"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
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
"She is so simple, I wonder why would Mr Smith marry her?" A young maid drew nearer to her friend and whispered, her fingers lighting the scented candles."No, why? I think she is quite beautiful. Jesus, how I wish I had hair like hers!" The other one stated as she skillfully arranged the white flowers next to the candles, the two together filling the room with their opulent fragrance. She returned her gaze to the newlywed's face. "Her eyes are so beautiful and sparkling.""But why doesn't she look happy? I haven't heard a word since she—"A low coughing sound echoed throughout the luxurious walls putting an end to the unnecessary whispering. The elderly maid Amanda threw an angry glance towards the younger ones who seemed more focused on talking about their new mistress than hurrying and finishing up their work. The maids gulped. It was strictly forbidden to discuss their master, Kevin, or anything he does. Fearful of the consequences, the younger maids sealed their lips and began wo
Emma could feel him even before she saw him. His alluring cologne, the warmth of his body, the intensity of his stare on her back. A wave of shivers traveled down her spine as she heard the faint click of the lock. The poor girl stiffened knowing what awaited her. Soon his footsteps grew louder and her heart began to beat faster. As she heard the subtle rustle of his clothes, she clasped the expensive fabric of her dress a little too tightly in nervousness. He was getting undressed. Her body tensed, hazel eyes shut in sheer dread. She didn't dare to look back. She couldn't! Kevin took off his coat and unbutton the top buttons of his white shirt, his bluish gray eyes keenly taking in her details as he tossed his black coat along with the bow on the couch. She was standing near the window, still wearing her wedding gown in which she looked more angelic and appealing. His gaze traced the gentle curve of her back, skimming down to linger on the alluring contours of her waist and curva
Emma's eyes widened in terror as she saw him yanking his shirt off his shoulders, allowing it to pool on the floor and reveal his firm tanned skin. It was a sight that most women would find attractive and enticing but not Emma. All she felt was fear. All she could see was her destruction. All she could hear was her nearly deafening pulse. Panicked, she looked into his smoldering gray eyes, which now brimmed with unrestrained desire, and her heart pounded with fear as she instinctively shrank back. He would surely dirty her tonight. "Get undressed for me," Kevin commanded and walked over to the bed's side table, his bulging muscles adding to her fright. Emma couldn't move. Her breathing became ragged as she watched him getting ready to devour her. To ruin her innocence. He was ready to devour everything her fragile body had to offer. Emma gulped. She had never been with a man before, never felt any kind of intimacy. As a woman, she had fantasized to reach this point in her life,
His heart skipped a beat. He's her first.Kevin remained motionless for a while, mind in chaos. In a complete daze. How is this even possible? Wasn't she dating that blonde guy? Even if the two weren't together, there has to be someone else. She was what, twenty-two? She couldn't possibly be a…fuck he never thought she would be a virgin. With such a desirable body, how did she even manage to protect her innocence? Kevin stayed still for a few more seconds, panting, his eyes locked on the crimson stain on the white sheets.While he sat between her legs, Emma couldn't bear to meet his steely gaze and looked to the side. She lay there, naked and vulnerable, writhing in agony as waves of pain surged through her.Oh how she wished for the ordeal to be over, but knew it was far from done. He had just begun. Her suffering had just begun. She was completely at his mercy.Kevin's eyes remained fixed on her face, taking in the sight of her damp hair matted with sweat and tears, her eyes held
Something was wrong. I could feel it. I've been worried about her ever since I left her in his room. She appeared so solemn and quiet. To be more specific, numb. As if she had lost everything. This is not how newlywed women behave, especially when their husband is such an influential and desired man. Something was clearly wrong. Something I couldn't quite pin down.Her eyes, no matter how hard she tried to hide, I couldn't forget the sorrows and fear that were reflecting in those hazel eyes. Was she perhaps coerced into this wedding?But why would Kevin force her when he didn't lack anything himself? He's perfect. He's every woman's dream. Jesus, nothing was making sense at all. I couldn't reach any conclusion. Her pale face and those sad eyes were all I could recall. She exuded an aura of melancholy and uncertainty, as though she was going through something very hard. My mind wandered back to the first time she was brought here. She seemed fine. Yes, she was quiet back then t
As the tragic night neared its end, the bright rays of the morning sun flooded the room, driving away the remnants of darkness. Yet, for her, the shadows enveloping her life remained impenetrable, indifferent to the sun's feeble attempt. Only if these rays could diminish the dark that had besieged her life too. Nothing however could make it happen, she knew. No light, no matter how brilliant, could breach the depths of sorrow that had burdened her heart and soul. Frail and broken, she lay beneath the silk sheets. Her puffy eyes fluttered open, only to be blinded by the streaming rays of light. Blinking in confusion, Emma wearily rested her head back on the pillow for a few seconds allowing her blurry vision to slowly adjust to the dazzling morning light. With her cheek still gently pressed against the silk pillow, she looked around dumbfounded. The dark walls exuded an air of mystery, magnificent chandeliers dangled gracefully, while a huge window framed the breathtaking view of
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