CH.23- It Wasn't My First Time

Aanya's pov...

As his clamp eyes flipped open, I halted. His ocean blue eyes collided with mine nasal eyes. I was nervous while he seemed relaxed. Calmness was screaming in his eyes and his face seemed very refreshed.

"Don't touch me secretly," he slowly said while rubbing his face on my soft palm "I'm your husband now, you can touch me openly whenever and as much as you want..."

I retreated my hand instantly as if an electric shock pass through my palm. My face was also flushed due to my current foolishness.

After 12 years since I met him yesterday, since then he always caught me in my embarrassing moment. 

Clenching my teeth, once again I tried to get up, but he didn't let me. He tightened his arm chain around my waist and pulled me closer to himself.

"Why are you looking so hasty, why are you not taking a rest?" Then gave me a mockery smile, his emotionless eyes carrying the same mockery.

"I have heard that girls have a lot of pain for the first time and they can not get out of bed the next morning, then why are you trying to get out of bed?" 

His cold emotionless blue eyes looked into my eyes and tried to find my pain through them.

"If you beg me, then maybe I will bring a doctor to relieve your pain." His domaining command fell in my ears. 

I felt my blood boiling, though, I was feeling pain, but it wasn't that much that couldn't bear, I won't beg him, I never beg him!

"Who said it was my first time, I have done this many times with Victor." I slapped him with my provoking words.

And with this... I encountered his blue eyes hardened by shock. Aaron was staring at me with his fists clenched which was under my head, and I felt it.

The top of his forehead's veins began to blink dangerously. His jawline was also sullen by the tremendous momentum that spread from him.

What was unexpected was Aaron's face. My eyes were on him, his face slowly twisted. I was happy, I was successful in crushing his hope and making him angry, and I was enjoying it so much that only then did I hear his cold voice with his rough action.

He flipped up the comforter and threw it on the floor, then he grabbed my thigh and spread it.

"If it was not your first time, then why is there blood here and on the sheet too?!" He roared and pointed toward between my thighs and bed sheet.

Instantly my hands covered my upper body.

It was so humiliating, my legs were open and also blood-stained on the bedsheet just under me. Last night I felt intense pain due to his first thrust, but I didn't know I had bled.

My lies were caught...

Seeing my flushed face, his darkened facial expression faded away. He smirked coldly at his victory.

"I know blood was not proven that your virginity, many girls don't bleed on their first time, this does not mean that anyone should question their virginity. But if you bleed time like this, then I'm sure I'm your one and only man."

Saying it he pulled my leg and put it on his shoulder, his fingers roamed around my upper thigh "At least you fulfilled one of your promises." Then he kissed it or I should have said that he was shucking it and gently biting it while looking into my eyes with a provoking look.

Anger raised in my heart, seeing the victorious and provoking gleam in his eyes. I cast aside the tingling feelings which was I feeling and shouted at him.

"Let me go! Your words, your feeling, your touch makes me feel disgusted, I feel nauseous because of your filth that is attached to my body!"   

I kicked his face with my other free leg. He was off guard, so it was quick to fall for him.

I jumped off the bed and ran towards the bathroom, then closed the door, I turned on the shower and stood under it. Let the warm water clean me. 

Just at that moment, the bathroom door opened once again and he came in.

"Are you eager to clean yourself, because you having nausea from my touch?!" 

My first reaction was to cover myself, subconsciously my hand covered my breasts and my body itself sat under the shower to hide from his stare. Pulling my knees to my chest and in circles my arms around it tightly.

I lifted my head and looked up into his cold emotionless eyes and sneered " Of course, your touch gives me nausea..."

Before I completed my line, he bent and grabbed my arm, he pulled and made me stand up.

His eyes grew extremely cold as he glared at me, which had my head lowered. Slowly I raised my head again and peeked at him, he was strung at me, with the same emotionless expression on his face. 

It was giving me even more chill. Again I lowered my head.

I knew I was about to doom...