Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Samantha

I DECIDED to leave the bedroom. It's been three days since I locked myself inside. I refused to talk to Jacob because he's Dylan's ally and I hate them both for keeping me inside this freaking gigantic mansion. It's too lonely here. I wanted to go out and have some fresh air. D*mn! I really want to be free.

I grimaced as I noticed the CCTV camera in the living area. Actually, I wished that Jacob put a camera inside the bedroom, that could be enough to file a case against Dylan, but my evil husband is just too smart.

I went straight to the kitchen to drink water when I saw Jacob drinking apple juice while half naked. I gaped at him as I blinked continuously. Is he serious?

He noticed me gawking at him, and I immediately looked away as he smirked. He cleared his throat right away. “Do you need something, miss Samantha?”

I did not respond, instead, I went to the refrigerator to drink water. Jacob on the other hand remained sitting on the stool while fixing something… uhmmm something like a camera? I don't know. I'm not familiar with that thing.

I faced him and rested my back against the sink. “Why are you half naked?”

He looked at his body and shrugged his shoulder. “It's hot, that's why. Does it bother you? Just a sec.”

He was about to wear his shirt that's hanging on his shoulder when I shook my head. “No. Don't mind me.”

He nodded and sat back again. I heaved a sigh as I stared at him, going back to what he's doing. His fingers move too fast that I couldn't follow its movement. 

“Are you finally comfortable with me, miss Samantha?” he asked out of the sudden.

I slightly pouted my lips. “Do I look comfortable? You are my husband's ally, and you're here to keep me locked inside this freaking mansion. Should I be comfortable with you, now?”

He stared at me for a second. “Does he hurt you?”

That caught me off guard. “I thought you don't have the rights to hear my story?”

He rolled his tongue over his lips. “Well, I was just curious. It's still up to you.”

I looked down and played with my fingers. Dylan was busy these few days, he barely touched me, and it somehow made me relieved. I actually don't like it when he touches me and the past three days was in favor to me since Dylan always comes home late and immediately fall asleep due to exhaustion.

I bit my lower lips. “He never hurt me physically, but he…” I swallowed hard. “…he always used my body whenever he likes. I'm just lucky that work got him so busy.”

I looked at Jacob again. He's just staring, completely attentive of me like I am the most interesting person to stare at.

He nodded. “You're his wife, it's normal.”

I balled my fist and clenched my jaw. “Is it really normal to f*ck me raw and dirty while I'm struggling underneath him as I cried my heart out in disgust?!”

His lips parted, he's obviously shocked, but I don't care. I knew it, he's just like his boss. He doesn't have a remorse, so as conscience.

I immediately left the kitchen and went back to the bedroom. I dropped my body on the bed and buried my face against the pillow. That b*stard is just the same as Dylan. 

A SOFT touch woke me up. I swallowed hard as I smelled Dylan's scent. Trying so hard not to open my eyes, I balled my fist as Dylan started planting kisses in my neck.

“Samantha.”

I quickly opened my eyes as he called my name in a serious tone. His intense stares welcomed me. Dark circles are visible around his eyes as he looked at me without any emotion.

I slowly lifted my body to sit on the bed. “W-What is it, Dylan?”

His jaw clenched. “Who the hell is Lucian?”

I gasped as I stared at him, wide-eyed. “W-What are you talking about?”

I gasped again and squeezed my eyes as he slammed me against the headboard. “That f*cker was looking for you in the company, Samantha. He said he's your ex-boyfriend. Is that true?”

I did not respond. That's true. Lucian was my ex-boyfriend, but we broke up before college since he decided to left to study abroad.

Dylan suddenly licked my cheek and pressed his lips against the area where he licked me. He grabbed my nape. “Tell me, sweetheart. Who is he?”

I heaved a sigh. “H-He was my ex-boyfriend.”

He sarcastically laughed and punched the wall beside my face. I gasped in horror. Fear started consuming me as the anger in his eyes intensified. He grabbed my wrist. “You can't go back to him, Samantha. If you're thinking that he could get you out of this hell, think again.”

I gathered all my strength and courage as I glare at him. “You can't just tell me what to do!”

“Try me, Samantha! No one deserves you but me! You are mine! You are trapped with me!”

I balled my fist. “Maybe for now. See and watch me leave you in the future. Just make sure to hide my brother well, so, I will still have the reason to stay with you.”

He suddenly gripped my cheeks with one hand and crashed his lips against mine. I tried pushing him away, but he just keeps on kissing me as he pushed me against the headboard.

He licked the saliva off my lips before releasing me. He smirked. “Beats me, I can make you kneel while begging for your brother and Lucian's life. Don't try my patience, Samantha. You are just my wife.”

I was panting hard and sweating bullets as he entered the bathroom, leaving me on the bed, completely spent and scared. Scared for the people who will get involved.

“You are so evil, Dylan!”

TO BE CONTINUED…