BELLATRIX... The marriage procedures were shorter than I thought. Victor somehow managed to gather my necessary documents and submitted them alongside his. Then we exchanged our rings. Once it was done, we walked out of the government office as a newly married couple. Finally, it's done... I feel nothing remarkable after marriage; it turned out to be very simple. All it took was a few dollars for a certificate that is valid for only a year in our case. "Give me your hand," Victor said suddenly, stretching his hand toward me. I tugged on my lower lip and placed my hand on his. The warmth of his touch pleasurably spread within me. Slowly, he raised his other hand, revealing a beautiful bracelet before my eyes. "I-it's beautiful," I muttered, mesmerized by the beauty of the bracelet. He did not reply. Instead, he locked it around my wrist and looked at me. "It's your wedding gift." "Ah!" I gasped, once again glancing at the shimmering bracelet. "B-but wh-y?" My voice was
"Of course! Let's meet at the 'sea house'!" She said excitedly, and I agreed. I took a bus and soon reached the seafood restaurant, with Mathew trailing behind me. It was our regular place before she went overseas. A few minutes later, my best and only friend showed up. Her beautiful face lit up as soon as our eyes met. She hurried over, embracing me in a bone-crushing hug. "Oh babe, I missed you so fucking much!" She exclaimed, earning attention from others. I smiled at her. She is always like this, feral and willful, just like me. The only difference is, I'm timid, while she possesses the bravado to be herself. We entered the restaurant and selected a corner seat that would keep me away from prying eyes. Mathew took a seat at a table before mine. Luckily, Stella didn't notice him yet. She waved her hand to a waiter, who soon arrived, and we placed our order. Mathew also ordered something; God knows what, but luckily, he wasn't following me like a regular bodyguard and catching
BELLATRIX ..."M-my parents!" My voice trembles, "W-why!?"Why would he want to see my parents? I agreed to this marriage to keep my distance from them, but he..."Yes, I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes." He says and hangs up before I can process all of it.As I stare at the black screen of my phone in a daze, a sudden snap from Stella brings me back. I look up at her; she is waving her hands before my eyes. "What's wrong? Why do you look so pale? It was your new husband, right? What did he say? Did he mess with you? Tell me!" She starts firing questions at me.Sigh..."He wants to visit my parents," I murmur."That's it?" She scoffs. "You were reacting as if he asked for your kidneys! Come on now, Trix, you're married now. I don't think your family or Neil would harass you anymore." She argues, "What if they bless you now and give you the love you always yearned for? You're married to a Ryder after all.""He is not a Ryder," I frown. He is Dubov, unlike those arrogant Ryders, and a
BELLATRIX... After a while, the car stopped in front of the villa. "We're here," he says. "I know." Muttering with a little displeasure, I open the door to step out. "You go first; I'll return after parking the car, okay?" he speaks, and this time, I turn to see him. The truth is, I'm not quite confident about going there alone, and for some reason, I want him to go with me. I part my lips, yet nothing comes out when a realization adorns my idea: we are only a contract couple; a year later, our ways will be parted. Who would I ask then? The thought makes me swallow the words that were almost on my tongue, and I shake my head. "Okay." I get out of the car and watch him drive toward the parking lot before I turn to the villa. Home it was to me even two days earlier, but now... sigh. Inhaling a deep breath, I step inside with a racing heart. It feels so strange, as if I'm intervening in someone's property without permission. Am I supposed to feel this way regarding my own
VICTOR...Both their gazes are on me; I only care for one, though: my newly married wife. Her hand is cold, and I can feel her dull nervousness enveloping her as she stands up against her mother. Yet, I'm proud of her nonetheless for speaking up.My gaze shifts to her mother, who is perhaps still in shock. Her lips quiver as her eyes travel between Bella and me."H-how... W-when d-did you..." Her words tremble. "Wh-what is he talking about!?" She finally regains her voice to snap at my wife, which she must not.My eyes blaze, and my grip tightens on her hand. I just opened my mouth when—"You heard it right; we got married." Her non-hesitant tone pauses me as my eyes return to her.Her beautiful face is cold, her innocent orbs look... tired and helpless. Her chest rises and falls heavily; I'm quite sure she is anxious, but once again, the determination in her tone makes me elated.My admiration, however, is not long-lived. Her mother gasps and dramatically turns around before running
BELLATRIX...I said it... Yes, I did, and I fucking mean each word I said. It was so suffocating when they blamed me for all the wrongs in their lives, but it aches deep within my soul when they started insulting a man who did nothing but be generous and caring to me, and I couldn't take it.I had once believed in the love of a family. I used to think that no matter how much one suffers, when family is around, all pain redeems... I was wrong; my family crushed my belief a long time ago. It was my foolishness and blinded emotions that made me ignorant of their arrogance and biased nature.The look on their faces is full of disbelief, including my newly wedded husband. The only difference was that I saw worry in his gaze instead of my parents'. I squeezed his hand, signaling to him that it's fine.After a while, "Bellatrix Genevive Valdez! How dare you!" My father roared, his eyes red as he took a step forward threateningly. I was quite sure I was about to be beaten in the next few seco
BELLATRIX...Thankfully, he didn't drag it out any longer, and closing my side of the door, he entered the driver's seat. For some reason, the atmosphere in the small space is tense.I notice him from the corner of my eye; he stared at the road and drove out of the parking lot, merging onto the highway. Suddenly, he sped up and almost started racing down the road.I gasp, turning to the cold man. His jaw is clenched tightly, and his forest-green eyes are fixed on the road. "V-Victor, what's w-wrong?" I ask hesitantly, slightly fearing his sudden change in mood.He does not respond; instead, he increases the car's speed, passing all the other cars very dangerously, making my heart pound madly as my hands clench onto my dress.Why is he doing this? Is it because of what my parents said? Sigh... I shouldn't have stopped him when he wanted to visit them. I don't know why I turned greedy even after knowing their true face. Because of my selfishness, he suffered for no reason. Swallowing
VICTOR... She stares at me with her lips parted, her eyes wide, and disbelief dances in her gaze. "H-help mm-me?" Her voice shakes. I give a slow nod. "I will." And I mean it; those people deserve to be treated with the same disgust. I do appreciate her bravado in front of her parents, the way she spoke up against them, defending me and finally proposing to cut ties. I was truly surprised. Frankly, I did not realize that they had no ounce of kindness for her; they treated her worse than one treats a stepchild. When she ran out of her home, none of her parents tried to stop her. Instead, they threatened me to leave her again, as if I would be scared of them. Although my one glare forced them to leave my arm, I know they'll find different ways to hurt her. Seeing her devastated and crying in the road stirred something within me; my heart tightened coldly, which arose my anger and forced me to drive fiercely here. I needed to calm down that strange turmoil in my heart. I could sens