All Chapters of YOU WILL NEVER BE MY GOD, FELIX.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

🦋 BENITA 🦋Everybody has a story to tell, but I think mine is the worst. Being unfortunate is a curse that’s clinging onto me so desperately that I fear it might follow me to my grave.Police officers are friends to nobody but money. In my experience, when money started to speak, I was silenced.Right before their eyes, I was bundled and thrown into the car, but everybody said nothing.As we drove out, I struggled to escape, with a hard smack on my head, I blanked out.I was dragged into the mansion as always, a place with four edges of tall walls, a place where I could hardly breathe, a place that reminded me of nothing but sorrow.“Take that brat to my room.” Mr. William’s voice echoed out.I was thrown roughly on the bed, clinging onto the blanket to suppress the desperation to be free and tears of frustration that flooded down my face.Soon, Mr. William walked into the room laughing sarcastically, an old man like him who should repent and prepare to die, how can he be so demonic

🦋 BENITA 🦋This morning is exceptionally strange, even more so than the countless weird mornings before it. Today is the 25th of September, 2024, a day I absolutely refuse to accept. If only night could stretch on indefinitely and day could be cut short—or better yet, if there should be no day at all.I couldn’t help but think something terrible was going to happen, and deep down, I was preparing myself for it. No bad news was going to meet me unaware again.Mr. William has sworn to make my life completely miserable while blaming me for the death of his business partner and the amount of money he lost, because his business partner died before signing the contract.His problem wasn’t because someone died; his problem was that he died before signing the contract.“You useless thing, you should have at least made sure he signed the contract before his death, I told you that contract was very important to me,” he screams every morning, reminding me of the trauma I was trying so hard to

🦋 BENITA 🦋I had already listened to my intrusive thoughts before the other part of my brain told me to stop. I gawked at Felix, who still hadn’t recovered from the shock, and I quickly backed off.Clearing my throat, I walked towards the first room I came in contact with, stormed in, and shut the door. After what felt like an eternity of pressing my ears against the door, I finally heard Felix’s footsteps, but he seemed to be coming closer.Suddenly, the door knob twisted and he walked into the same room I was in, startled, I went ice cold as we stared coldly into each other’s eyes.“Are–are you here to kill me… for talking back at you?” I whispered.With his eyes not leaving mine, he muttered, “Not yet, I’m here because this room is mine.”My lips formed an “O,” and I immediately walked out of the room, shutting the door behind me.I walked into the room opposite his. Yes, he asked that I stay in a room far from his, but I was determined to do the opposite of everything he says. I

🦋 FELIX 🦋I walked into the mansion, replaying the last thing my grandmother said, “You don’t have a say. You are to get married to her, so be ready.”Out of everyone I could be married to, why Rose? My grandmother cares about nothing but business; to her, happiness is business.Benita stood at the center of the living room, pacing around.As soon as she set her eyes on me, she ran towards me, “I was waiting for you.”I scoffed, “Who are you to wait for me?” storming inside my room without giving her a second glance.***🦋***The week went by quickly, and during the week, I never set my eyes on Benita. She’s in her room when I’m leaving for work, and when I’m back from work. Even when I check the security camera, she’s never appearing in the sitting room, kitchen, or balcony.I picked up the suit I’ve been blankly staring at for hours, it’s hard to believe I’ll be stuck with Rose under the same roof.I got ready for the wedding and stormed out of my room. “We prepared the car,” one