Semua Bab HIS SECRET WIFE: Bab 61 - Bab 70

My eyes fluttered open and for a second I just lay there, blinking. Something had woken me up yet as I lay there nothing was heard. A shiver ran down my body but I pulled the cover with my arm and closed my eyes. A door opened and my eyes shot wide open. Someone was in my room. Who was it, what did they want? I did not dare ask who it was, just waiting for the inevitable to happen so I could scream my lungs out. Feet suddenly moved across the room then way closer to the bed only to stop. I squeezed my eyes as if that would make the person go away. More feet patting, moving around the bed then a swipe of cool air as the blankets were pulled back. Wait, what?! The scream was bubbling in my chest. T

“How about this time?” Storm stepped away and I stared at the large mirror. My frown couldn’t get deeper. I thought by refusing to hire a makeup artist then finally failing to do my makeup would persuade Storm from taking me with him. Tell me why he sat down and watched tutorials for an hour before attempting my eyebrows. “No.” I gasped, dropping my shoulders and frowning even deeper. “ It’s horrible.” “Brandy!” He glared at me and I wanted so bad to be so pissed at him but I couldn’t. The Storm I had been getting every single day for the past eight months I would die for. My husband was my best friend. He was my everything.“I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go!&rdquo

Sometimes it just bothered me, how much I wanted to hold him, how much I enjoyed being pasted to my husband. Yes, the night had it’s downs but now that we were a million miles away from the disaster I couldn’t help but smile. Amar opened the door and Storm slid out. I followed after him to stop because he had turned and was now blocking the door. Storm bent down, his hands going to my feet where he unbuckled my heels and slipped them out of my aching feet. It was moments like these where I knew no matter what, I’d fight tooth and nail for us. He wrapped one arm around me, the other still holding my heels and he hefted me towards him. I yelped and giggled, my arms wrapping around his neck. “Storm.” I whispered into him, and blushed even harder as he scooped me up with just one arm. My legs wrapped around his waist and locked at his back. What was he doing? My whole body buzzed with emotions and feelings I could not explain. He would never know what it did to me when he pulled

This is book two, titled : His tainted wife. This is Ruth’s storyBook tropes: New found family, forced marriage, love after marriageRuth’s P.O.V. “We are gathered here to witness the union between….” My mind went to the moment my mother budged into my room with guards, instructing them to carry me to the bathroom where they stripped me down and threw me in the tub. She woke up today and decided to wedge nothing but violence on me instead of telling me they were marrying me away to a person I did not know, to a family I never heard of before. Not even Storm, my brother, was saving me this time. I thought I had met rock bottom but I guess not.My jaw shook even as I tried to tighten it, it seemed seconds away from shattering. It was a sharp pain that told me my father was still holding my shoulders, making sure I did not run. I stared at the door and saw the guard standing there, knowing there was no running. The officiate cleared his throat, pulling my attention to him only for

I jumped on the passenger seat so fast, quickly pulling my seatbelt before shutting the door. Hendrix closed his door and start the car. He did not get the urgency I was in, turning his head to me only for me to nod for him to get a move on it. For all we knew they were taking my baby away at that very moment. The thought squeezed my heart so hard I had to clench my chest because it felt like a heart attack was very near. The car tires screeched before the car moved, turning. In my head I was saying nothing but prayers. The way seemed to stretch long, my eyes on Hendrix, wanting to scream at him to go faster but too defeated for words. I kept looking out to see if we were going to catch up to my family but they were far gone. A part of my brain was telling me to accept, that Blue was already gone and as much as I tried to fight it, the doubt kept getting louder and louder. I thought of a life without him and there was nothing. At this point why would I continue living? It was too m