Contract Marriage: Her Autistic Groom

A solitary figure stood in the dark, almost entirely concealed under the branches of a tree. The person seemed to be staring up at a house which had all the lights off except for a window on the second floor from which sounds of fighting came from and flowed unto the street.

The sounds stopped and the house went silent as the lights in the lit room went off. A couple of minutes later a man came out of the house and into one of the cars parked out front and drove out through the gate.

Some minutes later the same man stepped into a bar and in the glare of the lights in the room one could better make out his facial features, he was an attractive young man with intelligent eyes and a tall muscular frame and his gait spoke of a man confident with his station in life.

He approached the bar and sat on one of the bar stools and ordered a beer which he sat sipping with a pensive look.

Someone slid past him in order to get into the seat next to him and he turned in annoyance at the person then his jaw dropped in amazement at the beauty beside him.

When she noticed his attention, she turned to him and stared boldly into his eyes and a shiver travelled down his spine. She was like a page right out of his deepest fantasy with her creamy white skin that looked enticing in a red halter neck dress that clung to her lithe body. She was tall with beautiful curves and looked exactly like what he fantasized about.

He thought to himself that he would never be sad and in the bar all alone in the first place if he was married to a woman like this not that disgusting elephant of a woman that he had the misfortune of being married to.

"I seem to have bothered you, I apologize." She said in a husky voice as her eyes drifted down to his lips and back up to his eyes.

"Oh no, it is no bother at all." He said barely able to hide his excitement as he helped her sit in the stool beside him.

"I am just waiting to meet up with my friend." She explained.

He surreptitiously glanced at her cleavage as she leaned forward and he licked his lips at the delectable beauty and decided that if he played his cards right he would get to spend the night with her.

"I could keep you company until your friend comes unless you object, It would be my pleasure to spend the time with a beauty such as yourself." He said charmingly and she blushed in answer.

"That would be very kind of you." She said demurely with her eyelashes lowered.

They spent the rest of the night drinking and joking and flirting with each other until the barman called for the last call and when the man tried to place an order for a last drink for her she shook her head no.

"I can't believe that the bar is about to close already, it feels like I have not been here that long, I really enjoyed speaking with you but I must go now." The lady said coyly

"Oh no you can't do that, I don't even know your name." he protested and she smiled mysteriously.

"Well, I don't know your name either." She said.

"My name is James…" he said but she still did not tell him her name.

"… Since your friend is yet to come, how about you let me drop you off anywhere you are going, it is the least I can do since you kept me company." He said magnanimously and paid for their drinks before helping her down from the stool.

They both walked out of the bar and he generously tipped the valet and helped the lady into his Aston Martin and they drove off.

***

A little while later James opened the door to a luxurious suite done up in cream and gold with a massive chandelier and stood aside to let the lady walk in. He closed the door and watched her with an appreciative gleam in his eyes while she looked around the room.

She turned around and looked at him with a mischievous smirk on her face.

"So. Tell me what you like James." She said to him with a sultry look that made his knees almost buckle with desire.

"I like you, I like everything about you." He said breathlessly as he came close to her and reached for a kiss but she stopped him by putting her hand on his chest.

"That is not true, I think what you truly like is beating helpless women, abusing them and making them feel like they are worthless conduits for your debased desire." She said with a knowing smile.

The smile on James's face faltered until he regained his composure and straightened up.

"Who told you such an awful thing? Was it Regina? Did that bitch send you?" he asked with a crooked smile but got no answer.

"It doesn't matter because you are here now and you are going to do every little thing that my heart desires." He said with a lecherous grin.

"You sound so sure James." She said provocatively.

He took a step towards her and was suddenly lifted up above the ground by some unseen force. The confident smirk on his face wobbled and his stomach lurched as he looked down at the woman in front of him in panic as she stared intently at him while he rose higher and higher as the curtains billowed as if there was a strong wind even though the windows had been closed shut.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a panic and began to plead. "…Please let me go, I'm sorry plea…"

She waved a hand and his mouth suddenly went shut and he mumbled with a red face drenched in sweat as he tried to scream but was unable to as it felt like his mouth had been taped shut.

He looked on with fear as the lady walked towards him and the beautiful face turned distorted and became the most horrifying sight that he had ever seen. His eyes stayed frozen in fear and he dropped to the ground with a thud as the woman walked over his unconscious body, the train of her dress trailed after her as she went out the door leaving him petrified.