"Where were you?" A deep, velvety voice caught her off guard. Startled, she spun towards the sound, only to find herself face to face with him again. There he sat on the couch exuding an undeniable aura of power and allure. Emma's throat grew parched, her fingers anxiously gripping the fabric of her dress as a surge of fear and shame washed over her. She had believed, naively, that she would make it home before him but fate was not on her side."I asked you something, Emmeline Smith," he repeated, giving an extended pause on the word, Smith as though asserting she was his to command. Kevin's words cut through the relentless stream of questions swirling in her mind, his sharp tone enough to convey his seething rage."I was at the hospital," her voice came out as a whisper, barely audible while her slightly puffy eyes refused to look into his ocean-deep ones that were giving her all the attention she dreaded. The shame was too obvious to let go. He had seen her naked. He had done di
The warm water, like a lover's touch, danced upon their naked bodies, intimately tracing each curve and contour. Kevin's eyes remained fixed upon Emma, utterly mesmerized by her beauty. Her long waves had loosened up with droplets gently trickling down its ends. A few strands playfully clung to her face and neck urging him to gently brush them behind her shoulders, allowing the damp waves to gracefully rest against the curve of her lower back.His gaze, brimming with desire, slowly moved from her face to her neck. The water had washed away the veil of concealer she had so meticulously applied, revealing the bold evidence of his ardent desire etched upon her skin—exquisite poetry of countless hickies and bites adorning her neck and collarbones."Put your arms down," Kevin demanded in a chillingly deep voice, his tone somewhat desperate and tinged with sheer need. Panic surged within her however she stood still, her arms failing miserably at hiding her bare body from his penetrating g
After dirtying her and cleaning himself, the man wore a black bathrobe that covered his glistening muscles flawlessly and stepped out of the bathroom leaving her alone in there. Realizing his departure Emma couldn't hold back her sobs anymore. She put a hand on her mouth and sank to her knees, feeling her legs giving up on her. Days of weakness and severe pain between her legs rendered her unable to even stand. It was expected as intense back-to-back sessions were undoubtedly exhausting for a girl who hadn't been sexually active her entire life.With her bare back against the cold tiles, Emma sat down on the wet floor. The shower was still on, washing away all the filthiness and sweeping away her tears but the feeling of his touch still lingered on her body. She was still able to feel his possessive touch and hear his lustful grunts and sinful whispers. Emma sobbed uncontrollably while curling her knees to her chest and hugging her shoulders crying her heart out. While agreeing o
As the dawn broke, the morning arrived in all its glorious splendor, painting the sky with hues of gentle light. Emma awoke to the melodic chirping of birds, a sweet symphony that oddly enough managed to calm her down, telling her that the night was gone. She turned around, relishing the comfort of the duvet and the gentle caress of the silk sheets that teased her bare skin. The softness felt so foreign. Wasn't she on the couch? Emma's eyes widened in panic. In sheer panic. She sat up, a bit too quickly and looked to the other side of the bed. It was empty however the crinkled silk hinted at his presence. Her heart raced at a maddening speed as the realization set in - they slept together.Fear took hold of her, sending tremors down her core and hastening the rhythm of her breath. She hurriedly looked down under the duvet and a sigh of relief escaped her lips once she found herself clad in the same black nightgown she had worn the previous night. The frantic pounding in her chest
Emma had been an early riser all her life, usually waking up around six or seven in the morning. However, it wasn't her fault that she couldn't sleep well in his presence. Dragging her feet into the shower, she washed all the sins of last night once again, wore a nice knee-length dress and covered her neck with a silk scarf to hide the hickies he left on her. With slow steps, she walked out of the room and descended the stairs. The mansion was royally adorned and insanely huge, leaving her wondering how many people lived there besides the army of maids and servants who greeted her with the utmost reverence. Amanda offered to show her around which Emma didn't refuse as she didn't want to be alone and let depressing thoughts consume her."Does he live alone?" Emma asked and Amanda nodded her head. "Yes ma'am. His father passed away a few years back. And Mrs Smith lives abroad," said Amanda and Emma nodded. She didn't ask anything further. The day soon surrendered to night. The setti
In the otherwise quiet room, the sound of her heels smacking the floor caught his attention. Kevin was sitting on the divan, a cigarette in his hand. He pressed the bud to his mouth and sucked in, gray eyes fixed on her bare back before resting on her reflection in the full length mirror. She was dressed in a red gown with a pleated square neck, a long side split, and backless— the only support came from a pair of thin straps that were meant to hold the dress from slipping down. Her hair was elegantly bunned. There was no makeup on her face except for a subtle shade of red that was smudged over her plump lips.Kevin licked his lips and flicked the cigarette into the bin, eyes gleaming as he examined the straps of her gown. He lowered his face and smiled a little before rising from his seat and approaching her, standing close to her. Dangerously close. Emma's breaths hitched, fearful that this closeness would result in another leg numbing session. When his cold fingers touched her b
