CH.14- Beggar Became The King(1)

Aanya's pov...

He held my hand and took me out of the mansion, it was really surrounded by dense woods and large yards. Though the electric light illuminated it, but it had its own limit. It couldn't light the whole wood.

The darkness of night give me a creepy feeling, whenever my eyes moved and caught the darkness of the dense forest.

He said truth if he would have killed Victor at the time, it would be easy for him to get rid of his body. 

Just thinking that a shiver ran all over my body, I felt goosebumps. Cold sweat appeared on my forehead.

We walked and stopped, then I found that a Limousine car was parked in front of the mansion, as we walked to the car, the driver opened the door for him. 

He didn't get in, he pushed me in, I fell face down on the seat, and before I pulled myself, he came in, then sat next to me giving me a disdain look.

Then he harshly helped me to sit properly.

The driver closed the door for him and went to his seat and started driving.

After a long drive, I started feeling tiring, due to my clothes and pieces of jewelry. I started feeling itchy and sticky.

If he was the owner of this car then why did he bring this kind of cheapest thing for me? This bastard did it on purpose to make me suffer!

My skin turned reddish and it felt itchy and also a slight burning sensation, but I endured it. 

I also felt hungry and dizzy because after breakfast I didn't have eaten or drink anything and now it seemed quite a late night. 

Now when I got married to this rogue, then what to worry, come on till the car reached our destination, I should sleep in the car.

Putting my uncomfortable aside, I leaned my head on the seat's back and closed my eyes, and soon I went into slumber and after that, I didn't remember anything.

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Aaron's pov...

Sitting next to her inside the car, my entire focus was on her. I saw that she started sweating, though the air condition was on, and her skin slowly turned red. But I remained expressionless. She also tried her best to look calm.

After a while, she put her head on the seats and slept. Sweats were dripping from her head, sliding and absorb in her wedding dress.

Slowly her head slid and landed on my shoulder. I clenched my fists, it reminded me of that time when she used to sleep putting her head on my shoulder.

I wanted to push her, but I didn't do that, just let her use my shoulder for a while. During this period I recalled my sweet or naive youth with her.

When we reached my villa, I looked at her, who was still sleeping soundly. 

Should I wake her up?

After giving me sleepless nights, how could she sleep so well?! 

Anger erupted inside me, after remembering that painful and sleepless night. Blood collected in my eyes and made them bloody red.

I opened the car door and got out without waking her up, suddenly slipped out of my shoulder under her head making her fall on the seat harshly. 

She instantly woke up and first she looked shocked after seeing around the unfamiliar place, then as she saw me and she understood everything. 

I grabbed her wrist, my fingers clasped her tightly, and pulled her out. I dragged her into the villa.

Her painful expression changed as she saw my villa, her eyes showed astonishment.

I knew she wasn't surprised because she had never seen a villa like this, but because she was surprised that this villa was mine.

When the servants saw me and the woman I was dragging they were all surprised at my behavior toward my newly wedded wife, but still they ignored all that and greeted both of us.

I ignored them and took her upstairs into my bedroom. As I entered with her, I left her wrist.

I had told the butler before leaving in the morning that today I would get married and bring my bride, so he had decorated the whole room very well as the room was decorated for the honeymoon of a newly married husband and wife. 

I saw her who was rubbing her wrist. I could see the red fingermark of mine on her wrist. I was petrified at my roughness.

I used to pamper her, but right now she got a bruise because of me. Though I brought her here to punish her but seeing that mark I was shaken. 

But these pain and suffering were nothing in front of the pain, suffering, and humiliation that she gave me.

I consoled myself that in the game we were playing, in this game these kinds of bruises and pain were minor.

Now she had to go through a lot of pain and suffering.