Chapter Three

Kabanata Ill: Wife

"HMMMN.."

I moaned because of the softness of the bed. Wait, where am I? I can smell the scent of the bed I'm lying on. I could hear the rustling of trees from the window.

I wanted to open my eyes, but it was so heavy that I couldn't. I still want to sleep in bed. Very comfortable. I also hear something like whispering. I frowned when I heard the familiar voice of Helen.

"she just needs to rest. she looks tired from running last night."

Wait, where am I?

"Okay thank you." I heard a baritone voice reply to Helen's saying.

"Hmmmm." I moaned again. I moved in my bed, but I winced when I felt the arms and legs . That's when I decided to open my eyes.

The first thing that stood out to me was the dirty white color of the high ceiling. At each corner there is an elegant design of cornices. In the middle, there is an elegant chandelier hanging. Wait, where am I? This is not my room! The ceiling in the house is just a roof!

I got up because of that, at the same time I grimaced again because of the pain in my back and the slight pain of some kind of scar on my arms. I immediately looked there. And one by one what happened last night came. My discovery of the agreement. The wolves chasing me. The human being of a.. wolf. I swallowed. Is it true what happened yesterday?

"Are you all right, huh?"

I turned to the source of the voice.

Helen's worried face was revealed to me. But I looked past him when I noticed someone standing behind her.

It was stuffed and leaning against the wall near the door. He was slightly bowed, but he looked up when he noticed that I was looking at him. His familiar face revealed itself to me, except for the color of his eyes.

Not red, not like last night saw 1<0. Scarlet.

I retreated to the corner of the bed, trying to get away from the man who was now looking at me. He.. he was the man who changed form last night from being a wolf. I can't be wrong.

I looked away and bowed. I tightly held and hugged the comforter that was still covering me. Suddenly, something came up

my chest What will he do? Will he hurt me?

"Leave us alone, Mother Helen. We'll just talk." I heard this order from Helen. I immediately looked up and looked at Helen. I stopped her as she stood up, pleading with my eyes not to leave me with the man in front of us now. But instead of doing that, he smiled slightly and came closer to me. He immediately hugged me, rubbing my back.

"Lucas is kind." it whispered then released from my embrace. I just looked at her before she left the room.

I looked at the man Lucas who was in front of me now, his silver eyes were staring at me. The fur stopped me in the way it stared. I was once again stuck in my corner where I was. I admit, I'm afraid of him. I bent down and hugged the comforter tightly again.

I heard his sigh, at the same time the bed moved. I was even tighter in the corner when I felt him close to me. I can feel his scary aura.

"How are you?"

The trepidation I felt at that question seemed to spontaneously disappear like a bubble. I looked up, our eyes met. But I was the first to avoid, I bowed again.

"I'm asking you, how are you feeling?" I could hear the restraint in his voice. I swallowed and folded my arms.

"It's fine." I tried not to stutter, but it must have been caused by the trembling in my chest.

The whole room fell silent again.

I felt the bed move again. I saw it out of the corner of my eye as it walked towards somewhere, and when it faced me it was already carrying a tray. I spontaneously looked up to find out what it was, and a.. breakfast was revealed to me.

"Have breakfast first."

I looked at him, causing me to stare into his eyes. He looked away then handed me the tray.

"Eat first, we'll talk later." He just said lion and walked away from me. It headed for the door. Before leaving, he looked at me, we met again, then he left the room completely. I was biting my lip, his cold turning.

I looked at the contents of the tray, a plate with only rice, eggs and bacon, then there was water and a bowl of soup. There is still a banana on the left side of the Plan. My stomach rumbled at what I saw, maybe I should have breakfast first.

After I finished eating, I cried. Just in case, I'm still cringing at my loose arm. I feel like I want to give birth, my whole body.

I looked at the scars on my arm. It's like I'm the only one feeling sorry for myself because of the scar I got. Maybe because it was yesterday. I held my breath. I look like I wrestled a lion on my arm.

I sat up straight when I heard the doorknob turn. Manang Helen was spat out from there. I felt relief. I thought it was him.

He smiled as he approached me as he closed the door.

"Are you feeling alright?" he asked. "A little, But, my whole body is shaking."my response on him .

"Possible reason is because you were tired from running yesterday. You reached the boundary of our village."

I was surprised by what Helen said. I reached the boundary? Did I run that far? That's why my body hurts.

"Oh hey, Lucas clito just sent me here because he said you two were going to talk. He's in the library room."

I was stunned when I heard the man's name. Lucas.

"Can you do it?"

I looked at Helen who was ready to support me. I smiled slightly at him.

"Don't do it, baby.. I can do it."

It turned after I said that. I removed the blanket covering my leg and started to move out of bed. I hadn't even gotten down when I felt the stinging pain in my leg, arm and back again. I moaned out of nowhere.

