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 curvaceous hips. No doubt she was looking like a fucking goddess in that dress but Kevin wanted to see it off her body. He preferred to see her wearing nothing, but his marks and fuck this thought alone gave him a hard-on. Kevin poked his inner cheek with his tongue as he sat on the couch and observed her vague reflection in the glass window. Although she hadn't yet turned around, her nervous instincts depicted that she was aware of his presence. Kevin poured himself one of his finest wines and raised the wine glass to his lips, eyeing her reflection in the glass window once again. She was squeezing her eyes shut, her teeth chewing on her bottom lip. His gaze was then drawn to her clenched fists and the slight tremble of her arms. He could sense her fear. Reading her was never a task for him. Kevin waited for her to turn around but she didn't. Was she aware that he was watching her?Observing her nervousness and timid actions, Kevin's smirk grew. She was too innocent and naive for someone as depraved as him. "Come here," the man said in his deep, velvety voice, effortlessly filling the silence and saw how her breaths fastened and her teeth sunk even deeper into her lower lip. Emma squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the worst. He's going to take her. He was going to ruin her.She knew her efforts against him would be futile, she couldn't stop him today. He would not stop, he would claim her. After all, this was the sole reason he created all the chaos and made her life a living hell. Despite being aware of all of this, Emma couldn't bring herself to accept the harsh reality of her fate. She couldn't accept the fact that she sold herself to him. With her body frozen in place, she stood there, grappling with the weight of her decision."Stop testing my patience, Emmeline. I don't have much. Come here," he snarled, his piercing gray eyes simmering with both anger and desire. Despite his command, she remained rooted in place. God, she's scared."Now!"Emma flinched. Her fearful eyes met his bluish gray as she slowly turned around. He was sitting near the bar wearing no coat or tie, and even his shirt was completely unbuttoned, allowing a vivid view of his muscular torso. Emma lowered her gaze and walked towards him while holding her white dress, whose length made it difficult for her to move. Kevin's lips curled up into a devious smirk. He was unequivocally pleased with how she obeyed him. Her eyes were downcast. She couldn't bring herself to look into his eyes. Moments later, she was standing in front of him."Sit!"Unintentionally biting her lip, Emma glanced towards the chair adjacent to his seat, but before she could act on her thoughts, he spoke again as if he already knew what she was contemplating. "On me!" he let out and spread his muscular thighs. Emma's eyes widened and her lips parted in shock. His demand was obscene. It was downright vulgar. She looked at him, her muscles tensing at the way he was looking at her. For a brief second, there was a tense silence as they both stared at each other."I don't like repeating myself," Kevin warned, voice changing from deep to threatening. His patience was on the verge of shattering. "Sit down, Emmeline!" Emma swallowed, her insides trembling at the way he addressed her. It was as if he owned her. But it was a bitter reality that he actually owned her. His voice was so deep and commanding that it made her body to shiver and her throat went dry. Blinking back her tears and gulping down her shame and pride, Emma lowered her body and sat on his thigh, making sure her weight was on her toes. It was a gullible attempt to avoid sitting on him but he seemed to have sensed her intentions.Kevin shook his head letting out a sinister chuckle and pulled her higher, placing her butt right on his crotch. A low growl left his lips as her butt brushed against his cock. Emma yelped in panic, her hazel eyes widening at the realization, and she struggled to get up but his arm curled around her tiny waist securely not letting her move. "Relax, will ya?" Kevin warned in a low, commanding voice, his warm breaths—a rich blend of mint and wine— delicately caressing her neck. Leaning in, he pressed his moist lips on her earlobe making her squirm in his hold. "Be a good girl for me."His voice was very deep, raspy. Emma fought the choking sensation in the back of her throat and clenched her dress hard. This was extremely humiliating. How did her fate lead her here? She was close to tears, but her pride refused to crumble in front of him."You can't own me,' remember these words?" Kevin husked and arched his thick brows, the gesture itself alluring. Even though his tone was calm, his words managed to hurt her deeply. How could she forget this? Those words were hers. The memories came flooding into her mind when she challenged him that his money can't buy her. But today, she was sold to him. He had bought her freedom, her dreams, and her dignity. "Now look at who you belong to, Emmeline Smith."Her name intertwined with his sounded wonderful to him. It was like music, but better. However, it hurt her deeply. She knew he was taunting her, purposefully trampling all over her bruised pride. Emma stayed quiet. She had nothing to say.Kevin cocked his head and stared into her downcast eyes."Look at me!" She didn't or rather she couldn't and smothered a sob not being able to endure what he was putting her through. Nothing came out of her mouth. No words. No sound. She felt small and weak under his intense gaze. Emma sat there with her head bowed down and eyes filled with tears, unable to look up even for a second. Oh how much she wished she could disappear somewhere and never see him again, but she was completely helpless under his stronghold.Kevin clenched his jaws seeing her not responding but took his time looking at her closed eyes and quivering rosy lips wondering what seriously made him want her. She was quite young and exuded an unexplainable innocence. But then again, it was her innocence that made him want her more. The desire to have her beneath him trembling was driving him insane. He gently caressed her cheek