Chapter 5: You'll Suffer The Consequences

Amelia sat on the bed, crying her eyes out when the door suddenly opened and Dylan walked in.

Amelia hurriedly stood up, and she swallowed nothing when she saw the angry look on his face. He looked so pissed that he could literally kill someone, and maybe he was going to kill her.

Dylan walked up to Amelia and he grabbed her neck, slowly choking her.

Amelia kept on tapping his hand, as she was struggling to breath.

"D D Dylan." She choked.

"You and your family deceived me, your sister eloped with another man and now your parents have fled the city." Dylan growled.

The news of her parents fleeing from the city hit Amelia hard, she couldn't believe her ears, she wanted to say something but Dylan's grip on her neck was too strong.

She slowly felt her life leaving her.

Dylan tightened his grip even more, he felt like killing her right there and right now, but he managed to stop himself at the last moment.

"Arrrg." He screamed as he pushed Amelia on the bed with a great force.

Amelia fell to the bed, coughing loudly, tears were streaming down her cheeks, she used her right palm to massage her neck which was already red.

"You'll pay for this Amelia, mark my words, you get married to me through deception, you'll suffer the consequences for you and your entire family's mistake." Dylan said.

Amelia managed to catch her breath, then she stood up to face him.

"D Dylan." She called, but she was rewarded with a slap on her cheek.

The force he had used to slap her gave her a cut on her lip, blood oozed out of the place that was cut.

"Don't you dare say my name, you have no right to take my name you bitch."

"I wanted to get married to your sister, not you." He barked.

Amelia bowed her head, then she wept silently.

Dylan raised her chin up with his fingers, making sure her eyes met his.

Amelia shuddered at the hatred his eyes held for her, his eyes were cold and emotionless, they held nothing but hate for her.

"If you think I'll ever accept you as my wife then you must be sick in the head." 

Amelia wasn't in the least surprised to hear this, she wasn't expecting him to accept her, after all, all her life, no one has ever accepted her, and she got used to it.

"I'll never accept you as my wife and I'll never love you." He said, his words cut deep into her heart.

Dylan let go of her chin.

"I should divorce you and send you away right this instant, but no, I can't do that, not when I haven't made you suffer." He said with an evil smirk on his face.

"And now, you'll face your first punishment, you want to be my wife huh, you'll face what happens to them on their wedding night." He chuckled, but it was one filled with bitterness.

He grabbed Amelia by the waist and pulled her closer to him.

Amelia let out a fearful yelp, as she struggled to free herself from his hold.

"You're not that beautiful." Dylan said, ruining his fingertips down her face.

"But that doesn't mean I won't have your body."

"And don't even think of struggling, you should only do as you're told, otherwise, you'll regret it, I swear you'll regret it." He said manically.

"P please." Amelia begged, but he pushed her on the bed and got on top of her.

She tried pushing Dylan off but he slapped her again.

"Didn't I say you shouldn't dare to struggle." Dylan said darkly.

"Don't make me order for you to be flogged." He threatened.

The thought of getting beaten scared Amelia, she had no choice but to give in, all she could do was cry silently.

Dylan got off her, then he pulled her up.

"Strip." He ordered.

"W what?" Amelia panicked.

"If I have to repeat myself, it'll be with a slap." He barked.

Amelia's hand went to her back, she was trying to open her zip, but her hand couldn't reach it.

Dylan raised his brow in a questioning manner, wondering what she was doing.

He finally got it after watching her struggle for sometime, he swiftly turned her around, then he opened her zip, Amelia's wedding dress fell to the floor, leaving her in just her bra and panties.

She felt so embarrassed to be so exposed to Dylan.

Dylan unhooked her bra, then he took it off, he pushed her on the bed, then he took off her panties next, leaving her completely naked.

His eyes feasted on her curvaceous body, her full and firm boobs, and her clean shaved pussy.

Dylan hastily undressed, he threw his clothes on the floor, then he got on top of Amelia.

He grabbed both her boobs with his hands, his left hand messaged her left boobs, while he sucked her right nipples.

A small moan left Amelia's mouth, and she mentally slapped herself.

"No, I shouldn't let myself feel any pleasure for this man." She thought.

Dylan sucked on nipples for sometime, then he left her nipples, he began trailing kisses down her stomach until he got to her pussy.

Amelia couldn't tell the reaction her body was having, she wanted to hate what he was doing, but she seems to be liking whatever he was doing instead.

He got up, then he spread her legs apart, and when she had tried to resist, he used his hands to hold them apart.

He put his face at the entrance of her pussy.

"W w what are you doing?" Amelia stuttered.

Dylan's sexy blue eyes met hers, and he smirked.

"Get away from me, what the fuck are you doing?" Amelia half yelled.

And the next thing she felt was his mouth on her pussy.

What!!

He literally just kissed her pussy!!!.