"Are you alright?" Helen asked worriedly.

"It's fine ." I will reply immediately. I put on the slippers that were on the floor and tried to stand up, I groaned again when I felt my leg being grabbed. Argh.

"Don't stand up anymore. Just sit there and rest your body. I'll just tell Lucas that he came here---"

"D-don't! I-I can do it. It's embarrassing!"

I tried to stand up again but I groaned as my leg started to hurt again. Again.

"Telling you not to move, stubbornness. There you are. Sit there. If I see you move, you'll hide from me."

I winced at what Helen said. I suddenly remembered my mother because of what she said. I held my breath.

"Alright, you'll be there first."Manang Helen just said that and then walked out of the room. When the door closed I returned to the middle of the bed. I rubbed my feet. I just noticed the white pair of pajamas I was wearing. Maybe it was Helen who dressed me?

I looked around again. I still can't help but marvel at the luxury of the entire room. You wouldn't think  is so beautiful with the old fashioned look of the mansion. Don't judge the book by it's cover.

I held my breath. In exchange for my life now is the good life of my family. I still can't accept that they did that to me. But it's hard if you understand it, for the family. But what about my rights? My freedom? I can't seem to achieve that.

I looked up when I noticed the turning of the doorknob, at the same time the door opened. Thinking that it was Helen, I smiled. But that disappeared as soon as the man and I looked at each other—Lucas.

It closed the door and I heard the click of the lock. My eyes widened because of that.

"Why did you lock it?" I asked him nervously. He ignored me and walked closer to the bed. He pulled the chair from the front of the dresser and made it face me. He sat there and crossed his arms and legs. He leaned back a little in the chair and stared at me. I bowed because I was suddenly struck by the way he was staring.

"Why? What's wrong with locking the room?" he asked. I bit my lip because of that. I want to answer him, he might do something bad to me! I saw what happened last night.

Involuntarily I huddled in the corner of the bed again. I looked up to look at him, his serious look met me.

"Are you that afraid of me?' it was an emotionless question. I bowed down. I didn't answer right away. He stood up from the seat and I felt the bed move. Trembling hit my body again. I held the comforter tightly and looked at him. He crawled closer to me.

There I noticed up close his thick eyebrows, his long eyelashes, the gray color of his eyes, his piercing nose and his red lips, which fit the shape of his face. He has a little mustache that adds to his good looks. I can't deny that, I'm blind when I say he's not handsome.

I was surprised when I noticed that he was very close to me. I immediately looked away from him.

"Why? What are you afraid of?" It's almost a whispered question. I swallowed when I noticed that his voice was different from what I heard. As if, it revives my other personality. "You must learn not to be afraid of me. Because from now on, we will always be together." its continuation.

It came closer to me. It's like I became a captive with his body. I closed my eyes because of that. I felt him leans forward causing his nose to hit my neck. I groaned silently. I could feel his hot breath hitting my neck. I bit my lip, as if I suddenly couldn't breathe.

But I gasped when I felt his lips touching my neck. That's when my hands moved. I applied it to his broad shoulder to try to push it, but I couldn't because it seemed like my strength was disappearing. I can't find it.

It was green, but it came even closer to me. He started kissing the neck . I closed my eyes tightly. I should stop him, I should push him and slap him for what he is doing. But why can't I do it?

His lips moved upwards. Now it's in my throat, towards my chin. My lips parted. Gosh.. I can't even imagine feeling this way.

But I moaned out of nowhere when his lips landed on mine.

This isn't my first kiss, but when he kissed me it seemed like it was my first again.

Wait, how did the conversation get to clito? Before I could answer that, the kiss deepened. I moaned even more when I felt how he was exploring my mouth. At the same time, I felt his hand crawling on my back. Down from my nape to my hips. I clung to her clothes very tightly.

What the hell.. is he doing to me?

just for a moment we both broke the kiss. We catch our breath together. I leaned my forehead on his chest. Goodness, did this really happen?

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. His eyes looked at me looking at my parted lips. His gaze also moved to my eyes, at the same time he was grinning. I felt my cheeks suddenly turn red because of that. I immediately looked away from him. And that's when I finally noticed the position of both of us.

His two hands were on either side of me. My hand was tightly clinging to his darnit. It felt like I was burning when I let it go. At the same time, I plan to stay away from him. But it was too late when I realized I had nothing to back down from. The headboard of the bed is against my bed. I bit my lip and looked into his eyes.

"You're beautiful.]' he whispered.

I stopped there as my cheeks heated up. I looked away from him. My heart was beating so fast, and I felt like he could hear it.

"Lucas.." I whispered his name to let him know that I was uncomfortable with what he was doing. But I saw the glimmer of a smile on his lips.

