All Chapters of SINFULLY HIS : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ElenaI made sure to look as prim as possible. The Don was calling me in to his study and I didn't know what to expect.I took a deep breath in and one out to stop my hands from trembling. But I stared back at them and they were still trembling.It was barely 24 hours since he slapped me for running away. He would have probably done worse if Rafael hadn't stopped him.I sighed to myself. Whether I liked it or not, I wanted to behave myself to keep it from happening again or at least less frequent than it was.Opening my door, I bumped into a hard surface. I stepped back, realizing someone was standing infront of my door.Rafael turned to look at me, all pretty and dressed up."Let's go", he said, with a knowing nod. I guess he had also been informed of the meeting with the Don.As I entered the study for the first time, I was left in awe of it's beauty. It was quite large for a one man office and looked like a library set in the 80s. I spotted the Don at the center of the room, sitti

RafaelShe sat up from the bed and put on the light in the dimly lit room.I sat on the same side of the bed, ready to listen to her.I didn’t think I wanted to listen to her, but I had to.I was scared of what the truth might cause. She was already breaking down all my walls, and in an attempt to help her and save her from herself, I didn’t know what or why I was thinking about her.“The Don wanted to have me,” she started, “not in the best of ways, and not like a husband should properly have his wife.” Her head was downcast as she spoke.I looked intently at her, trying to decipher what she meant.“He wanted to make me pleasure him and didn’t care whether I wanted it or not. And he would hit me multiple times when I didn’t.”My eyes widened at her insinuation.“He tried to do it on our wedding night despite the death of my parents.”Her head was still downcast as she spoke.“And he tried again the night I ran away.I knew that my marriage wouldn’t be a bed of roses when I got marrie

RafaelElena had picked her dress and we were on our way to the manor. I could tell she was nervous. She always was when she had to go to the manor or face him.She shifted in her seat again and fidgeted like she always would.Staring out the window, she sat silently. Maybe she was afraid or too nervous to say anything. To laugh, in her hearty way or make a sly remark.I wonder what she would have had to go through if I had not been made her personal guard, standing outside her door every day. Alex only just stared at her door these past few days, never getting in.I guess it was worth it... whatever the cost.She shifted in her seat and this time fidgeted with the phone in her hand.I placed my hands on her thigh, earning a stare from her. I just gave her a reassuring nod. I didn't need to say anything. It was now like our silent language.The grand gates opened and we entered into the manor.The Don was in the general area behind the house, reading a magazine.I gave her a small nod

ElenaAs I was about to leave with him, I heard the microphone from the main hall."And now, let us welcome the woman of the hour...""Oh shit, it's the Don," I said to Rafael. "He's calling me up.""I'm coming with,"I hurriedly brushed away the stray strands of hair from my face and rushed out of the bathroom."Elena!" I heard the Don calling out to me from the hall.My steps became quicker, but the hallway out of the bathroom just seemed longer.Then suddenly, he matched my steps. Rafael stood beside me and held my shaking hands, stopping me in my tracks. I swallowed and looked hard at him."Let's go," he said, oblivious to the effect he had on me.This time, as he held my hand, we walked slower. I took a deep breath and followed his lead, walking slow and graceful, the image of elegance.My shaky hands were wrapped in his warm, calloused ones as we walked out of the long corridor.At long last, I emerged from the hallway and into the main banquet hall.He let me go just in time be

ElenaI sat staring into the evening sky from my window. The sun had cast an orange glow in the clouds. I could see the field outside and the flowers that lined them. The guards stood just a few feet from my window.‘Well, now running away isn’t an option.’‘I need to work,’ I huffed to myself.I’d been indoors all day, and that was how it was every day. I needed to leave my room and this house. It felt like the air around here was clamping around my very throat.‘I should probably step out,’ I sighed. ‘I should try at least.’I resolved. As soon as I opened the door, I was startled by a broad back and shoulders in front of my room.“Oh.”“You’re back,” was all I could say, heat immediately rising to my cheeks as the events of the previous night washed over my mind.He just turned around and nodded, continuing his guard duty.“I want to go for a walk.”“Around the manor,” I added.“I’ll come.”“You don’t have to,” I retorted. He really didn’t. If it wasn’t his job, that is. And becaus