Chapter 1
Hell Of A Marriage Luna's POV I winced, biting back a cry as Dr. Rufus cleaned the welts on my back. Again. This was becoming a familiar routine. My husband, Victor, liked to push me to my limits, and sometimes, those limits meant our trusted family doctor coming to the house. Everyone who attends to me is employed by my husband "Pain's a part of life, Luna," Victor would say, his voice low and husky in my ear. "And I'm the one who brings it to you." Dr. Rufus's hands moved gently, but I could sense a hint of disapproval. He'd seen me like this before, too many times. Yet, he never judged, never lectured. He just fixed me, so I could go back to Victor, to the pain and the pleasure that came with it. "Deep breaths, Luna," Dr. Rufus murmured, his voice a soothing balm. "Almost done." I inhaled, feeling the sting of antiseptic, the ache of bruises. As Dr. Rufus applied a bandage, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Purple marks marred my skin, and I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride. Victor's marks,his love, but at what cost? Dr. Rufus's eyes met mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of concern. "Luna, if you ever need to talk—" I shook my head, interrupting him. "I'm fine, Doctor. Just a little...enthusiastic...play." He nodded, though I knew he didn't believe me. No one did. Not even myself but no one dares go against Victor. "Take this!!” Dr Rufus gave me the throat lozenges as usual which helps my voice anytime he hurts me. I noticed a weird look in his eyes and I was forced to ask him, "Is there something I need to know, Doctor?” "You are pregnant again Mrs Luna!!” Immediately he said these words, I don't know if I should be rejoicing or crying! This will make it the third time I have gotten pregnant for Victor. I hope I don't end up getting a miscarriage this time around. The doctor took his leave and I was all alone in my room reflecting on everything. Is this the meaning of marriage? If I knew, I would never have ventured in from the beginning!! Suddenly my phone started ringing, it nearly gave me a panic attack because it was loud. My hands trembled as I picked up the phone, Victor's name flashing on the screen like a warning sign. I hesitated, my heart racing, before answering. "Y-yes?" I stammered, trying to hide the tears. "Luna, where's my lunch?" Victor's voice boomed through the line, with no hint of concern or warmth. I swallowed hard, fear crawling up my spine. "I-I forgot. I'm sorry." "Forgot?" Victor's tone turned menacing. "You forgot? How could you be so careless?" I bit back a sob, apologizing profusely. "I'll make it right away, Victor. I'll bring it to the office." "See that you do," he growled. "I expect it within the hour." The line went dead, and I crumpled, tears streaming down my face. But I knew I had to move. Victor's anger was a ticking time bomb, and I couldn't afford to trigger it further. Rushing to the kitchen, I mechanically prepared his favorite sandwich, turkey and avocado, and packed it with chips and a drink. I did my makeup as usual to cover the bruises so no one would notice. My hands shook as I grabbed the bag and rushed out the door. The drive to Victor's office felt like an eternity. My mind replayed all the times he'd lashed out, the bruises and broken promises. Why did I stay? As I arrived at the office building, I took a deep breath and smoothed my hair, trying to compose myself. I couldn't let Victor see me weak. I entered his office, head bowed, and placed the bag on his desk. "Your lunch, Victor." He looked up from his computer, eyes narrowing. "About time." I flinched at his tone but remained silent. "Did you cry again?" Victor asked, his voice dripping with disdain. I hesitated before answering. "No, Victor." His gaze lingered on me as if searching for signs of weakness. "Good. I hate seeing you like that." For a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of remorse, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. "Get back home," Victor ordered, dismissing me. "And don't forget dinner." I nodded, relief washing over me as I escaped his office. But the fear lingered, a constant companion in my twisted marriage. * * The next day, I trembled as I served Victor lunch in his office, still bruised from the previous night's beating. But I knew better than to show weakness in public. As I poured his drink, the flask slipped from my grasp, shattering on the floor. I fell to my knees, begging. "Please, Victor, I'm so sorry...I'll clean it up..." Victor's face transformed, his anger replaced with concern. "Oh, sweet Luna, are you hurt?" He helped me up, his voice dripping with sweetness. "I-I'm fine," I stuttered, still trembling. Victor smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Good. I don't want anything to happen to