1 Prologue

"When will you learn to accept the fact that you're mine?" Gerard Jarek yelled at me in frustration. I had to come with him not because I wanted to but because I had no other choice.

He pinned me to the wall and his eyes were screaming with anger and lust. I know it's because I haven't allowed him to consummate our marriage ever since he brought me to this hell hole against my will.

But it is not his fault. Mother happily gave me up to him and I know if he wanted, he would have long taken advantage of me but he didn't. All the same, that wasn't going to change my notion about him. He's a mean man who cares about no one but himself.

I remained quiet and watched him go crazy. "Ayla, don't make me do something we would both regret."

His gaze softened: he then leans in and begins to kiss my neck leaving small traces of red marks here and there but I remained fixed in the same spot.

I bit my lips to control my emotions but how can I? He wants me and there's nothing I can do about it, after all, we are married.