with his knuckles before reaching into her hair and loosening her bun. Her silky locks spread across her bare shoulders in seconds, capturing his attention. Kevin lowered his head and sniffed her floral scent. It was calming him down strangely. "Are you still unaware of the situation you're in?" Kevin asked, sensing her reluctance. She was awfully quiet today. After saying that unwilling 'I do' she hadn't uttered a single word since. Emma nibbled on her lips and squeezed her eyes, not wanting to cry in front of him. She had no choice but to stay silent and let him do as he pleased.'You chose it!''You chose the pain.''I own you.''I might take a life as well.'His threats repeated in her mind over and over again. Despite her best efforts, tears rolled down her cheeks as she felt his fingers touching her most intimate parts. She wanted to stop him, yet she couldn't. He had successfully caged her in his invisible chains of threats and terrors. She was bound to obey him to keep her family safe.Kevin leaned in, rather desperately and grabbed her lips with his, slowly moving his to taste her sweetness. His fingers squeezed her waist as he caught her bottom lip between his lips and sucked on it.Emma whimpered in his mouth but didn't let him inside nor the kiss was reciprocated by her.After a short while, he drew back and looked at her. Her cheeks were the brightest shade of red, and her eyes were moistened. But he didn't give a damn. He leaned in once more. Her delicate fingers clenched his shirt tightly when he brushed his hand on the underside of her breast and gave it a hard squeeze gaining entry into her mouth. A couple of tears cascaded down her eyes due to his roughness but he couldn't care less. His desire for her was like an insatiable hunger. The things he had been fantasizing about were nothing compared to what he was feeling right now. It was pure bliss. Kevin's kisses gently trailed down her jawline and onto her neck, sniffing her intoxicating sweet scent all the while. He could feel her shaking and sobbing but he couldn't stop himself. Not today! He had waited enough for her.His frantic kisses eventually came to a halt feeling the cold sensation of the diamond necklace she wore. With his head still nestled in her neck, he gently unclasped the necklace, placed it on the counter and kissed her neck again, this time with much fervor. Her vulnerability was making him go insane.Emma clenched her dress. She was not comfortable at all because he wasn't making her comfortable. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she felt her knees getting weaker. She was still seated on Kevin's thigh when his hands began to undress her slowly. Before pulling back and holding her zipper, his hand briefly brushed against the sides of her breasts. Flickers of terror were visible in her eyes as he brought her zipper down slowly. Very slowly. His fingers fumbled over her neckline but before he could drag it down, and expose her chest, Emma panicked and got off his lap. Her breaths were painfully fast. Kevin stood up too, enraged, and grabbed her by her waist, pulling her in. "Dare to push me again and I swear I'll take you in every fucking way. I'll show you hell," his voice changed from deep to threatening. Emma winced in fear, her dry throat couldn't help but move up and down, bound fully to contain her sobs inside."You are my wife. This is what you signed up for. Bear it!" Emma was aware of it. It was her decision. She chose to lose herself rather than her loved ones. Still, her heart was aching. "N-no," she let out meekly, her heart seemingly reluctant to accept it. Words seemed feeble in situations like these, it was hard to stand in front of him knowing his sinful intentions. Her breathing became more rapid and erratic. She tried to put her arms between them as her breasts were continuously rubbing against his skin but it enraged him. For a split second, his eyes grew darker, it seemed like burning in a fury that could turn everything into ashes.Kevin took a very sharp breath to control himself. Her denial was pushing him off the limit. He had never waited for someone as much as he did for her. And now there's no going back."No?" He raised an eyebrow as he posed the question, his tone implying he was daring her to oppose him. Kevin looked to the side, smirking before he roughly shoved her against the wall and pressed his warm body against her."You don't get it, do you?" His gaze grew intense."Have you forgotten how you undressed yourself here and begged me to fuck you?" Kevin growled but all he heard in response was her muffled whimpers. She was breaking!"You are mine, Emmeline. The moment you signed those papers, you became mine. I can do whatever the fuck I want with you," he rasped earning another whimper from her due to his firm hold on her waist. His words were repeating over and over again in her mind, blurring her vision."You belong to me!"He tightened his grip on her back pulling her more snugly into his embrace, her soft mounds pressed against his muscular chest once again. The more she squirmed, the more his hold got tighter. "And I have every fucking right to take what's mine.""It's time," he breathed on her lips. "Let me show you how I mark my things," with that, his other hand held her waist, lifting her off the ground with ease he moved over to the bed and dropped her down on the white sheets.He's going to claim her, he's going to consummate the marriage that meant nothing more to him than caging her and asserting his dominance. The moment her big eyes full of fear and vulnerability met his, dark desires to destroy her innocence surged through his veins. Kevin knew her consent was dubious, or maybe there was none at all but he couldn't control himself any longer. His desire for her was like a ravenous beast, voracious and relentless that cared nothing for right or wrong. The consequences be damned. The world be damned. His morals be damned. He wanted her, truly, madly, insatiably.She's like a drug he's hopelessly addicted to.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
"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
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