All Chapters of To tame the wild horse: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Grusha's POV:As soon as I opened my eyes, I involuntarily bend over the sink and threw up everything that was inside my stomach. I wonder if there were any. After throwing up, I washed my face and lifted my head to catch a glimpse of myself. My cheeks and nose were crimson red and red veins of eyes were highlighted in the white of sclera. A headache was forming in my head and my nose was running. I grabbed the towel back and dried off my face before keeping it on the counter. I took a few hobbling steps back and my eyes unknowingly fell over the scar on my hip. I slightly rotated my leg to get a full view of the scar.Touching the scar, I trace it along to the end of it, at the inner thigh. It does its job. It reminds me of that day. It reminds me of those filthy touches. It reminds me how I was almost raped by that jerk. It reminds me everything. Just like he wanted to. Sighing heavily, I made my way out of the bathroom to bedroom without caring to cover myself. I always had this ha

Gruha's POV:"Or be mine."When he uttered those words, my breath hitched and I blinked my eyes in confusion."B-Be yours?"I asked him again to confirm that I heard it correct."Did I stutter, sweetheart?"He asked, still caressing my lips. His slow touch did no harm to me, yet I found it hard to breathe when he does it. I am sure as hell that I am not going to victor so, apparently, this is the only choice I get. I don't understand what he meant by that. But I know that whatever it is, it is either stay with him or stay with victor for me."W-What do you mean?"I further questioned him to know what exactly he meant by that. I sort of have an idea what possibly his words can mean but decided to ask him directly without presumptions."Marry me."His voice penetrated my ears as a whisper and my body freeze hearing him. Marry him? Who is a total stranger to me? I have never been much of a fan of marriage or relationships but I am aware enough to know that marriage is not just about sign

Grusha's POV: My anxiety was kicking in my mind and my knee wouldn't stop shaking. It must be about 5 in the morning and we were out on bridal shopping as he called it. I didn't see the necessity to hold a ceremony as I have already signed the marriage certificate. So, it doesn't matter if we vowed in front of a priest or not. But, as always, I didn't have a say in that other than coming along with him which I am doing right now. I bit my lip in anxiety and suddenly I felt a warm contact over my knee and when I looked down I saw his large palm grabbing my knee preventing it from shaking. The warmth I got from his hand, travelled up to my core making me close my legs, after pulling my knee out of his grip. I was about to put my head on the window when he gripped my thigh firmly, digging his nails into my flesh. "WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT NOW? I HAVE ALREADY SIGNED THE MARRIAGE CETIFICATE, HAVEN'T I? THEN I DON'T SEE THE NECCESSITY TO HOLD A FUCKING CEREMONY TO SHOW OFF THE WORLD THAT W

Author's POV:After coming back, Grusha stormed inside, without looking back and Damien stood at the doorway, looking at the disappearing figure of Grusha blankly. Maybe, just maybe, she didn't expect him to look at her in that way when he saw her scars. Though they came back from the mall, Damien wasn't still over with what he saw at the fit-on area. He was still thinking about those marks on her body. He knew that those scars told a hidden story and he wanted to know it somehow. But his trance if thoughts was broken when Luca reminded him that he has to get ready for the wedding.Meanwhile, Grusha went straight to the bathroom and took a shower, knowing that she needs to get ready, nevertheless. When she came back from the shower, her eyes instantly landed on the beautiful wedding gown on her bed.Earlier when she was busy admiring the anklet Damien chose a wedding gown according to his will. It was a Schiffli lace appliqué on tulle over allover lace ball gown, beaded drop-waist bod

Damien's POV:“A partire dalla sua confessione, non è mai uscita dalla villa durante il periodo in cui ha servito per Rafael. Nessuna guardia del corpo era stata ammessa all'interno della villa tranne una.”[As of the confession of him, she has never stepped outside the mansion during the period he served for rafael.no bodyguard has been allowed inside the mansion except for one.]“Chi è lui?”[Who is he?]“Si chiama Giovanni ed è stato l'altro che abbiamo trovato con lei nella sua villa quel giorno.”[His name is Giovanni and he was the other one we found with her at her mansion that day.]After dressing up, I had to pay a visit to my office, in order to meet my lawyer to finalize the legal proceedings regarding Grusha’s inheritance. Though she is not aware of that, these things need to be done before it is too late. There’s this thing I have learned from my life that you need to claim what is yours before someone else snatches it from you. She is the only living person from Aslanov