I smiled back at her and then gave my sweetest smile to the devil destroying his plan of seeing me naked. He just smirked back at me.
Why the hell is he smirking back at me? Now, what is going on in his head?
I thought with a furrowed brow and seeing my face, his smirks deepened. I just ignored him.
We packed our clothes for three days. It was a three-hour drive from our farmhouse. Most of the ride, I slept and the devil has still not scolded or burst at me. Whenever our eyes met he gave me a death glare and I always turned my head in another direction. I don't know what is going on in his head.
When we reached, the sun had gone down. The boys started unloading our luggage. I was the first one to go inside and met the caretaker Mr.Kavinsky. He is a gran
“Now I know you are angry because I asked him for breakfast. Are you jealous?” I asked in disbelief.“What? Me? Jealous of a sixteen-year-old? And for what? You?” he said in a mocking tone. “Don't heighten your standards. I can't believe you were able to trap a sixteen-year-old too. What do you want from him? I don't think he has that much money, so what do you want from his body? Yes, that is what you want. Like always you enjoy other men's touch. It doesn't matter if he is twenty-five or sixteen" he said in a mocking tone. Making his theory about my character.I stared at him in disbelief. I was burning in anger. How can he accuse me of such things? I wanted to slap him hard but I had coffee in my hand. In reflex, I threw the coffee on him. I aimed for his face but it landed on his chest. He hissed in pain when the ho
Now it's my turn to make him fall on his knees. I will see till he doesn't get angry at me. Till when he continues with his evil plan.I was thinking about what to do. "I need to do something that will piss him off, which will break his effort of not getting angry," I said while thinking out loud.“What plan are you talking about?” Nina said while coming out of the closet suddenly.“Oh god, Nina you scared me," I said with a shocked expression and my hands on my heart which was beating fast.Seeing my shocked face she said “Sorry.”“Come on girl, I need to tell you something important,” I said to her in a serious tone. I told her everything except the par
I need to be strong. I need to be strong.I tried to motivate myself but I failed miserably. I was able to mask a brave face in front of him but the image of him staring at me with anger was flashing in my brain continuously and each time it flashed, my body shivered.Playing against the devil is not an easy task.We were in our room getting ready and I wore high waist denim shorts with a white-colored T-shirt and jacket. I let my hair down as it was my good hair day and I finished my look with brown lipstick. Nina was also done getting ready. We were going down to watch a movie. “Let's go, Nina, they must be waiting for us,” I said to Nina while looking at her.“Yes, let's go. By the way, you are looking hot in that brown lipsti
“What? I heard something wrong. What did you just say?” I asked while laughing nervously.“You heard it right, love,” he said with an evil smirk. Coming near me, “Strip” he whispered in my ear and moved back an inch, and looked at my body. His gaze sent a shiver through my spine.The Colour from my face drained a long time ago. His fingers played with the hem of my T-shirt touching the skin on my waist, giving me a tickling sensation wherever he touches. My breath hitched and my brain stopped working.What am I going to do now? I made a wrong deal with the devil.I composed myself a little bit “Why would I do that?” I asked him in horror. He jus
The next morning again I woke up in his arms with him staring at my sleeping figure.God, does he even sleep? I never saw him sleeping, except for when he was drunk. I’ve started to believe that he is a vampire or something similar to it. Maybe that's why he never sleeps.The same could be the reason why he doesn't want me in his life. What if he has some vampire girl in his life, whom he couldn’t introduce to his parents, and that's why he wants me to stay so he could protect her. This thought was enough to turn my mood bitter. He was still staring at me. I immediately separated my body from his and stood up with a sour expression. I picked up my clothes from the floor. All this time his eyes were on me.Studying my every move carefully. He has
He won't positively take this rejection from seeing how he is acting now. All possessive over me again. He can see me in pain, but I can't. My heart hurts when I see him like that. My fingers curled into a fist when his lips touched my skin where he had his marks. I was breathing heavily. I bite my lips to stop myself from crying out loud.Tears rolled down my cheeks. I have no choice left. I can't see him harming himself anymore. His hand is bleeding very badly and if he punches the wall again with that hand he will for sure need stitches on it and if I refuse him he will go insane. I know how stubborn he is. He won't even get stitches on his hand if I refuse him. Only one choice is left for me…I have to let him do whatever he wants to do. But first I have to bandage his hand. He has made me this weak towards him
An unwanted tear slipped from my eyes.Is this tear in happiness for his good life or towards the misery of my life.If he loves her so much why does he have to hold me so possessively? Why does he have to kiss me as he is claiming me as his? How can someone kiss the most hated person of his life if he loves his girlfriend so much?Because this is your punishment for marrying him against his will because you gave him this right when you agreed to marry him against his will.This is my fate until everything ends for good and I need to accept this harsh reality of my life. Maybe accepting it sooner will lessen the pain and misery which is causing me now.
“So I leave her in your guidance and you,” he said while looking at me. “If you break anything, the cost of it will be deducted from your salary, remember it,” saying it he walked out in all his glory.I was standing there with an open mouth. But soon my jaw clenched in anger. How dare he talk to me like that. I'm going to break as many plates as I can. Even if I don't get a single penny as a salary at the end of the month.And I wanted to start it by breaking my first plate on his head.I hate him. I hate him so much.“What is your name, Miss?” Chef Marco asked me. I was brought back to my reality by his voice.&ld