Lucia stared at her reflection while sitting on a stool with the long oval mirror in front of her. She looked beautiful no doubt. Her lipstick was a fine red hue. Her hair was let loose with pink petals made into a hairpin. There was a bouquet of pink roses in her hands while she dared not to move because of her plastered thigh. The female servants were busy in now wearing her veil. One could tell that despite the full makeup done on her face she still looked gloomy and sad. Anyone around her would instantly tell that her aura was of that of a lost and sad kitten. None of the staffs spoke to her and Lucia preferred the silence and just allowed them to do their work. She only did talk whenever she felt some discomfort on her bandaged thigh. Lucia couldn't think of any other reason as to why Sylvester would want to marry a nobody like her. She never thought he would accept her proposal. After all he didn't know her nor where she came from. Or did he? No. Lucia thought and was quick to
Lucia could recall the hard blow to her belly. And, now she felt painful cramps under her abdomen. She still couldn't digest the fact that this was happening. But what could she do. Absolutely nothing. “We have all gathered here to join two souls together in a union. These two souls will pledge to themselves loyalty which is the most important factor in a marriage. Today I thank everyone who is present today to witness their togetherness. These two are to pledge out their duties especially the bride who goes by the name of Lucia Colleen. Are you aware of your pledge and duties, Ms Lucia?” The priest asked. Lucia nodded her head and replied. “I do.” “Ms Lucia. Do you accept here at this altar and in front of so many that your soon to be husband will be by far your superior. He will be your master and you are to obey his very word and command. To always please him and never ever leave this marriage no matter the circumstances until death takes you away from him.” Lucia knew the whole
Some of the guests came up to the altar to personally congratulate the newly wedded couple. Lucia had their breath in her throat and had to constantly force out a smile to receive the guests. Sylvester enjoyed her situation and didn't refrain from shamelessly groping her behind in front of everyone. Lucia had to admit her new life had just began right now. This wasn't what she intended and planned but this was where her life had led her to. She was more unfortunate than ever and she knew this since the day her home and family was lost. Still, she couldn't help but wonder how this man beside her who was her husband would treat her. She knew he was a beast to everyone but she also didn't know what he was actually like as a husband. It was a new Territory for both of them. “Come with me. And, don't forget to smile angel.” Sylvester led Lucia to meet some of the important guests that had come from far and wide just to be present at Sylvester's wedding. Lucia got to meet Sylvester's rela
Lucia briefly shared a hug with Ms Clarice who was their last guest. Sylvester smiled at her and Lucia tried to force out a smile but couldn't. Her lips were already hurting from curling her mouth too much. “I hope you come visit us soon in Madrid. I would love that Mr and Mrs King.” Clarice offered with her charming smile. Sylvester smiled more and got his hand around Lucia's back. Lucia stiffened but Clarice failed to notice. “I will probably take up on that offer someday. As it is. I am a very busy man who runs this city. Also, my wife and I would like to go on our honeymoon. The location is secret though.” Sylvester pulled Lucia close and kissed her cheek. Clarice smiled and tried not to laugh. She got into her car and the car was now heading out of their estate with both Sylvester and Lucia waving at the car's behind as it left the King estate. Lucia didn't know what to feel right now. It was a long hassle of a day and finally all the guests were already gone. She was exhausted
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓“I...I don't understand. I am your wife My Lord,” Lucia looked at him horrified while holding her side that now seemed to be bruised. Her eyes all teary and scared while looking at him. She wondered why he had to ruin everything. She was trying here. Sylvester grabbed her arm and Lucia was quick to shook her head all the while saying to him. “No! Please no! Don't do this.” Sylvester paid deaf ears and dragged her across the room by her arm. Lucia cried out and in the next second she was thrown on the bed. Lucia was lucky the mattress was soft and she wasn't hurt from the impact of the throw. She quickly got laid on her back and scurried herself towards the headboard. Her mouth partly opened and breathing hard. Sweat was filling her forehead. Her eyes were fully on Sylvester who was now loosening his tie. He got on the bed and Lucia pulled herself up until her back hit the headboard. “What's the matter angel. I thought yo
Lucia felt the deep sting on her back and the long black whip came again to hit her back. She whimpered and fought to speak through the gag on her mouth. Her eyes red and puffy while also shedding more tears. She wondered why he was now torturing her like this. As if her being raped wasn't enough for him. She moved when Sylvester's wet lips came to kiss her scarred back. At this point Lucia felt like dying. There was no way she could go on like this. Sylvester striked her back again with the whip for the third time. Lucia felt weak and hazy. Her body was growing weak. He was torturing and humiliating her at the same time and there was nothing she could do about it. She was trapped from the moment she said she would marry him. She looked at Sylvester from the corner of her eyes. Sylvester laughed and got to her neck almost twisting it before pulling her head up. “You wanted to be my wife right? Well this is the price to pay for becoming Sylvester King's wife. What's wrong? Don't you
