Chapter 5: He is here

~ADELE~

For my entire life, I waited for that moment when I could find myself in the arms of a loving man. I still remember I used to claim to my sister Amber. I would marry someone who loved me more than myself, and she used to laugh at me.

“Adele, it’s bullshit. Love is conditional.”

We always argued about this topic. Amber’s thoughts differed from mine.

“How could you be so sure about another man loving you unconditionally?”

“It’s a fact; we only fall in love with that person who treats you nicely, but what if he treats you like you don’t exist? Would you be able to love him?” She argued.

“I believe true love exists,” I proclaimed. She laughed and looked at my dad. Our dad used to see how her girls turned from his little princess to rebellious teenagers.

We used to fight and love, but we differed from each other. My dad was worried about her rather than me. He always thought she could change the world, while I am just a homesick puppy who could adjust to any situation. Amber liked to live her life on her terms and never understood the term compromise. She was bold and rigorous with choosing things. She had a clear thought: everything in life is conditional.

Lost in my thoughts, I watched people leaving the party while sitting like a showpiece. My train of thoughts rested when I felt a soft touch over my shoulder.

“Mam,” a maid came to me.

“Sorry, yes,”

“I am Maria; I can help you to your room,” she smiled as she picked up my veil and helped me to stand on my high heels.

“Thank you,”

We went through a big hallway; decorated with beautiful, expensive paintings.

“Who chose these paintings?” I asked casually.

The maid smiled. “Senor Costello,”

Woah, that means he exists in human form. I was wondering if I had married a ghost or what.

“Have you seen him at the party?”

She smiled and opened the door for me.

I stood there waiting for her answer, but it looked like every member in this house was instructed not to answer me.

I entered as she opened the light for me.

My jaw dropped when I saw the sight in front of my eyes.

A bedroom is like a living room, with a gigantic television across the wall. When my eyes landed on the bed, it took my breath away. It looks like a king-size bed covered in a white net canopy. A dim light chandelier was ready to welcome you in a relaxing way, while the floor had a fluffy white carpet. I was scared to keep my sandal on it; what if it got dirty?

Everything was white in this room. But soothing, uniquely. I took a few steps inside and saw a mini bar at the corner of the room. Is this guy insane? He made a whole world in his bedroom.

“This is your bedroom, Mam. Senor wants you to change your clothes,” she smiled, and I looked at her confusingly.

“But, I don’t have clothes?” I asked, still looking down at my bridal gown.

She pointed towards the bed. A fresh pair of lingerie was waiting for me to wear them. What? Is he going to show himself just to ruin my body?

“Maria, I am asking about my stuff. I need to get my stuff, my clothes,”

“Mam, all your stuff is in the closet. Your clothes, shoes, handbags, everything,” she added.

I sighed; how could I forget? He mentioned I could bring nothing from my home. She walked with me to show me my closet, which was bigger than my living room.

“Here, you can find everything.” She added.

I was startled, looking at this expensive stuff. “Make sure you get ready for him,” Maria purred as she closed the door behind my back.

I walked towards the bed and threw that exquisite lingerie on the floor. “Getting ready for a ghost, my foot,”

I opened the door, which I thought would open on the patio, but the door displayed a pool in front of me.

The water was clear and calm.

No wonder this place was beautiful, with a small personal pool in this bedroom. I closed the door and plumped myself on a chair, thinking of what would happen next.

Maybe he wanted to impress me with his rich status, but I was not ready to accept him over my body. I mean, how could you do this to me? You wanted to marry me and didn’t dare to show yourself.

I pulled my veil from my head and opened my bun. I never like to tie my hair for so long. This dress was itching me, but I was not ready to change until that bastard showed up.

I closed my eyes and tried to guzzle every moment of my present life. Suddenly, the lights went off.

Scared, I looked around and tried to find the light switch, but nothing worked.

The room was dark, and I was always scared of the dark.

