Ten

Sienna Pov

 “Oh really! Is that the new tactic? Well, you’re so bad at playing so get your fvcking ass off my bed.” Julian raised his voice, as it cut through the silence in the cold mansion sharp and cold, reminding me of the hostility of my fate as his lips curled into a smirk with every given opportunity. 

“Oh Julian, not today please.” I shrugged, turned to the other part of the bed and pulled the blanket over my body when suddenly, Julian jumped over the bed, yanking me off where I laid on, I lost my balance and tripped over from the bed to the floor. I let out a sharp cry once my butt landed on the ground and even while I tried to stand up, Julian gripped me roughly by the arms and kept on dragging me to the bathroom floor. 

“Julian please.” Now, tears trickled down my cheeks as the pain increased but he wouldn't listen until I agreed.

Slowly, I picked myself off the floor with much effort, swear broke on my forehead and I just couldn't endure the pain down there as I walked. I was left with no choice but to agree. 

Julian grew impatient as his eyes darted to the wristwatch on his hands and then to me who found it difficult to climb the bathroom. He walked towards me, I trembled, taking a balance by the wall when he yanked my hands off and dragged me into the bathroom and without warning, he switches on the cold shower. I shuddered, holding onto my breath as I wrapped my hands around my body. I was still in my clothes, I hesitated to take them off but with his eyes burning on mine, 

“Five minutes to meet me in my car.“ He spelt out with so much authority. I shrugged as I took off my clothes and had my bath. As the water touched my body, tears rolled down my eyes. 

This was never the married life I dreamt of — not cold sheets and stares, to crown it all, not some cold commanding husband. 

I sobbed for quite some minutes and once his voice replayed in my head. 

“Five minutes.“ I turned off the shower and hurried back to the bedroom. There was already a dinner dress on the bed. Its greeness gives some strange coolness to the heat that boiled in me. 

I dressed in silence but the clothes was skinny and revealing, exposing my thighs and cleavage. I couldn't wear that to a public event. I took my phone and place a call to him .

“Julian, I can't wear this to the gala. It's too revealing.“ I complained and after a brief silence from the other end, all I heard was a scornful laughter that sent me trembling in the bedroom. I retreated in my steps as though he was here. 

He switched to video. 

“Let me see.“ I took the phone off my ear and placed the cameras so it did portray the wear just as it was. 

“Not bad hun, just a description of who you truly are.“ I shifted uncomfortably as I fiddled with my nails, I was almost offended, but I just couldn't show it, instead I bit my lips as if accepting defeat..

“Now, join me here!“ He roared in anger, his voice ringing so loud in my ears that I closed them with both hands, shutting my eyes in fear. 

The drive was cold as unspoken words hung through the dead silence and once we finally arrived at the hall, Julian halts abruptly and slams his lips against mine. I stayed still at first but his sudden desire was off, he wasn't gentle like the last time. He kissed me rough and took off the seat belt from his chest turning on to me as he cupped my face and kissed me so aggressively. 

I never reciprocated or planned to, instead, I wriggled under his grip, but he wasn't having it easy. He pressed the car adjustment and the seat went slow, enough as if I laid down. He crossed over to my end, unbuttons his shirt with so much speed as if he were a lion that couldn't wait to devour his prey. 

“Julian, please I…” I tried to say but instead his lips on mine kept me breathless as he forced his tongue to explore in every side of my mouth, while he took his hands to my breast and squeezed them.. my voice swallowed in his mouth. I should've resisted and fought harder but..

“Ummhh ..aishhh.. jul..“ I said in between moans. I never wanted him but right now, my sex urge grew, I reciprocated the kiss and it was just us both lost in our lustful and burning desires. My body betrayed me and I was torn between lustful desires. 

And then I gave in, not out of love of just lost, but because this — was actually better than his dominant self. I grew impatient and turned him over, taking off my dress till I was without a bra and he, I took off his waist belt and threw it to the back seat as my hands trembled while I unzipped his trousers.. he helped me get down there faster as I was stuck with my gown. As I kissed him with no pace, one of his hands savored my round full breast and the other he sucked it, his saliva cooling the sensation I felt there. My senses grew wide, I couldn't stop, I ran my hands on his chest as he turned me over — almost recklessly, but now, I didn't care. 

I let him fvck the hell outta me, 

“Ah fvck..hard… harder, Julian.“ I pressed on, lost in this unexpected intimacy when suddenly he stopped. 

“What's wrong Julian?“ I stared confused as I spoke almost breathlessly. 

He stood up from me, and now, the Julian that was just lost in this endless lust we had for a few minutes returned to the same cold man from home. 

“Dress up.. we're going in.“ He said in a cold tone that sent chills down my spine. I trembled as I wore my bra and then the dress. 

He stepped down from the car and turned to the other side, to open the door. No one spoke a word, it was just me conflicted and he — I never knew what always went through his mind. 

He spread out his arm like some fairytale priest, I frowned and took it as we went on. 

As we stepped in, I adjusted my dress, my hair was already a mess and there wasn't much to do so I only reapplied the lipstick I wore to a much neater one. 

With cold stares on us, and whisperings in each corner of the hall, I just knew this gala wasn't for champagne and smiles, the cold vibes breathed competition despite unspoken words.