Lucia spent hours seated on the cold floor of the bathroom with her face hidden in her palms. Unlike her marital room which was dimly lighted, the bathroom was fully lighted. It took Lucia a long while to stop her hiccups and tears from flowing down her face. Every second her memory kept replaying all the vivid scenes of his abuse on her body. With great difficulty she held the door knob tightly with her fist and pulled herself up. Between her legs was terribly sore and ached her a lot. She held the wall while limping towards the mirror and got both her hands steady on the sink. Lucia looked at her own reflection through the mirror and immediately Sylvester's words came to her head again. You are pathetic. He was right. She was indeed pathetic. Her temple had a red bump. Her make-up was entirely ruined. Her lipstick was smudged and her lips filled with cuts and bruises. Her hair was twisted and all over the place. Her entire body from her neckline down to her buttocks were filled wit
Sylvester burnt all of Liliana's outfits and dresses. Her perfumes and other items he had bought for her just a couple of days before the wedding. He burnt everything right in the middle of the room. His entire face was fuming as he looked down at the burnt pile of rubble. He didn't care that the smoke had triggered the fire alarm system. His eyes held only rage watching as all the items burnt into a pile of black debris. His whole body was like a flaming tornado ready to suck anything into it's turning tussles. Seeing Lucia adorn something that belonged to Liliana made him want to break her into two. He looked at his wife from the side of his raged eyes. He saw her weeping and almost hiding her entire face underneath the sheets on the bed. His ears picked up her almost sutle and silent cries. But he didn't give a shit about her. What concerned him more was locating Liliana and Fermin. Sylvester was only in sweatpants as he stormed right out of his room. The few servants working an
“We should be heading straight towards our bedroom, angel.” Sylvester said, his eyes glinting all the love and adoration for his only angel. Lucia smiled getting her arms more on his solid tattooed chest, her head also resting against his chest, while Sylvester rested his back against the wall next to the opened window. “We definitely should, my love.” Lucia muttered, a little exhausted, shutting her eyes briefly while taking in his sweet earthy scent. How much she loved being in his arms at this moment. Just the two of them embracing one another. “You have no idea how much this means to me, angel. I fucking adore you, am crazy about you, I've never been crazy about any woman before.” Sylvester kissed her hair and Lucia let out a low giggle. “I know.” A bit of pride edged in her voice. “That's because I'm unique. You'll never find a woman like me.” “You're fucking right about that, angel.” Sylvester admitted, wrapping his arms tightly around her body and sniffing her hair. Silen
Sylvester settled Lucia firmly on his desk, he pushed off all the stacks of papers off the desk along with the other objects, sending them all to the floor. The papers scattered into dozens of pieces all over the floor while the urge grew in Sylvester. Lucia shifted her ass further on the desk while Sylvester leaned closer and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her face closer till he smashed his lips against hers. Lucia moaned in his mouth as Sylvester continued to suck on her mouth, his wet tongue teasing the inside of her mouth. With his hand still clasped around her neck from behind, Sylvester pulled her roughly, pressing her body against his, allowing her breasts to be squeezed tightly against his rock hard chest, her front was glued to his front, as he continued to devour her luscious mouth which sent tantalizing sparks down her entire body. He pulled away slowly before turning Lucia's head to the side and buried his face into her long swan-like neck, breathing in, sucki
“Do you fucking want something?” “Yes. I fucking want you.” Sylvester raised a brow, “Did you just curse at me?” His expression was that of surprise. “Maybe I did.” Lucia flattered her lashes before looking at his face again. He was stressed out, the heavy lines were all crossed across his forehead. She felt bad and didn't like seeing him so out of his element. “You didn't come to the dining table this morning?” Lucia stated, normally it would be him who always waited for her at the dining table. It turned to a habit of his to never eat without her. Now Lucia didn't want him so distant away from her now. “I had important work to do. And, if you don't mind, I'll like to return back to my work.” Sylvester said coldly before he resumed on his work. “Where were you all day?” The question simply vomited right out of her mouth without her brain even processing the words first. But it was too late to take it back. He heard her. “And, what's with that attitude?” Sylvester glared at
