Forced to be His의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

It was a chore to open my eyes the next morning. But the sunlight streaming through the windows made it impossible for sleep to dominate me any longer. With great effort I peeled my eyes open and stretched, my muscles feeling strangely sore. The brain fog took another moment to dissipate and when it did, I bolted upright and turned my head left and right to make sure I was okay, but the reality was far from what I imagined and definitely not what I wanted it to be. For starters I was naked. Like as naked as the day I was born. There was not a shred of clothing on me and I didn’t know why. I wasn’t one of those people who went to sleep naked. I preferred to keep my clothes on, but last night wasn’t the case. My dress lay discarded on the floor in a pathetic heap and my panties were torn in two, lying next to it. I was just starting to wonder the hell happened when I saw the bruises and hickeys covering my body. I flexed my legs and winced at the soreness in my sex. Before I could qu

“Where the hell are you taking me?” I asked Troy, glaring at him as he sped through the streets. I’d been trying to demand answers for the past twenty minutes but he had remained stubbornly silent and I hated him so much for it. He had no right to kidnap me just because I refused to give him what he wanted. “Troy, I’m speaking to you! Answer me!” He remained silent as if I hadn’t spoken or he couldn’t hear me, and I’d had enough. If speaking to him wasn’t going to get his attention, then perhaps I needed to do something drastic. I turned to face him, not surprised to see his eyes staring straight at the road. Without caring about the consequences, I raised my hand and began poking his arm. “Troy. Troy. You need to answer me,” I said as I continued poking him. My finger touched nothing but pure, hard muscle and I wondered how long did he spend at the gym. “Stop. Touching. Me.” He enunciated each word. But just like he’d been ignoring me since he threw me in his car, I chose to igno

No, no, no. I didn’t want to marry him. There was no way I could marry him. It just wasn’t possible. He couldn’t do this to me. I had dreams and desires and none of them involved Troy freaking Knight. He wasn’t a part of my plans. He was supposed to marry my sister and whisk her away to his glorious mansion where the two of them would spend the rest of their lives together. They would have kids and grow old together. Occasionally they would deal with some issues but other than that they would have the perfect lives. But Parts was gone and now I was left to bear the brunt of the family’s debt. Troy expected me to pay it off and I didn’t want to. But there was nothing I could do about it. Troy had kidnapped me and brought me to his mansion and there wasn’t a word from my parents. They didn’t care that he kidnapped me and was keeping me prisoner. Not once did they come to my aid. Troy was right. If he wanted me, then my parents would agree. They wouldn’t fight him. They didn’t care that

I eyed Troy with a mixture of frustration and disdain. And I absolutely refused to look at his parents because I was in no position to meet their gaze. The fact that I barged in here in a tank top and shorts that barely covered my ass made me wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole. “So, what did you come here to say?” Troy asked. “This is her room as well, Troy,” Mrs. Knight spoke up. I envied her beauty which had been emphasized by the makeup, jewelry and the dress she wore. For our wedding, she’d chosen a hot pink dress which fit her like a glove along with diamonds which hurt my eyes every time I dared to glance at them. “Why are you treating her like one of the staff members?” He grimaced before flashing her a brilliant smile. “That’s not what I meant at all.” “And give her some decent clothes to wear, for crying out loud,” his Father added. “She’s your bride now and needs to dress like one.” Troy glared at me while I did my best not to flinch. “She’s nothing but

Troy left soon after threatening me with sex and I didn’t know what to do now. I got up and changed into my outfit for the day. I decided to go with one of my favorites shirts which had flowers printed on it in different colors along with a matching skirt. Parys gifted me the sandals which matched with the outfit and after brushing my hair and tying it in a high ponytail I considered myself ready to face the day. However, my thoughts drifted to my husband almost immediately and I hated myself for thinking about him. At one point he told me to sleep in a separate room but after getting scolded by his parents he told me to stay here and now he wanted to be treated like a husband when he didn’t even want this marriage. You don’t want this marriage either. He only married me out of revenge and that’s all he would be doing for the rest of our lives. But he didn’t have to have sex with me to accomplish his end goal of making my life miserable. And how the hell did he know whether I was s