13 Giving in

"Thank you…" He whispered in my ear making me raise my shoulder. "…I almost forgot it is our wedding night." And, I swear everything stopped. My brain that I never ever found quiet was silent. There was nothing from there. No voice, no thoughts, and no maybe nothing while the place he kept his hand seemed to be awakening on its own.

"You…" I tried to say but was turned around and had my mouth squeezed in his other hand. "You don't want to know what I will do if you uttered a single word without asking for my FUCKING PERMISSION." I shivered and blinked looking at his cold eyes but he refused to apologize for his tone or anything. I, who was clueless about where it was all coming from, knew that he can't do this with me.

"I…leave me." I was beyond disappointed in the man who was my legal husband. And, wanted to cry a river about it.

I tried to push him using my hand on his chest to make some distance but only felt him being so strong. He didn't budge and I used even more force whimpering with frustration.

The little hair over his chest made me realize again how it is my first time touching a man's chest but he didn't budge and I had to shout with my misty eyes. "I said leave! For God's sake! Are you dumb?" I tried to get his hand off my waist but gasped when he tilted my head,

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Huh? This Cinderella doesn't want her prince charming anymore or what? Wake up, slut!…I am the same man you work so damn hard for!" He gritted at my face.

I don't know what he was saying anymore because I was only looking in his eyes that somehow told me he won't back off. There was evil lurking in his eyes while his mouth didn't know anything despite hissing like a snake whenever he decides to open it.

"I don't know what are you saying? Get your hands back, Matteo. Can we talk like humans?" I said but was furious slapping his hand that tried to get down touching me as I pushed him even more.

But he only seemed to enjoy and stared at my neck. I couldn't help but recall my engagement day when he treated me so delicately. His shy eyes that humble smile and calculated words…now were nowhere to be seen. That day I liked everything about him. And, it was the reason that I didn't sleep a single night without reading about him. For two months I told myself that I was betrothed to the most well-mannered person and he made me disgusted with him in two minutes. Only behind these closed doors now he was showing me his true colors.

"Let me go, I…you are not what I think you were. I…I was told…Why? Why you showed you are caring and…you trapped me? I…I will myself ask for separation if you won't."

"Till death do us apart, honey?" He seethed over my mouth and that only got me more feared. I didn't want us this close. I can't understand why he doesn't let me go already when I was clearly asking him to.

I narrowed my eyes at his sinister smile. "And, let me add a secret. You will be the one going way…before me," His threat made me still. Was he planning to kill me? I writhed feeling his manhood when he held my body to him. This time I jerked away to look down.

I wanted him to get his clothes for God's sake. "We…we can talk about it like adults, Matteo!" I trailed when I found him dragging me to where the bed was.

"Why don't you put on your pants…please…and we can…we can talk about how we end this. I-I know you don't want to be part of this. I-I completely get it now. Pleaseeeeee…" I pleaded but gasped in surprise when he pushed me on the bed.

"I…I am leaving!" I cried out as I tried to sit.

"I dare you to leave me…" His warning tone was enough to shake everything in me. I had my head low because he wasn't sober enough for me to look. "…forget about it. I dare you to get out of my bed or refuse my touch one more FUCKING TIME!" He shouted making me jump. I stared at him blankly while my lips started trembling when he held my chin up. I hated when a tear slid off my cheek but there was hope. Hope he would let me go finally considering my state right now. How angry one could be? Can't he only try to solve it if he hated being in this bound so much?

"Why?..." I complained but end up hiccupping before looking at him. His manhood was dangerously close to my face making my confidence go to the drain. "Why did you marry if you didn't want to…I am not supposed to be treated…"

"like a slut?" In one move he was over me making me go further back on the bed. "…You took money to be here…you!..."

"How do you know?" I could only whisper and caught his hand now holding my waist. I didn't know he was supposed to know this.

"…you are no different than street hookers. Are you?…I literally own your EVERY SHRED!!! BECAUSE I PAID FOR IT" He screamed against my ear making my whole body shook. I couldn't help but recall the day I got the money. And, I swear I never thought to be in this at that time.

His voice was so loud that I literally felt the walls rumbling. His body was heaving in anger telling me he was agitated while I could feel my every muscle paralyzed when I felt his impatient hands pulling my dress down. There was a huge knot in my throat when I tried to explain,

"I…I…I know I took the money…Matteo?" I called his name surprised when I find him pulling my dress down making my chest bare to his eyes.

"You don't want to do this…We know that…" I breathed out now having my arms over my chest but what I saw him doing was negating the words I just uttered. He was jacking off his thing with his hand wearing a very sinister smile. He didn't look like a human but more like an animal on heat.

"You want this?" I asked in disbelief totally disappointed in the kind of human he was but only arched my body to get away a little while he came effortlessly to drop his head in the crook of my neck. My mouth fell feeling his mouth sucking my skin and the moment he started rubbing his body over me my breath shortened.

"Matt…" I groaned when catching my arms he removed my hands from my chest. I blinked but cried out when he sank his teeth deep in my flesh. His skin against mine was making my thoughts blurry.

Never in my life, I felt this helpless. I wanted to say no. The word was at the tip of my tongue but then wondering if he was pissed about me taking the cash I felt strangled. "Fuck…you are so soft." He cursed making my ears burn. I wonder how a man could manage this many curse words in a short span of time.

How you would have felt knowing someone took money to marry you? He is pissed, Julie. May be fighting him is not the right choice now. But I don't deserve my first time to be…

"Ahhh…Matteo…please…" I groaned curling my feet and held his shoulders coughing as he refused to let go of my neck. It was like that dear who was still breathing seeing his neck caught by the lion. Just like that dear, I knew this was it.

I sighed when he left but only stared at him finding his fingers pulling my dress further down. He didn't look into my eyes. He…he didn't want to look at me as a person. The urgency in his hands reflects he has never touched a woman. I literally felt my heart breaking in my chest in millions of pointed shreds when I got up a little to let him get my dress off of me. The intimacy, the love, the acceptance…there was none.

If anything, it was only the urgency of his hands. And, I literally feared his hands the most right now. My dress was gone and the pads I wore for my boobs were nowhere to be seen. I only had my garter and panties on and seeing him getting that down without taking a second only strengthened the fact he hasn't found a woman in years. My hand almost went mechanically in between my legs. He didn't take the garter though. Something tells me that he didn't even notice that.

I found his eyes roaming over my skin and that only makes me gulp in utter embarrassment. He held my wrist firmly to raise my hand from my vee-vee. His smile vanished after some moment, and a glare took place and in only a few seconds I found his glare turning into anger. I noticed his body visibly heaving in anger. He seemed tense...pissed even. I wonder if something was wrong with me and turned my face away.

I did find his eyes coming at my face finally. I was positive I had disappointment on my face but he didn't seem to care at all.

"If you weren't my wife I was going to strip you naked in front of this whole world. Or no one would have believed what perfection you were…but…Damn you has cost me more than you're worth…anyway."

What?

I looked at him with utter disbelief but only groaned getting a hard slap in between my legs. My heart literally fell into my stomach when he came at top of me. It was the moment something whispered in my thoughts to tell me he was not so innocent. Something tells me I was gotten into something beyond my comprehension.

So, our sweet Julie still kind of believes it is only his anger from the wedding. Poor she doesn't know he is already cracked in the head and it has nothing to do with her.

The next chapter will arrive soon.

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