. I solely focused on the road as she looked out of the window. I spared a glance at her, her eyes gleamed, with thick clouds which held an incapability of being explored. Only she knows what roams in her mind. She is such a fake woman, hiding herself behind those unbreakable walls of coldness. ‘It's not that I am interested in breaking those walls. For all I care, she can go to hell with them.’“We are here.” We reached and got out. The dinner was hosted by my best friend and business partner; Peter Smith. He knows how much I loved Marianne. Only he knows that I was getting married to Marianne, to the rest of the wor
‘What am I doing?’ I remained silent and cursed myself for not saying anything. A silence fell upon the table and the cozy environment- which was never formed, was turned into tension. “Rebecca.. I ..” My grip on my fork and knife tightened. "...Say something, Ryan." Said Jared. "Uh…" I trailed off. Rebecca sighed and put her hand over my shoulder and passed me a reassuring smile which sent daggers to me. "It's okay, I shouldn't have asked. There's no need to prove. " She again handled the situation. “And beside that fact we are married should be enough for you guys to not ask this question.” And her forbearance broke. Shit. “Did you guys marry out of fun to ask about ours?” Rebecca snickered, folding her arm. A silence fell upon the room, she left them speechless. “See. So don’t ask this question again.” She said assertively. “Don’t interfere nor try to question our bond because I can do the same with yours and it won’t end well.” She muttered, rolling her eyes off.