Chapter 5

"What are you reading" The Duke asked, while kissing down my neck.

"I'm reading about plants, to help me out with garden. Tomorrow is when the real work begins." I said, slightly smiling thinking about the garden. All he did was a little hum as if saying right. He continues to attack my neck with kisses while picking up my book and placing it on the table behind us.

"Follow me" He says holding out his hand. I take his hand and follow him to the bed. I know whats about to happen, but I don't know if I like whats about to happen, or if I want to run. My feelings have been so confused with his up and down emotions. One second he can seem sweet and caring whilst the next he's cold and rude. He lays me down on the bed and then sets himself up over me.

"Kiss me" He commands. I push my head up, to meet his lips and kiss him lightly. While then bringing my head back down onto my pillow.

"What? Are you trying to tease me" He chuckles.

"No...I wouldn't know how to tease." His eyes flash with concern. He gets off from on top of me and lays next to me.

"Last night, were you in any pain?" He asks.

"At first. Then it was okay. I'm sorry for creating such a mess with the sheets."

"Most ladies who make love for the first time experience the same. It's nothing I haven't seen before." He says. I know that he has done stuff like this with other women. But, I am soon to be his wife. I can feel this foreign feeling in my stomach after hearing such horrible words slip from his lips. What is this feeling? Jealousy?

"Do you think that is something you should say to your future wife?" I say. I knew as soon as I said it, that I should have just kept it to myself. I really do try not to push his buttons, but for some reason around him, I simply can't control it. I've never felt so little and small around someone. So if there's any chance that I can make myself feel bigger I just take it.

"Do you think thats a proper way to speak to me?" He spits. He then swings his hips over mine attacking my lips. He takes my arms and pins them up above my head. His grip was harsh, I could tell he was angry. He then started kissing down my neck all the way down to my chest. He pulls my robe off of me and then we were both bare. He begins to harshly kiss me while taking his other hand and gliding it down my thigh, moving it to wrap around his warm body. He then inserts inside of me. This time wasn't like the last, he wasn't going slow and he wasn't being gently. He was going really fast and it felt like each time he would go harder and deeper. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. This hurts. I don't want to do this. This is not love. This man isn't capable of love. This is pain.

"Say my name sara." He commands.

"You're hurting me Liam" I cry, for this second he looks at me, but doesn't stop. His eyes have gone completely dark. It was like a completely different person was looking at me. I began to feel scared.

"Liam please stop." Nothing. He kept going.

"Liam stop!" I pushed with all the force I had against his chest. His face looked astounded. Like he didn't even know what had just happened. As if his body had been possessed by someone with so much evil, and he completely blacked out.

"Why would you want to hurt me like this." I yell, tears falling down my face. I've had it.

"You don't have to love me. You don't have to like any part of me. But, the least I ask is that if we are going to be intimate in such ways, you treat my body with respect. As much as you may not want to marry me, you can believe me....the feeling is returned from me." I cried. I got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom, bringing my robe to help cover my body. I looked at myself in the mirror with disgust, when I heard a loud bang from the room. I walked into the room, to see the vase that was on Liams night stand was now crushed into a million pieces on the floor. Liam looked at me with this look that I couldn't tell if it was anger for me or for himself.

"If you didn't act like such a bitch Sara this would be a much easier way to live." he scoffed.

"Now you want to call me such names, because I wouldn't let you abuse my body in such ways? Liam I am not just one of your little whores that you used to pick up every night. I am mean't to be your wife!" I shouted.

"Oh yeah? You mine as well be a whore, maybe then I can actually enjoy myself in bed!" He shouts back. I look at him about to yell even more hurtful words. But, I don't. I let out a deep sigh.

"I'm going to sleep. Do whatever you want. I am not going to argue with you and right now my body is tired." I laid on the bed and Liam didn't say another word. I could feel his presence next to me as I drifted to sleep.