Heart hammering in fright for the night that lay above her, she adjusted her dress and got out of the car. Outside the mansion, a swarm of paparazzi were waiting for them, clicking pictures feverishly in an attempt to catch a peek of the newlyweds. Kevin was accustomed to their endless chatter and the restless camera flashes but Emma wasn't used to getting all that fame and attention. She felt anxious and blinked nervously when Kevin stood next to her, hand holding her waist, and the agitated camera flashes became more intense. Emma gulped.Like a proud wolf of a pack, his fingers danced on her back and then grabbed her waist firmly as he shot her a teasing glare. "Pretend to be my loving wife," whispering, he gave a slight tug on her waist while pulling her close to him. Of course, she knew how to behave being Mrs Kevin. She knew he'd never put up with any unpleasant situation caused by her. Kevin found it unsettling that Emma simply nodded without even glancing at him. In contras
“Really? Then back it up. Give her to me for the night." Ivan stated, his emerald green eyes looking right into Kevin's, indicating he wasn't joking. He meant what he said.Kevin stilled. The words that left the other man's lips sparked his temper and the confusion stirred further realizing how his heart clenched. How fucking painfully his heart clenched. The mere thought of sharing her, letting another man touch her was awfully disturbing for him. "Mind saying that again?" In contrast to Kevin's calm demeanour, his tone was rather harsh. His words carried a deadly threat. A little smirk fell onto Ivan's lips seeing Kevin's sudden distress and he felt the need to tease him more. Kevin was enraged, Ivan could tell."Sometimes I wish I had met her first," Kevin heard Ivan say. "You are too fortunate to have such a beautiful woman," Ivan chuckled. "I'd like to have a chance with—" "Shut the fuck up!" Kevin husked out, his voice becoming increasingly deep."Why not?"Kevin's eyes narro
All he wanted was a yes or no, so why couldn't she articulate her thoughts? Or maybe there was something between them. Something that made it hard for her to hate him. Emma didn't know. For the past few days, she had rather been unsure. Her mind was a mess and so was her heart. Both were at war with each other and it was frustrating.Memories of the time when he had hurt her, made her feel weak and the times he had forced himself on her came flooding back. But amidst those memories, she couldn't ignore the moments when he had stood by her side. Through thick and thin, he had been there for her, even when he didn't have to.And above all, it was because of him that she was able to save her brother. Moreover, a strong emotion like hatred had no place in her tender heart."N-no," she let out, defeatedly. Her eyes soon met his silver pools that were like a stormy sea, filled with depths of mystery and emotions. He stood quiet, seemingly frozen but his heart was beating fast, and then
"Do you hate me?" Emma's heart jolted, and she felt a sudden tightness in her chest. The question pierced through like a knife, tearing open wounds that she had attempted to bury deep within her. Her gaze fixed blankly on him, the anguish, fury, and anxiety mingling in her eyes as she remembered all those countless nights she cried herself to sleep with the marks of ownership he left on her body and soul.He was right. She's like the moon, a stunning sight to behold, yet marked by scars. Big ugly scars that ran deep within. Serving as a constant reminder of the battles she's fought and the pain she's endured. Nonetheless, her beauty lies in her strength to carry on despite them.Silence hung between them, suffocating and unbroken. Her eyes flickered nervously while her breaths became shallow and jagged. Although she knew that the answer to his question was a "yes," a blunt brutal 'yes I do' yet she found herself incapable of uttering those words out loud. Was it out of fear or so
"What does it remind you of?" she asked with genuine curiosity, studying him closely now. Emma had always viewed him as a man of dominance, not someone who'd appreciate the beauty of the moon or flowers. She wondered what caused this sudden change in him. Kevin paused, teeth gently sunk into his bottom lip as he gazed at her with an intensity that could only be described as sheer passion. "You."Emma felt her pulse quicken as she heard his words. Her eyes met his again, breaths sharp and mouth shut, unsure how to respond so she waited for him to continue."So beautiful yet so distant, just like you," His words lingered in the air, hinting at a deeper meaning that she couldn't quite grasp. Distant? Was he talking of physical distance or something deeper? Emma was shocked by the irony of his statement. What about the nights they spent in each other's arms? Countless nights she slept while he was inside her, their bodies intertwined as if one. Each morning, her body would bear marks o
