Rules

Adele's pov

I opened my eyes, the white ceiling staring at me as if mocking me that I'm not as pure as it is. I accessed the room with my eyes as I can't remember how I got here or whose room this is, I was about yo stand up but my sore muscles and the sharp pain between my legs draw near back to a sitting positive and like that the pain brought back the one thing I wish I didn't remember.

Jacob! No Killian Kings. That monster! 

He's an impersonator, he has Jacob's face but everything about him is just so foreign and different from Jacob, jacob is gentle, soft and sweet but Killian is the only perfect opposite of these things. 

The memories from last night replayed in my head and I still can't believe he made me go through that in the same room as my father, he's the monster everyone calls him. I hate him! 

Jacob had always wanted my first time to be romantic, he wanted it to be sweet and memorable but Kilian took it from me in the most painful and worst way. I can't………… 

“Excuse me ma'am” I flinched at the voice, my eyes met with brown eyes staring down at me with a smile on her face. 

“Hmmm?” 

 “My name is Alex, the maid assigned to you. Mr Kings asked me to make sure you're ready in the next ten minutes” I blinked severally to process what she said. 

“Get ready to where? Why?” Her smile still plastered on her face as she shrugged her shoulders letting me understand she's oblivious to the answer to my question. 

Is he going to continue from where he stopped yesterday?

“I've prepared your bath, your clothes will be laid out before you finish bathing” Alex said, pulling me out of my thoughts. 

I took my time to access her this time. She looks around my age, light makeup with blonde hair and rolled in a bun. You can tell she has a nice shape from the big gown she was putting on, she's pretty. Too pretty to be working as a maid, except she has other duties to fulfill aside from cleaning. 

I sighed in relief as soon as I got into the bathroom, it was a battle walking and not limping. My middle was hurting and with each step I took, I cursed Killian under my breath. 

I dipped myself into the already prepared bath, the warm water sinking into every nook and cranny of my body right where I wanted it to be. My tensed muscles loosen up as soon as it comes in contact with the water. 

I pushed myself deeper into the water, instantly relief washed over me that I threw my head back as it soothes the lower region. Right where I needed it

I got dressed as soon as I got out of the shower and Alex helped me get dressed. She picked out a milk maid flowery dress and we both walked out to Killian's study.

“How big is this house?” I asked myself as we turned from Hallway to hallway, just when I think we are in the last one there's another turnaround at the end. Each darker than the last one which makes it more scarier, my heart was thundering against my chest.

“We're almost there”she must have noticed my walking had slowed down behind her. This could lead to the dungeon and I'm going to face the real punishment, he'll probably kill me.

“Good morning boss, she's here” her words snatched me from my thoughts, my eyes met his gaze when I looked up. He was staring holes inside me, his dark gaze accessing my body from my head down to my feet making me self conscious as I kept my eyes on the floor looking at my feet. I felt so small standing under his scrutinizing gaze, I'm grateful for Alex standing next to me. 

“Leave us” 

‘What! No Alex stay, please stay’ I begged in my head while making eye contact with her, hoping she could hear my silent cry but she looked away. She bowed slightly before walking out and closing the door behind her. 

That traitor, the door was wide open when we got here and now she closed it behind her. 

The sound of Killian chuckling made me stare into his eyes. What's funny? 

“Are you scared?” he twirls in his chair. I took his outfit in. He had a black shirt on with the sleeves half way rolled, I can see some inks peeping out of his forearm and the back of his neck from his collar. 

Jacobs hates tattoos and the idea of it but this man sitting across me looks like my jacob but everything about him is different, most especially the vibe and the aura oozing from him, it's murderous, powerfully suffocating and scary. 

His eyes are the same but darker like they are hiding something behind them. 

“Have your seat” he said in his deep scary voice, and I was seated in no time, he threw a file in front of me. 

“There are the rules you have to follow if you want to stay in my house, and you're not allowed to joke with any of them because trust me there are punishments attached to breaking each rule. You are my wife but you're no different from Alex and other servants in this house.” 

I could control the shock on my face when I heard those words, I glared at him but that didn't move him a bit. 

“Since you took it upon yourself to expose my face to the world then we should announce our marriage don't you think?” 

My eyeballs doubled in size. No, no we can't do that. That's like announcing to the world that I'm married to him, for life? No. 

“No! We can't announce our marriage” I said loudly, holding my breath as I waited for his outburst. 

Call me crazy, but I still think Jacob is somewhere out there. Killian is just an imposter and Jacob will come for me soon. This is what I've been repeating, assuring myself that all this is fake. 

“And why? Why can't we announce our marriage? You don't want people to know you're married to the man you called a monster?” he banged the table hard causing me to flinch, my heart was beating crazily against my chest when he moved his chair back and walked towards me. No, he marched towards me. 

His eyes are now red and bigger with anger, he was folding his fist tightly and his knuckles turned white already. He leaned close to me and I swear I heard him sniff me before saying what he had to say. 

“I was not asking you, I'm letting you know” he said softly “And when I talk you listen, your opinion doesn't matter in his house. I'm not your father! I don't care about what you have to say” my ears are ringing from how his voice went from soft to shouting. 

He took two steps back, standing tall with one hand in his pocket. His eyes roamed my body before walking out.

“I expect perfection from you now that you know the rules, I'm sure you don't want us having issues”