Chapter:- 1

Flashback: -

"Clary baby."

The woman in question turned off her phone before turning to her husband.

"Yes?" she smiled up at Damon, admiring how hot the man looked in his suit.

"What were you doing there?" Damon stalked closer. Before Clary could even reply, Damon snatched her phone away from her hand. "Is someone messaging you to become there Is it any of my rivals? Is it that man from Japan who saw your face last month? Are you going to leave me? You are fucking cheating on me."

"Damon!" Clary shouted, her eyes hard and angry, "What the fuck are you saying?! I was just--"

"Why did you change your password?" Damon's face turned ice cold. "Are you hiding something from me? Are you cheating?"

"Shut up!" Clary screeched before taking a deep breath. She rubbed her forehead before replying, "I changed it to the date we found out I'm pregnant. Is that a crime?"

Damon just hummed and unlocked the phone, not even bothering to answer. What he found was the home screen of a clothing website that catered to pregnant women.

"Are you satisfied now, Damon William? Or maybe you need to go through my phone and my chat history?" When Damon proceeded to do just that, Clary huffed and got up and said, "Don't talk to me tonight."

Her husband quickly threw the phone away and hugged Clary from the back. The pregnant woman just chewed the inside of her cheek to stop herself from snapping.

"I'm sorry, love," Damon said, rubbing his cheek against the back of Clary's neck. "It's just that you're so pretty; I'm scared someone will steal you away. You know I love you too much, right?"

"You could at least trust your wife, the woman who is about to birth your child in five months!" Clary shouted, feeling her headache come back, "I'm supposed to be emotional and snappy right now, not you. I'm honestly scared of when I'll lose control and become an emotional mess."

"Why are you scared, love? Are you scared of me?" Damon kissed the soft skin of Clary's shoulders and said, "You have no reason to be scared of me."

Clary huffed and rolled her eyes. "What if I say something and that makes you jealous, huh? I will not have control over my hormones in a few months, but you have no control over your emotions right now! You might as well throw me away because I'll become too much of a burden, just like my mother and my family did."

Damon froze at Clary's words before turning his wife around. The angry woman crossed her hands over her plum chest and refused to look at Damon.

"How could you say that?" Damon slowly sank to his knees in front of Clary. "How could you say that when you own my heart, my soul, and my everything?"

Clary's breath hitched when her husband opened her shirt in the stomach area.

"How could I even think of throwing you away? And you are comparing me with your mother and your stupid family?" Damon kissed his wife's navel before dipping his tongue inside. Clary moaned and shook at the stab of pleasure. "I love you so much, baby. And now you're having my baby."

Clary watched as her husband licked all over her slightly bulging belly. The man kissed every inch of the sensitive skin. Damon then looked up at Clary.

"I will never let you go."

"And you really don't need this stupid phone; it's all because of this."

'No, it doesn't.'

Flashback Over:

Since the age of three, Clary has been alone; her mother left her, and the people she should call family abandoned her; she never experienced the meaning of family or love; she grew up in an unhealthy environment; she grew up understanding that true love or emotional attachment does not exist in this world; but then she encounters him, her future husband.

No love was involved, just a planned marriage between two strangers. Clary heard about Damon's William's even before she married; she heard how cold and crazy he is. One day, her father came home and informed her that she would be marrying Damon Williams. No matter how hard she tried to refuse, no one listened. And she knows why?

Her father basically sells her to Damon Williams for some shares.

For the past eight years that she has been married to Damon Williams, her life hasn't completely changed; no matter how hard he tried to change or help Damon's behaviors, she failed.

Damon's always kept talking about how much he loves Clary, but the only thing Clary sees is Damon being overly obsessive toward her and more controlling.

As time went by, Damon Williams' situation became even worse. Clary desired a divorce to escape her toxic and unhappy life, but whenever she mentioned it, Damon would prevent her from seeing her kids for a whole week.

Clary POV:

After eight years, I still hoped that the man I was forced to marry would change for the better, but I never anticipated that within a year of me being kind and genuinely caring for him, everything would improve. He doesn't have a good past like me, and his unhappy childhood will lead to this. Not only am I uncomfortable in this marriage, but I am also scared of me and my two kids' future.

Damon William's claims to love me: I can accept and confirm that he really used to love me, but then his love turned into obsession. I hoped everything could change one day.

I just woke up and realized that this has been a dream all along and that I should just be free again, but then this is something that will never happen. My once-free life has completely changed; everything is not the same. I would rather have chosen to be disliked by Damon, and he just let me go immediately after we got married, but then the opposite happened, and he was completely changed.

I know the deal between him and my father; according to their agreement, he will divorce me after six months, but Damon. Damon William is the devil whom no one understands.

It's not like he really cares about me; he is only controlling my life and shaping me into the kind of person he waited for me to be. I am just an object that he will manipulate and shape wherever he goes.

It is unlikely that anyone desires the relationship to be the way he wants.

End of Clary POV:

"I have prepared breakfast; wake up and shower, then come downstairs." Clary told her husband, who was still in bed. Damon lazily opened his eyes and yawned. He looked at Clary, who was standing beside the bed. Damon extended his hand to grab his wife, but Clary immediately moved back subconsciously. Damon's face darkened, his eyebrows came down together, his gaze became sharp, and his lips narrowed at the corners.

Clary swallowed hard, knowing that it was not a good idea to anger Damon early in the morning.

She took a deep breath and moved closer to the bed. Damon smiled and pulled Clary closer. Clary didn't resist, and she obediently lied down on the bed, and Damon hovered on top of her. He then caressed Clary's face, eyes, and nose down to her lips, then placed another kiss at the side of Clary's neck, his gaze possessive, making Clary really feel uncomfortable.

"You're still very beautiful; I am going to work; make sure to behave; reply to my text messages and calls on time; be sure to inform me whatever you're doing; tell me if you want to get out; I will stop everything that I am doing and come accompany you; you aren't allowed to go out alone; I am doing this because I care about you and I am protecting you." Damon said that and pecked Clary's lips, then got off the bed. Clary sighed and looked angrily at Damon, who was heading to the showroom.

What danger will she encounter? She encounters the danger of being kept in this big mansion alone every day without going out, being watched for every little movement, being forced to receive calls and answer text messages after every half an hour to report what she was doing, not being allowed to interact with anyone or meet anyone, having her phone calls and messages tracked, and being unable to do anything without her husband's permission. For years, she has had no privacy or freedom, and sometimes she wants to run away from all this. But she knows she can't.

She can't leave her children with her monster husband.

"Controlling my life is the only thing you know. I am tired of all this Damon." Clary whispered, not daring to say it out loud; otherwise, she would be in deep trouble.

She got up from the bed, wiped her lips where Damon kissed her, and left the master bedroom.

As Clary opened the door, she saw her son and daughter standing at the door. They seemed to be eavesdropping, but they immediately moved back when the door suddenly opened.

Alex, who was seven years old, and Jenny, who was five years old, rushed towards their mother, worried written all over their faces.

"Mom, are you alright? Nothing happened to you, right?" Alex asked, and Clary smiled and patted her son's head, not forgetting her daughter too.

"Mom is fine; let's go downstairs and wait for your dad to have breakfast. Remember, you have school today." Clary answered and smiled, reassuring the two that she was really fine.

She knew her kids were worried; they're already used to seeing her and Damon quarrel and their arguments escalating and ending, with some more new rules, which neither of them likes it.