As Noah slipped the ring on Nancy’s finger, he suddenly froze, and his face turned white.
“What’s the matter?” implored Nancy.
“You haven’t said yes yet, and already I’m putting a ring on your finger,” he muttered. “I’m sorry, that was presumptuous of me…”
Nancy could see the disdainful look in Paul’s eyes, and it made her laugh. She thought - I did not realize that I held so much power over him. If I had known sooner, I might have done something with it... Oh, well. There’s no time like the present!
With a giant grin on her face, Nancy touched Noah’s hand and said, “You are so silly.
Of course, I will marry you.”
“This is grea
Crystal took a step backward so that Eric could not reach her. She did not know why, but the thought of being intimate with him while Nathan was in the same country as they were in had her worried. She wished that Eric had not invited him to their wedding. Just the thought of his steely eyes on them as they said their vows had her in a panic. Nathan seemed to pop up wherever Crystal went, and his ability to know where she would be next scared her. She had thought that by escaping to the island, she would be free of him and Eric, and then she would be fully autonomous. But things were right back to the way they had been at the Beverly villa, or nearly so. Crystal took a deep breath. She hoped that after she married Eric, Nathan would give up, and things would settle down. She did not think it was probable, but it was not outside the realm of possibilities. Thu
Crystal waited for Nathan to reply, but he did not. She could hear him breathing on the other line, but he remained silent. What the fuck?!?! - thought Crystal. “What do you want?” she demanded for the second time. “I’m tired, and I don’t have the energy to put up with your bullshit!” “Don’t marry him,” Nathan finally replied. Crystal: “Why not? We are over. You had your chance, and you blew it!” Her words struck him like a sharp knife to the heart, and there was another long silence during which all she could hear was his heavy breathing. Once it became apparent that Nathan would not reply, Crystal said, “I am so happy that I left you. I don’t want to go back to the past. In fact, I have forgotten it. From now on,
Nancy’s eyes nearly bulged out of her skull at the sight of her naked ex-husband. “You!” She exclaimed. He smirked, and she hurriedly looked away. Paul had a towel in his hand and was nonchalantly drying his hair. Nancy’s face turned red as she wondered whether she should run or start arguing with him. “I didn’t know you were taking a shower,” she said. “Why wouldn’t I be?” Paul raised his eyebrows and said, “This is my room. There’s no reason to be embarrassed, though. We’ve seen each other naked plenty of times before. Anyway, why did you barge into my room?” Nancy bit her lip and said, “This is my room too. Isn’t it?” On such short notice, this was the best answer she could think of. Paul walked over to her. “Ho
(Triggered Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene and inappropriate words. If you're not comfortable reading it, kindly skip it and move to another chapter) Every cell in Paul’s body was activated as Nancy struggled beneath him. She cursed his name, and the more of a fuss she made, the more he longed to possess her. He would never tell her about this, but he had an unspeakable dream about her the night before. In it, he pressed her under him and forced her to have sex with him over and over again. The dream had struck him as bizarre because he had neglected her for years. Lately, though, he had begun to feel dissatisfied, and it seemed that he only found what he wanted in his dreams; with her. Paul laid down on Nancy and gnawed fiercely on her shoulder. She began to bleed, and as he dry-hump
Nancy struggled to get up, but the moment her feet hit the ground, her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground. What did that jerk do to me yesterday? - she asked herself. The scratches on her thighs were horrible. There were bloody cuts and teeth marks all over her body. Blood had crusted to the side of her leg and inner thigh, and her wet core felt like it was on fire. She hurt all over, but all the pain combined paled in comparison to the throbbing agony that radiated outwards from her genitals. She cringed as she gently probed the area, and she told herself, “If I can get through this, I can get through anything.” She just wanted to leave. It took her a long time to stand up, and when her legs went wobbly, she managed to sit on the bed. She tried to call out for a servant, but her throat was so dry that all she could do was a whisper. Suddenly, the doo
Nancy’s skin was very white, so her wounds stood out in stark contrast. Paul had never seen her look like this before. The sight of her caused his heart to beat fast. And for the first time in his life, he felt pity for one of the women he was screwing. He touched her shoulder, and she flinched away from him. Her skin is so soft, and she is actually quite delicate - he realized. When they’d been married, he’d only seen her as a baby-making machine. Over the last couple of days, he’d decided that she was a wh*re, just like every other woman. Now, though, she had somehow touched his heart, and he felt terrible about assaulting her. Now, when she cried out in pain, he seemed to feel it too. It was inexplicable and undeniable. What is happening?
From the way that Paul laughed - arrogantly and triumphantly - Noah and Nancy could tell that his actions were deliberate. Unfortunately, Paul was not the type to let an opportunity like this go to waste. He turned to Noah, smiled wickedly, and said, "Don't worry. I've applied the medicine that will ensure that what we have done doesn't affect your bridal night. Be careful, though. Her secret place is very delicate." Noah clenched his fists, and blue veins stood out on the back of his hands. His eyes had already turned a terrible shade of red. Meanwhile, Nancy had wrapped herself in a bathrobe. She picked up a bottle of shampoo and glared at Paul. She could not believe that he could say such dirty words, and she cursed at him as she threw the bottle at him. Paul dodged the bottle very easily, but he was surprised
Paul squeezed Nancy’s wrists until she cried out in pain. “How dare you talk to me like that?” he hissed. “I’ll talk to you any way I please,” Nancy replied. She was in a tremendous amount of pain, but she refused to be cowed. “You aren’t even half the man that Noah is,” she continued. “At least he knows how to respect people. He knows what it means to have good manners. You, on the other hand, are a Charlatan and a cad. If I could go back in time, I would not marry you. In fact, I would stay as far away from you as I possibly could! Anyway, we’re both single, right? And we both have significant others. You have Michelle, so why can’t I have Noah? Don’t I deserve to be happy?” When Paul heard that, he wanted to clutch her neck and shake the life out of her. “Can’t we just go our separate ways?” Nancy asked. “I ca