"I want everything perfect," Kevin growled into his phone, the warning in his tone unmistakable. "I will not tolerate any mistakes, John," he continued, voice deep and threatening. John, on the other end of the line, knew that Kevin's threat was far from idle. "Don't worry sir. It'll be just like you said,'' John assured him. He had worked for Kevin long enough to know he wouldn't accept anything but the best. Especially when it's about her. He had seen Kevin's meticulous attention to everything, every fucking detail when it came to her. From making sure she was well fed and taken care of, to going above and beyond for her loved ones. Kevin was always vigilant. His forethought in sending guards and maids to Mina's home likely saved her and her unborn child from a potential disaster yesterday. The guards quickly rushed Mina to the hospital when her husband had yet again gone out for the night. Fortunately, the doctors saved her before any serious damage could have been done to her
The men dressed in the finest of attire were seated at the far end of the sumptuous hall, seamlessly discussing their ambitious business ventures and bold investment strategies. One could sense the confidence in the air as they contemplated each possibility, determined to make their mark on the world. The matter seemed important. But despite being in the midst of such a crucial conversation, Kevin's thoughts were elsewhere, preoccupied with her. His mind was filled with nothing but her.Her rejection had enraged him beyond what he had ever felt before yet he restrained himself from letting it out on her and left her alone last night. However the mounting frustration kept gnawing at him from last night until now, and it wasn't only him that it impacted. Those around him had to put up with his simmering rage too.His mind had been in turmoil since the previous night. Why doesn't she want him? He's everything one could dream of—he was rich, handsome, and had power and stature. He had
After a night spent in a haze of anxiety and fear, the next morning dawned with a beaming sky and a soft breeze wafting in through her opened balcony window. Emma sat up in tangled sheets, her head in her hands, and fingers entwined in her hair. Her night had been a relentless cycle of dread and chaos, and though the morning sun was offering a sense of solace, she still couldn't quite shake the feeling of unease that had been plaguing her. His words continued to repeat in her head. He had promised to set her free, so why did he say he wouldn't let her go? Why would he even want to keep her when he’d already got what he wanted? No matter how hard Emma tried, she just couldn't make sense of it. Why was he so confusing?Huffing with desperation, she stared at the side of the bed that appeared devoid of life. The sheets normally crumpled when he was in the bed were perfectly smooth as if untouched. The drenched towel that he wrapped around her shivering body lay carelessly on the couch,
It was exactly like those she shared with her husband. Yet, something was different. Kevin's kisses were more ardent, more commanding—as if possessing her body and soul.Cheeks flushed with a deep shade of red now, Emma tore her gaze away from the couple and glanced at the man sitting across her but found him already looking at her. However, the moment their eyes met, he looked away with a subtle smile leaving her heart pounding.Was he staring at her? Uncertain Emma gazed out the window again and watched the children, who had previously been playing happily, walking back to their homeless mother. Their mother was clearly in a desperate state, her tattered clothes barely offering warmth, and her sad smile suggested that she had nothing to feed her children. Emma's eyes dulled seeing the family in such a state. Life can be really hard to bear at times. Emma wanted to do something to alleviate their suffering, but she clenched her jaws realizing she hadn't brought her bag. A thought o
"Is this a formal dinner?" Emma asked, looking at the magnificent building that stood before her oozing opulence. "No," Kevin looked at her, and suddenly the seemingly enormous space felt intimate as their eyes met. "Just the two of us," He whispered and slid his warm hand down the small of her back. Emma's breath hitched as Kevin's touch ignited something strange within her. His touch felt different. More passionate, yet warm. Possessive but gentle. As they walked inside, her eyes took in the luxurious surroundings. Crystal chandeliers glowed from above, intricate carpets adorned the floor, and opulent furniture filled every corner. The high-end hotel was draped in a soft, dim light, illuminating a table for two next to a huge glass window. The dinner table was spread with a white cloth and the cutlery was a silver alloy. Two wine glasses were placed in the middle of the table right next to the candle.And as he said, there wasn't another soul in sight. It's just the two of them.
“This need is consuming me," he breathed out on her lips. "I want you, Emmeline," Kevin confessed, his breaths coming in heavy, controlled gasps. Before she could even reply, faint whispers drifted through the air and soon voices of women chatting filled the trial room. Embarrassment filled Emma as her eyes darted around, aware that at any moment someone could walk in. Surprisingly, she wasn't scared by the thought of sex today, as her body had grown used to his touch and she was fully aware that he wanted her for pleasure only. But this wasn't the right place for what he had in mind."We can't. There are people," she begged, trying to convince him not to go any further, but his eagerness seemed to be too much for her to handle. She was shaking in his arms and was seemingly unwilling but all he could care about was his throbbing need. "Don't fret," he purred as he kissed her swells again. "We've married in front of the whole world," Emma was surprised by his boldness, and although