Lucia patiently waited at the dining table for Sylvester. She chose not to eat and instead wait to eat with him. And, probably to have a talk with him as well to explain what had really happened. Since he returned very early in the morning, Sylvester hadn't given her the looks at all. In one moment he was in the shower, and in the next moment he was already gone right before her eyes. Lucia didn't like the coldness that she saw in Sylvester's eyes for her. It crept a painful feeling beneath the pit of her stomach. She didn't want him to not look at her. On the contrary, she wanted his entire attention just like before. His full attention on her always annoyed her to bits in the past, but now she craved even a little bit of his love and attention. The servers were all waiting on her beck and call, everyone's gaze and ears sharp for whatever the mistress might need now that she was pregnant and expecting the future heir. The door of the dining room opened, prompting Lucia to turn her
Sylvester quickly came out of the shock he was reeling from, his heartbeat raced ten times but his posture remained still, his firm grip on the gun in his hand didn't waver, his eyes deadly and warning Fermin not to do try anything stupid. “You came here to kill us? Well, uncle. You are too late. My pops, Liliana and my mom have all escaped and Lucia is also coming with me. She won't return to you. Unless in a bodybag.” Fermin smiled, his eyes flashing wildly. “Think twice Fermin. You don't want to do this.” Sylvester warned in a deep, calm voice. His eyes deadly piercing against Fermin. The warning in his voice could be clearly perceived. “And, why should I? I've got nothing more to loose at this point. If I go down, then your precious wife and your heir goes down too. You'll see then die right before your very eyes. So don't try anything.” Fermin didn't back down, his fingers tightly secured around the gun, pressing the mouth of the gun against her belly, leaving no other way f
“Your body is slowly returning to normal.” The doctor informed Lucia. “Doctor, is my baby alright?” Lucia asked, fear and desperation were felt in her low voice. She didn't know what she would do if something happened to her very first child. “Don't worry. The baby is fine. Fortunately, the drugs weren't completely injested into your body and I was able to be here on time. You have your uncle to thank for that.” The doctor smiled, his eyes coming towards Jonathan who was next to Lucia, his face seemingly etched and filled with worry for his dear niece. Lucia already knew Jonathan was a scumbag, she knew who he really was and she still couldn't fathom around the fact that Jonathan and Victoria are lovers, and Fermin is the product of that affair. She had overheard Jonathan spilling the truth in her almost unconscious state, though her body had been paralyzed, her ears still worked fine, and her eyes were still opened even though it was blurry. She was more than stunned and only kn
Sylvester took a long drag of the cigarette, in the hope of extinguishing the flames that were spreading across his chest, but nothing seemed to work at all. It felt like someone was burning him on the inside and the intensity and pressure only built up more. It felt like his soul had been taken away from his body, like an empty walking corpse. Realizing each time that his angel wasn't here with him, continued to prick him like he was burning in flames, the amount of fear that churned in his heart knowing he might never see her again was wrenching enough, far worse than any physical pain. Last night his men returned with nothing about her, and he decided to go out himself, it rained heavily all night but he didn't care running around the empty streets, screaming out her name like he had gone insane. He gritted recalling her. He hated her to the core for daring to walk out on him, for ever lying to him and deceiving him. But still he wanted her with him, he didn't know for how long h
Lucia could barely sleep all night. She had kept one eye open throughout the night, fearful of anyone creeping into the room she was in. Her fear knew no bounds ever since she found out she was pregnant. Her stomach made an odd sound of hunger but Lucia told herself that she had to hold on. The soup was more than cold already and the rich, wild aroma had completely died making her taste buds almost vanishing. She knew she had to eat something for her baby's sake and health, but she could never ever trust anyone in this mansion that was now like a cage for her. It was already 7am in the morning, the sun slowly beginning to peak out from behind the mountains and skylines. Lucia knew they weren't in the city but more like in the outskirts. Each time she thought that she wouldn't be rescued soon, the more she had her hopes very high on Sylvester's obsession and his intense love for her. A noise came from outside, the sound of the door kinking along with the shuffling of metal keys. L
Chacho had also revealed Lucia's entire past and her late father's business to Sylvester. He told him everything and about the meeting Danilo had with her to warn her against betraying them. Chacho blamed Lucia for Danilo's death but Sylvester was silent all the time. If there was one thing he knew, it was that his angel wasn't crooked enough to have planned her escape all by herself. Someone must have brainwashed her and made her to lie to him and leave him. But those bastards were wrong if they thought they could take away his angel. Logically they weren't meant for each other but Sylvester had fought through the reasonings of anything logic. Someone wanted to seperate him from his angel and he was going to make those people bleed for snatching his heart and soul away from him. “Bring her to me.” He demanded, his voice far more heavy with emotions and rage. He was mad about Danilo's death but without his angel by his side his life felt meaningless. Somewhere he wasn't able to beli