TWISTED

I pull my bag downstairs, and my toe squacks as the outpoor from the cold floor hits it. I am trying to fight back my tears in all possible ways I can, but it seems it's failing me; it's dropping already, more like the silent ticking of the wall clock. I try to stop it, but when it fails to come under my watch, I let it fall. I don't think I deserve this. I don't deserve what is happening to me; I have wanted better; in fact, I deserved better—a better man, a better family, and any other good thing in life—and not this.Slowly, I lift my head forward, directing my eyes to my dad and siblings, who maintain a particular position in the sitting room. Their faces are all gloomy; he has wanted to say something, but as his mouth makes tiny moves, he dares not. He dreads me at the moment, and everything concerning me has been done. It's all over. Last but not least, I banter my eyes towards mom, who sits on a couch not too far from them; her head is slightly bandaged, which is why I had to u

I flee as far as my legs can take me. not to my room or anywhere closer, what the hell is wrong with me? I can't believe I almost messed up with my supposed ruthless billionaire husband.I really hate him, so why that sensation when his hands crept into my already wet p*ssy, and why did that little moan escape my lips? Why didn't I stop him even when I hated him so much? Why let him have his way with me and not stop him with a resounding slap like I have always wished to anytime he will ever lay a finger on me? "He irritates me, so why did I ever become his prey with well-spread eyes?"This thought and more rush through my mind as I rest my back on the wall. The only thing my confused soul needs now is a soothsayer to tell me the reason for my earlier behavior."How the heck could I fall that bad?" I kept wondering.Only God knows what he's going to see me as now. Maybe, as a mere slut and attention seeker who goes on acting all hard only to get lured to bed with ease, I would have al

"That isn't going into me, is it?" I questioned him, fearfully pulling away from him a bit, but that only annoyed him as he pulled me closer with force."You are mine, Mira; I bought you with my money, and you are my sex toy more than a wife, so stay calm and enjoy what I am about to do to you," he grumbles, and before I could make another statement, his bullshit drove into me, making me let out a painful but loud moan, loud enough to pull down the whole mansion."Bloody shit!" is the next time I hear from him. I had expected that, so I am not surprised a bit."You are still a virgin?" he asks, his face singing in anger, but a surprised look is also on his face as he pulls out of me."Yeah, I am," I reply shyly, my hands pulling the bed sheets closer to myself."The fuck!" he mutters, walking away angrily.I can't believe it just happened again. I am moved by his touch again."I thought we agreed never to get fooled by his touch again?" I bark at my emotions, still finding it hard to

I am in my room, observing rest. I glance at my wristwatch and breathe out.The introduction has ended, and everyone has returned to their various houses.I try so hard to fall asleep, but it seems impossible. This is the 10th time I am trying to catch some sleep, and it isn't working. I think my body needs to be comforted by the wind from the dark sky outside.I walk out of my room, going somewhere only God knows. I just need to get some fresh air at this point because I believe it's the only thing that can put me to sleep.I walk down each staircase, my hands jerking in the cold as a heavy wind sweeps through me, making me rethink my plan. Will it even be nice to receive ventilation in such windy weather? I need air, but not to be blown away by it."You better get your ass inside. "You can't possibly go out in such horrific weather," my mind screams out, and giving in to defeat, I follow its instructions and trace my steps back to my room."What are you doing out here this late? "Do

Arnold Pov...I watched as Mira walked up to me and only got pissed by the way she continuously stared at mom, who waved stupidly at her.She finally walked up to me after what seemed like forever. I take her hands, and wanting to be the gentleman I am not, I pull out a chair for her to sit on. the chair designed for both of us. Making sure she is well seated, I also take my seat.Now we are both facing the man who will join us together as one. He releases a sweet smile and decides to proceed.Minutes on....."It's finally time for the both of us to slide our wedding rings into each other's hands." I make eye contact with Mira, and her eyes aren't leaving mine."Gently, she pulls out my hands and, with a shaky hand, slides her wedding ring into it, and I do the same, and it's finally time to kiss. I watch in delight as her face twists into a frown because I know she is going to kiss me anyway. I have been waiting for this day for a long time. the day I will suck the living daylight of