All Chapters of Married To The Villain : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

William walked up close to Sophia, his eyes narrowing as he studied her face. He could feel the tension in her body as he gripped her arm tightly, causing her to wince in pain."Or... wait," he said, his voice low and menacing. "Is there something you're hiding from me? Or you want to go elsewhere?"Sophia's heart skipped a beat as she felt William's grip tighten even further. She knew that he was suspicious of her intentions, and she didn't want to give him any reason to doubt her."N-no, William," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just... I just wanted to spend some time with my sister."William's eyes flashed with anger as he pulled her closer to him, his grip becoming even more painful."Don't lie to me, Sophia," he growled. "I know when you're hiding something from me. Why don't you want me coming with you?"Sophia could feel the fear rising in her chest as she tried to calm William down. She knew that he could become violent at any moment, and she didn't want

Sophia carefully selected a new dress from her wardrobe, trying to ignore the aches and pains in her body. She couldn't bear the thought of wearing the previous dress that was now stained with William's spill. As she began to put on the new dress, William entered the room and walked over to her.Without a word, he stepped behind her and started to zip up the dress. Sophia felt a shiver run down her spine as his hands grazed her back. As he finished zipping up the dress, he spanked her hard on her ass, causing her to cry out in pain.She winced in pain and felt tears welling up in her eyes. William whispered in her ear, "No one must see those marks on your neck. Apply enough makeup to cover it."Sophia nodded, not daring to speak. She didn't want to anger William any further. After a few minutes, Sophia finished applying the makeup to her neck and checked herself in the mirror. It wasn't perfect, but it was enough to cover up the bruises and marks. She put on some earrings and applie

Natalie admired the bracelet for a moment before turning to Sophia. "So, tell me, how's life in William's mansion? You really caught a big fish, sister."Sophia's smile faltered for a moment, and she looked down at the bracelet on her wrist. It was a symbol of the life she led as William's wife, a life of luxury and excess. But it was also a prison, a cage that she longed to break free from."Life at the mansion has been..." Sophia trailed off, struggling to find the right words.Natalie looked at her with concern. "Is everything okay, Sophia?"Sophia took a deep breath, her eyes flickering over to a painting on the wall. It was like one of Andrew's works, and she had always found solace in his art."The mansion is beautiful," Sophia said finally, her voice soft.Natalie sat across from Sophia, a hopeful expression on her face."I would love to come and visit you at the mansion, Sophia," Natalie said, her eyes shining with excitement.Sophia's reaction was not what she expected. Sophi

Andrew watched as Sophia's mood changed instantly at his words. He could sense that he had said something wrong, and his heart sank. "Did I say anything wrong?" he asked, concerned.As Sophia walked up the stairs, Andrew remembered the last painting he had done of her. It had brought back memories for her, and he felt guilty for bringing it up. "Shit, I'm sorry, Sophia," he said, his voice filled with regret. "I didn't mean to bring back memories. I'm sorry."Sophia turned to him, her smile returning. "It's not your fault," she said softly. "I wanted the painting, anyway. So, don't blame yourself."Sophia turned and continued up the stairs, leaving Andrew standing there in the living room. He watched her go, feeling a mixture of emotions.Andrew stood there, watching as Sophia made her way up the stairs. He felt a deep connection to her, and he knew that she was going through a tough time. He wanted to help her, to be there for her, but he didn't know how. He sighed, all he could do

William strode out of his study and closed the door behind him with a resounding thud. He knew Sophia was upstairs, and he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of anger as he thought about what she might have been doing while he was away.As he climbed the stairs, his grip tightened around the handle of the gun that was now safely locked away in the safe. He had to remind himself to keep his cool, to not let his temper get the better of him.When he entered the room, he found Sophia lying on the bed, her eyes closed as if she were asleep. He walked over to her, his expression unreadable as he trailed his fingers lightly over her face.Sophia's heart was racing as she tried to keep her breathing steady, willing herself to stay perfectly still and not give herself away. She knew that William could be dangerous when he was angry, and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of his rage.As William turned away from her and made his way to the mirror, Sophia let out a small sigh of rel