Erected goosebumps from the back of my neck, telling me to run from this deadliest room.

With less sense of direction, I tried to walk toward the door.

Where I could call Maria, but there I hit something hard, maybe a wall.

“WHERE ARE YOU GOING?”

He smoked in his husky voice, and a zap of electricity went through my body.

I started taking deep breaths, and the next moment, I felt his warm breath close to my earlobes.

My eyes widened, trying hard to make my night vision stronger than ever, but nothing helped me.

“Who are you?” I took a few steps away from him and tried to see something to hit him.

I could feel his silhouette walking toward me.

“I am the man you were searching for.” 

I could only feel the voice dropping in my ears. I didn’t know what he looked like, but I was sure as hell he was taller than me.

“Look....” I didn’t know what to say; I was just trying to figure out where he was standing.

“YOU ARE NOT READY YET?” He spoke from the right side.

I shifted to the left to maintain a certain distance between us.

“Listen, I didn’t even know your name. I never saw you. How? Could you expect me to give myself to you like that?” I tried to convince him not to rape me, at least not now.

 I was scared as hell. He came from the back and pulled me to his bare chest. I could feel his warm breath on my earlobes.

He grabbed my waist with one hand while shifting my dress off my shoulder.

He bit softly on my shoulder and made me jump into my place.

“I can expect anything I want from you, Adele. I paid the price to own you. Now let me explore what’s underneath this dress,” he husked.

I turned and pushed him. I tried to escape, but he clutched my neck, his warm breath fanning my face. The warm water from my eyes turned into cold droplets, thinking of what he could possibly do with me. He dashed me against the wall where I could not escape.

“I was craving something that I had. But when I saw you...” He smoked in his dark voice.

“I want to consume you, defile you, corrupt you in the most immoral way. I will break you and give you everything until you call yourself mine.” He said and leaned over me.

“And then?” Mesmerized by his enchantment over my being, I could only imagine his appearance.

“And then you will know how a devil loves.” My senses stopped working. Hypnotized by his voice, I didn’t know when his lips crashed on mine. He sucked my lips so passionately that they burned. The blood flowed rapidly towards my mouth to sustain the action he was creating inside me. It was a passionate kiss, and not to forget, he stole my first kiss. Yes, he stole my feelings to feel the passion.

My hands pushed him away, but he didn’t budge from his place.

The tears kept coming from my eyes, as I didn’t know how to tell him to stop. I tried to punch him, but his grip on my neck was firm second by second. I was like a lump of dead meat underneath him who didn’t know how to tell my pain.

Luckily, he was a human who needed to breathe. He gasped for oxygen before landing again on me.

I jerked my neck and tried to speak.

“You want me to love you, but how could I if you will eat me like this? You are hurting me.” I touched my lips.

He blew a sharp breath over my forehead.

“Let’s change your clothes,” he husked as he gave me something in my hand. It’s dark, and I thought about changing my clothes in my closet.

“Here,” he added.

I hummed as I tried to grab the clothes from his hand.

“I said, let’s change your clothes,”

I stood there like a mannequin, watching his hands traveling over my body. He came behind me, racked my hair to one side, and opened every hook of my dress; it feared me when his cold fingertips touched my bare skin.

I never took over three minutes to change my clothes, but I stood there for over fifteen minutes as he explored every bit of mine. Finally, he kept a piece of cloth over my body.

“Come to the bed,” 

I could only feel the warm water coming from my eyes, which gave me a sense I was still alive. I thought he would not stop, but he made me lie on the bed and covered my body with a silk sheet.

“Can I ask you something? Why did you marry me when you don’t want to show yourself to me?” Finally, I mustered a sign of courage inside.

“You are my redemption for what I did in my past life.” He husked, sitting next to me.

I thought he would lie on the bed, but he was sitting next to me.

I was quietly looking at this dark silhouette, who must stare back at me.

I didn’t know when I went into a deep slumber while he was sitting next to me, watching me like a protector of the night.