Just Open It, I've Seen It

"Want to play with me, Miss?" Nevelas asked me with a face that had turned into a bad boy in a nightclub.

I moved my body back, getting away from this guy might be better. With all my might I tried to get up from his lap. However, his hand gripped my waist even more. His breath was felt above the neck then the nape of the neck, he deliberately provoked my weakness. I began to be lulled by his treatment.

But, I tried to brace myself not to respond what he wanted. Taking a deep breath, Nevelas kept my body beside him. Then I saw him fish something out of his coat pocket. Objects that glow when exposed to light. Soon he put my hand on his thigh. With a sly smile, he began to stick the thing on my smooth arm.

One cut was scratched on my hand, the pain, the stinging that I felt.

"Are you crazy? Why did you hurt my hand, sir?" I asked as I tried to pull it off. However, he still held on to it. Then uncomfortably he sucked the blood flowing from my arm. There is a strange sensation I feel at this moment. It hurts, but why does it feel soothing? "Ahh, it's my first time feeling it," I said to myself.

"Did you like it?" He asked in between activities. I just looked at him in disbelief. Why can't I do anything? It was clear that he was deliberately hurting me.

"I don't know!" I answered curtly and short.

"You'll get used to this, and maybe you'll like it!" His gaze became sharper towards me. After the blood on my arm didn't come out anymore. He tugged at the nape, but I held him back. I don't want to give up my pride to the person who has forced me to follow him and I remember, how is Papa's condition right now?

"You savage girl! Listen to me!" His baritone grew firmer, his jaw clenched. Then his fingers were like iron gripping me. Really sadistic, he deliberately strangled my neck.

"Let go, sir!" I begged because the oxygen supply in my body was decreasing. Every now and then I hit his hand, trying to realize what he was doing. However, all in vain. My head was throbbing, let alone my heart was working irregularly.

"Have you given up, Miss?"

He asked while looking at my eyes that might have turned glazed over. I can only nod because I can't take it anymore. Then he released his grip. I coughed for a moment, maybe the air was going too fast into my lungs.

"So, may I have you, Miss?" he asked as he stroked my back. I couldn't help but sigh, "What day is it? So many things have happened to me," I whispered, letting out tears that I couldn't hold back anymore.

"Sorry, sir. I won't give up my chastity to just anyone!" I argued.

"Wow! You're still a virgin? I can't believe it, nowadays there are still girls who still maintain their dignity." His gaze was fixed on me.

"That's my principle, sir!"

"Then tomorrow we will have a wedding party. But don't expect you to control me!"

"What? Married to you? Not even a century, I will not give up. Even though, you brought all the treasure. I do not want to marry you, sir!" I said as I folded my arms over my chest.

He slapped my cheeks hard and after that I could only feel my cheeks which were still hot.

"If you reject me as a husband. Then, I will slash your Papa's body until he feels pain in every joint!" A sly smile formed on his lips again.

Although, I really hate my Papa, but I don't want him to be tortured by a mafia like Nevelas Vernon.

"All right, I'll do whatever you want, sir," I whispered, whether it was audible or not.

"Good girl. We're getting married in two days!" he said which managed to make my body weak and helpless.

***

We took two hours to get to where he was going. My eyes were amazed when I got out of the car. Like in a dream, now I'm standing in a big house. It might not be a house, but it's a luxurious mansion I've seen in my entire life.

Waiters in black and white uniforms lined up facing each other. His gaze was lowered, no one dared to raise his head when we passed him. I still wonder who Nevelas is? Abundant wealth in sight, loyal people serve him. Not to mention waking up from all my daydreams, he deliberately put his hand on my shoulder.

"I will show you a temporary room! Before we will be together in one room!"

I was shocked to hear that. He didn't force me to accompany him, thank goodness. So I can dodge him for a while, or maybe I'll try to run away when he's caught off guard. The dream kept dancing in my mind.

"Why grab?" I asked, grinning, because suddenly he grabbed my hair.

"I don't like people who think all the time! Remember Miss, I Nevelas Vernon won't let you escape my eyes! So don't try to run away."

Hah! How could he know my plans? I have to be more careful with him. After passing through several rooms, he finally opened the door.

"Well, sleep! Tomorrow we will fitting the wedding dress. So rest in peace!"

I nodded in response because I was afraid he would do strange things. Immediately I went into the room and immediately closed it.

My eyes were lulled by disbelief with all the items that were neatly arranged and I could be sure this was an expensive item. I went through every detail of this room. As if I had just seen a luxury item, my poor soul gaped at the sight of it all. I approached the mattress made of carved wood. White sheets dominate, as if inviting me to lie down and throw my tired body.

Then it occurred to my little brain, to jump up and down on the bed. Even so, my body is sore and full of wounds. However, my curiosity is more dominant. Slowly I climbed onto the bed and jumped a little. Unknowingly I continued to jump fast. Several jumps, able to make the body and soul entertained for a moment.

My jump was probably too fast, so that the body was thrown out of the bed. I feel like I'm going to fall on the floor for sure. However, there I felt someone grabbed my body swiftly.

Grep!

Now my body is in his lap. With a straight face, he lowered my body which was still wrapped in the same clothes.

"Take a shower first! I'll treat all the wounds on your body!"

"For what, Master help me?" I asked.

He raised his eyebrows, "You will be my bride, I should take care of everything that is mine."

Then he gave me a black paper bag.

"Wear it! My assistant bought it, so she doesn't know your taste either!"

For a moment I was moved to hear it. Whatever the reason, still he thought of everything.

"Okay, I'm going to the bathroom and cleaning the wound!" I answered simply.

He just nodded without looking at me.

In the bathroom I was amazed again by the luxurious equipment. Slowly I filled the bathtub with warm water, I purposely mixed it with the available aromatherapy. Orchid scent is so calming. I went into it and felt a stinging feeling because my body still had a lot of wounds.

For a while I drifted off and probably fell asleep, because I was awakened by a strong hand that was massaging my shoulder. Reflexively I woke up and covered my chest with both hands. Although, not everything is covered, but at least I try not to show my body in front of a man who is not legally my husband.

"Put your hands down, I've seen it all!"