MasukKrystalina ~I concealed the ugliest shade of purple and pink bruise, covering the particular spot of my neck, above my collarbone where my pink mole lay.It is the biggest and darkest hickey he has given me. No matter how much I try to conceal it, it just won’t hide. And he had the audacity to demand that I show his proof of stupid possessiveness to the whole world.He has to understand that I don’t belong to him. How can I, when we are going to get divorced the day the baby comes into this world?And I am my own woman. No one owns me.I sighed and put the concealer down, then stood up to get dressed. I wonder what Ethan must be doing? When I told him that I would be going with him, that bastard smiled and asked to hug me. But of course I said no. We have to maintain distance, until his feelings for me die down.I wore the dress, new unreleased couture by Dior, a beautiful blush pink gown with intricate floral embellishment in ombre color. It was strapless and had a big bow sewn at t
Krystalina ~“With the amount of food you intake every day… you will be a balloon in no time… not that you are any fit now. I would give you my fitness trainer’s contact, you need to work out...”I bit my inner cheek, tears stinging my eyes. But I dared myself not to let them out, my throat tightened and I swallowed, once, twice, trying to push down the burn.I pushed the pasta bowl away, suddenly it felt like shameful proof about me. I decided to stick with the vegetable soup only.She is right. I can’t eat much, or I will become fat, and that means not looking pretty enough up to the standards of the Ashton family.The soup tasted like nothing. Bland. I took small bites of vegetables while slurping the liquid, my throat aching with humiliation. My appetite lost.I saw a familiar hand serving pasta on my plate and pushing it towards me. I glared at him. What is he trying to do? Didn’t he listen to his mother? I can’t get fat.“Body shaming isn’t allowed in my home. Please, everyone,
Krystalina ~He is silent.Not the cold silent but the 'silent'... silent. The kind of silent that makes me want to ask him if I did something wrong.Does he not believe me? Does he think that I also kissed Ethan? I don't know what has happened to him that he is so distant. I want my cold, grumpy husband back.Or maybe he regrets kissing and touching me. The thought made my heart clench with pain that I have never felt before.I don't know what is happening to me either. I have never felt this for anyone before. Not even Morgan. Morgan, he was just there, but Mr Ashton, he is consuming me.I get jealous when I see him with other women even though he does not even spare them a second glance. When he touches me, or even breathes in my direction, every pore of my body becomes alive.I never felt this way for anyone. I and Morgan barely had sex in those two years of relationship. He was always tired and, to be honest, I was glad that he used to be tired or whatever, because I never felt t
Ethan ~I watched as the soft tendrils fell in front of her eyes, and how swiftly she brushed them back. She looked so tender and delicate. The color of her skin matched with the baby pink top she was wearing. I don't know how my brother got this perfect woman. But I guess that fucker is lucky he always gets what he wants. But not this time. This time I will turn the table. Yes, the main reason behind being friendly with Krystalina was to hurt my brother through her. But with each passing day, the line for revenge blurred and something more fierce grew inside my chest. I have to have her. She has to be mine, my feelings for her are growing like fire in the wilderness. She should belong to me but that bastard of my brother got her first. But I know the truth of their marriage. It was not hard to find their so-called "contract marriage and surrogacy."Their marriage is fake. There is no love in between them, the one they pretend to have in front of our stupid family. She is here f
Krystalina ~“Mrs Ashton, don’t you dare to walk away from me.”He grabbed my arm in a tight grip, spinning me around to face him. I raised my hand and landed it across his cheek, hard and sharp.“Don’t you fucking dare to tell me what to do... you cheater.” I jabbed my finger against his chest before pushing him away.I didn’t realise that tears were slipping from my eyes. I was done with him and his mind games. I can’t do this anymore.I sat in the farthest corner of the limo, and he sat in the driver’s seat. Bumps after bumps came, but he didn’t slow down.So, now he is angry and driving. And I am scared, because I slapped him in front of the world. God, how can I be so stupid? Even after knowing what his reputation matters to him.Dread filled inside me. He is angry, I can feel it in my bones. But I don’t care, I am angry... to the point where I never want to see him again.The car stopped in front of the mansion. I opened the door hurriedly and got out, striding towards the mansi
Krystalina ~“Svetlana.”Her name rolled off his tongue, sweet and curt. He never took my name like that. Hell, he never called me by my name.He made a rule that we can't call each other by our first names. I watched him wrap his arms around her, leaving my waist.I gulped. Something burned inside me. I don't know why, but I didn't like the way she touched him and got the pleasure of being in his arms.She is beautiful, far older than me but still elegant and beautiful. She looked at me while still hugging my husband.Lover.So, they are lovers. That means they are having a sexual relationship. Maybe that's why he comes home late, because he has sex with another woman but cannot even touch me.He has forbidden me from thinking about another man, not that I want to think about other men, but it hurts badly to even think of this woman seeing him every day. She gets to touch him and I don't."You got her the famous Dior dress, Beckett... didn't know this side of yours existed. You are s
Krystalina ~“Give this bucket and mop to me,” I said while sliding the black gloves over my hands. Donning in my yellow dungaree and floral sweater, I was all set to start the first day of my job in this house.As soon as my husband will come out of his room, in exactly two minutes, downstairs, to
Krystalina~Has he fallen in love with me?I shake my head in denial. No… no… no, just because he has been behaving gently with me doesn’t mean he loves me.He is just trying to be human because I am sick.It’s been four days since I caught a bad fever because of my stupidity. Though the fever has
Krystalina~My hands trembled as I touched my cheek, warm tears falling from my eyes—big, fat tears dropping onto the floor. My breath stuttered.My parents never raised their hands on me, and this woman, whom I don’t even know, has slapped me in front of everyone.Humiliation burned inside me. I s
Krystalina~My eyes welled with tears, and my knees felt weak. I gripped his arm, blinking back the tears from falling. The wounds that I thought I had stitched well were now cracked open.Bleeding.I was bleeding from inside, my heart aching, and the embarrassment that his betrayal caused me lit i







