All Chapters of ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY HUSBAND : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The cold air hit Sharon's pale skin, and goosebumps covered her entire body.She was wearing really short white shorts and a beautiful floral lingerie like top.It did nothing to shield her from the elements and she shivered as the cold sea breeze washed over her.Her hair was in a ponytail, the only thing she had managed to do before Luca forced her into his luxury yacht.He picked her outfit. She felt weird wearing something Luca Pavilochenki had recommended. Knowing that he had probably imagined her inside itSince she married Luca, she could only make out a number of emotions from him.There was hate, there was anger, and now this —He had earlier ordered her to strip, which was weird. Luca wasn't the least bit interested in herShe couldn't name what it was. Was there a name for the feeling of wanting to humiliate someone, and make the person feel self aware and small?Well that was what Luca was doing. And it was working.She felt a wave of nausea wash through her. Was she sea s

Sharon ran straight for the door immediately they arrived back home. Arman was sitting at the entrance of the house, he had clearly been awaiting their arrival.Immediately she caught sight of him, the tears which she had been holding broke free from her tearducts and came pouring down.She gave him a brief hug before entering and Arman was beyond surprised.Droplets of her tears fell to his shirt Luca walked out of the sleek black car that brought them looking all calm and collected.Without a care in the world, he brought out a cigarette from a pack in his pocket and put it in his mouth “You really should go easy on her”Arman said giving him a lighter “Why the hell will I do that?She's not a child Arman, she should've known what she signed up for a long time ago”“Still, you could be a little —”“A little nicer?”Luca took a puff of his cigar “Don't you know what this is? Or have you forgotten that I'm in this marriage to carry out grandpa's objectives”He took the stick and p

Mr Rufus Pavilochenki sat, playing a game of chess with himself Yet there was a chair opposite him for the imaginary chess player He seemed to be winning.He could hear faint footsteps in the distance. Good morning grandfather It was Donald. Mr Pavilochenki answered with a nod. Donald took a chair by his grandpa's side, completely aware of the old man's technique. Donald watched him quietly, not wanting to interrupt his flow. “How is my grandson Luca”Came Mr Pavilochenki's voice. He obviously asked about his favourite grandson first “He's doing good”Donald answeredMr Pavilochenki gave him a look“Really, when was the last time you saw him?”Donald took a moment to answer“At his wedding”Mr Pavilochenki sighed. The two of you need to spend more time together. Donald nodded his head and cleared his throat.“I have information grandfather”“Really?” Mr Pavilochenki was not as interested as Donald had hoped“It's still in bits and pieces but I have reason to believe that Mrs

“F—Father”She stuttered. Pain washed through her chest. She never wanted to see him, she wanted to see her mother And her mother wasn't there“Where's mother?”Her eyes darted from her father to the door, until it was closed shut by a servant, further confirming her suspicionHer mother did not come“Is that the first thing you have to say to me after all this time?”His cold eyes scanned his surroundings, then went back to her. He looked at her the same way he had always looked at herSince she was born He looked at her like something he hated to see, and anomaly, a mistake he was constantly trying to get rid of. love never existed between them. Not when she was a child, or teenager, not even in her adulthood Sharon's world spun around her and she held the railings for support.She felt something grip her waist, to steady herShe didn't need to turn around to see who it was, she was already familiar with his scent. And the idea of knowing him to that extent sickened her.Luca too

Sharon woke up on the cold floor of her room, her eyes were puffy and swollen from crying She had cried herself to sleep The only reassurance she has was provided by her mother's text that morning “I'm okay, Claire got me out”Her mother would not give her the details, she obviously didn't want her to worry, didn't want her to know the extent of her painShe had probably passed out inside that room more times than she could count.Sharon could already picture her bleeding on the floor, cold, beaten, broken She stood up and sat on her bed, thinking about it allLuca was just like her father, cold and merciless. She thought she had escaped hell, but she realised she just entered some other monster’s cageShe wasn't going to let it happen for longSharon opened a box, and picked up the bottle of poison, the bottle of liberation that her mother didn't have the guts to use.She held it in her hand “You're not going to make that same mistake Sharon You're going to fucking kill himYo