you, my love." The workers looked on, admiring our exchange. "You're so lucky to have such a caring husband," one of them said. "I know, right?" Victor chimed in. "I spoil her rotten." They all laughed, and I forced a smile, hiding my fear. But as soon as we were alone in the car, Victor's mask slipped. "You think you can embarrass me in public and get away with it?" he snarled, his hand connecting with my cheek. I cowered, trying to protect myself, but Victor's blows kept coming. When we arrived home, he dragged me to the bedroom, his anger unleashed. I tried to defend myself, but it was no use. Victor's rage consumed me, and I felt a familiar pain in my abdomen. I screamed, "Victor, stop! Please!" But he wouldn't stop until I was bleeding, I lost another baby. I lost consciousness, my world went dark, and I wished for death. TBCChapter 2Another MiscarriageLuna's POVI woke up, still in the same position, alone in the dark. Victor was gone, but the pain remained. I cried out, my body shaking with sobs.Why couldn't I just die? Why did I have to suffer like this?I wanted to escape, to flee from this hellhole, but my body felt heavy, weighed down by the chains of my fear.As I lay there, I felt a spark of anger ignite within me. I was tired of being a victim, tired of being controlled.I slowly sat up, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. I looked around the room, taking in the familiar surroundings.Something inside me shifted. I realized that I had a choice. I could continue to live like this, or I could fight back.I took a deep breath, my mind clearing. I knew what I had to do.I would escape. I would take back control.But as I stood up, a wave of dizziness washed over me. I stumbled, falling back onto the bed.I wasn't strong enough. Not yet.But I would be. Oh, I would be.My name is Luna Williams, I do
Chapter 3Old FlamesLuna's POV"Owen Ortega??? Oh my goodness it's really you!!” A smile curved on my lips.."Yes Luna, good to see you, I missed you so much!!”He hugged me with his arms wrapped around me, and I felt the old flames of love reignite. For a moment, I forgot about Victor, forgot about the pain."You don't know how happy I am to see you again Luna, I kept dreaming of a day like this to come, oh my dearest Luna!!”"It feels so good to be in your arms again!!” I was just like a baby in the arms of Owen.We talked about our childhood, our laughter, and our adventures. It was like no time had passed at all. He held my hands and kissed them, "You are still the most beautiful woman that rocks my world!!”"Oh please!!!” I blushed so hard."Your cheeks are burning up as usual!!“"No, it's not!” I denied covering my face with my hands."You are blushing!!”"No!!”We argued and just like that our lips touched each other and it sparked up a deep connection between us but then, his
Chapter 4Romance Is A BonusLuna's POV I watched him not saying anything to me, he stopped laughing and tried to intimidate me by trying to touch my hair, but I went back a little giving him a distance."Are you serious Luna? You want to divorce me??”"Yes I am serious, this is no marriage but hell, I want out!!” I made my point known and stopped myself from crying in his presence."You will return and beg to be my wife again!!”He said, now I can tell he is crazy, I will never return to a place like this, never___ over my dead body.I would rather die than become his wife again.This is my chance to have a better life."I am sorry Victor, but that can never happen.”He didn't say a word to me, he just continued with his laughter ignoring me."When next we want to talk, it will be through my lawyer, I will leave in the morning.” I exited the room and remained in one of the guest rooms trying to get some rest.I should have known what he planned to do, he took everything from me and
Chapter 5A Deal With The DevilI burst out of the house, desperation fueling my every step. I hailed a taxi and rushed to the hospital, my heart racing with thoughts of Ezra.But when I arrived, the nurse's sympathetic face told me everything I didn't want to hear. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Your brother isn't here.""What do you mean my brother isn't here?? I need to see my brother right now, where is he?” I yelled." I told you already ma'am, your brother is not here and I have no idea where he is, if you don't mind, I have other things I have to attend to.” She walked away immediately after she was done talking to me.My world crumbled. Where was Ezra? My brother and my stepdad were involved in an accident, my dad didn't make it and my brother was in a vegetative state. We heard cases similar to this and we knew he would wake up one day so he is one of the reasons I married Victor. He promised to sponsor his hospital bills and let the best doctor attend to him.Ezra is just 16, he loves m