"W-Wait L-Lucas.. a-ahm.." shit!. I want to tell him that if he can, he should distance himself from me.

"I thought we'd never see each other again." I heard him say. I quickly frowned because of what he said. See you again? What does he mean?

"I'm sorry for what I did to you." he let out a deep breath. "I did the easiest way to get you." Continuation of this.

I don't need to ask what he means. Of course, he loaned my parents a lot of money to the point where they couldn't pay it back. But what I wonder is, why did he say that was the only easy way to get me? What?

I just kept quiet and didn't act. I will listen to what he has to say. Maybe I'll find out the reason why he does this.

"I thought you wouldn't notice me anymore. I thought I wouldn't be able to be with you anymore.. That's why I have to do it out of desperation..."

I bit my lip. My chest beat faster at what she was saying. What does this mean? Choose? Notice? Why?

"Many die of delusion." I just said it. I have once been able to imagine. Look where I went. Now the distance between us is just a fiber.

He stared intently into my eyes. I wanted

to look away but I don't know why I can't do it. A smile appeared on his lips.

"Why? Have you ever wondered?" he asked me. I was taken aback by what he said. Why did I say that?

I noticed his face approaching me. Unlike before I just gave in, now I avoid. At least I could say that my brain is still working properly. His lips landed on my cheek. I was secretly cursed.

He didn't move. The surroundings became silent.

I could only hear the two of us breathing.

It's as if the events that happened just now are registering one by one. I blinked and secretly cursed. You flirt Marial

It let out a deep breath before completely distancing itself from me. He sat well in front of me. Anyway, I breathed a sigh of relief. But I was stunned when I felt him reach for my folded hand. I stared at him and saw him examining my scarred arm. He did the same to my other arm. His expression showed concern. But I know I'm just imagining it. He is the reason why I will never be able to be with my family. I laughed bitterly secretly. by the way, I should know my place in this house.

I tried to take back his grip on my arm, but he wouldn't let me. I am again looked at him.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked and looked at me. Our eyes met, and I was once again fascinated by the beauty of his eyes. I nodded involuntarily. I just came back to my senses when I noticed him approaching me again. But now, he slowly lifts my left arm. And what he did next surprised me.

He licked my wounds. I felt pain, but after what he did, I was again surprised to see . T-The wound is gone! I felt like I was stoned in my seat. How did that happen?!

I couldn't move because of what he was doing. I just watched him. Good thing I didn't pass out. And when that was over, he looked up at me and smiled slightly. I know my mouth is still agape because of what he did. He seemed to notice that so he brought his face closer to mine.

I should have refrained and asked how he healed my scars. I should confront him if this is part of his...being. That what I saw last night was really right, that I wasn't just looking around.

Now I was thinking as he brought his face closer to mine. But I don't know why I closed my eyes when our lips met. Gone. I gave up again. My palms came to his wide chest, it only lasted a moment, then he pulled away. I opened my eyes and when our eyes met, it was like I was lit by a fire when I realized what had happened. I bit my lip and looked away. I heard his weak laugh which made my feeling of shame increase.

He took the grip of my hands on his chest. Then he held it both. He held my hands and started playing. I raised my eyebrows because of what he was doing.

After a while he let go of that too. He grabbed something from his pocket. After a while I saw that he was holding a small black box. He opened it and took a room. But I almost gasped in shock when I found out what it was. A... a ring

Suddenly, my heart beat faster and my lips were covered in no time due to so much panic. My eyes were still focused on what he was holding that at first I didn't know why he had it. "Did you like it?" he asked smiling. I looked at him with wide eyes. Our eyes meet. His smile widened when he noticed my reaction.

He then immediately took the ring on the box. He placed it beside him. I followed his every move, until he put a ring on my hand. I quickly felt the cold metal on my ring finger.

I stared straight at it. I don't know what the band is made of, but its white color matches a small circle in the middle. It's like a small moon I'm seeing and it is surrounded by small studs of diamonds.

I don't know how many minutes I stared at you while you were on my finger. I blinked a few times.

"Your happy?" He broke my shock. I quickly looked at him. I can clearly see the joy in his eyes.

I was immediately taken aback by what was happening.

"W-w-.. what... what do you s-say? Why would I like it? Why would I be happy? Why?! That's for me? Wait. W-what?!" I literally stutter because of the saying . I can't look at him properly. The darning question started forming in my mind. I returned the tone to the ring on my finger. I can't help myself to admire its beauty....

Can I get that ring?

Is he proposing? Wait.. is this in exchange for our family's debt to him? To marry him?

"Of course it's yours. Who else should I give it to? You're my wife after all."

That's when I turned to him. I caught the last thing he said.

My wife?!

Wait? I'm his wife?!