CHAPTER 4

　　A frisson of fright shot through the already trembling lady.

　　Emma cowered away but regretted it almost immediately.

　　Blake dragged her closer to himself once again and this time more harder in a way no one would ever notice.

　　"Do not ever try to escape from me, it is one of the things you can never do. You can never be freed from me" he said pettishly.

　　She closed her eyes involuntarily as she tried harder to stop the tears from spilling out of her eyes.

　　This is happening on her wedding day, will it get worse when they are out of here and it's just them?

　　All her life, Emma has never thought of this phase of life, she have heard a lot of abusive marriage but not for once has she thought of it happening to her.

　　Once she opened her eyes, she looked around to see everyone busy discussing and laughing among themselves.

　　No one's attention was on what is happening to her. She can't be saved from this dilemma.

　　Blake laughed, his hand still very tight around her.

　　"I will forgive you for today, you shouldn't make the mistake of keeping quiet when I speak to you next time. You might not be this lucky"

　　He whispered into her ears. Emma shivered unsure of the reason. Either his sudden husky voice or his breath aerifying her neck.

　　She prayed silently for someone to come to her aid, her mind was disoriented.

　　Just on cue, a feminine hand pushed Blake off her. She took a deep breath she didn't know she was holding in but then, she wondered if the person has a death wish.

　　Only the sight of her husband terrifies her, who would try getting him more mad than he is about his own wedding?

　　She raised her head to see a beautiful young girl almost the same age as Carl or a bit younger standing in front of her.

　　The girl is none other than Zoe Campbell. Blake's younger sister.

　　"Were you planning on squeezing her to death? You wouldn't give her a breathing space" Zoe said folding her hands playfully to her chest while taking meaningful steps back.

　　Blake might just hit her with the glare he is throwing her way.

　　Zoe's eyes swoop around Emma, she took in her appearance. Emma bowed her head biting her lower lips in fear and anxiousness.

　　Zoe stepped closer to her and pulled her into a warm hug different from that of Blake.

　　"Welcome to our family Emma, I am personally excited to have a sister in-law" she said cheerfully. Emma forced a smile, she knew within herself that it wasn't a genuine smile.

　　How can she smile genuinely in this kind of situation she has found herself?

　　"That's enough Zoe" a manly voice was heard in the background. It sound dominantly and hard. Zoe pulled away standing on her feet.

　　"Dad" she called.

　　Mr Campbell stood in front of Emma whose gaze was fixed to the floor.

　　Her hands were shaking in apprehension. She doesn't want to be with this family.

　　All she wish for is to be out of here, she wish this would all be a dream and she will wake up to her normal life but she knows that won't happen.

　　This is real, what is happening to her is real and no way she can do anything about it.

　　"Congratulations on your wedding, now the deal is closed" Mr Campbell said.

　　Emma couldn't hold it in anymore, she broke down in tears knowing that she means nothing to this family, she is just a deal to them.

　　With the way Mr Campbell said emotionlessly proved her assumptions right.

　　This people are known to have no human emotions. Both Blake and his father are no different from another.

　　She is sure Mr Campbell doesn't want her too but why did he bring up the agreement?

　　Why did he choose her? Is it because she's from an average family? Playing with her physical and mental health doesn't matter to them.

　　Mr Campbell left almost immediately taking Zoe with him. She had an apologetic face when she left.

　　"We are leaving" Blake announced monotonously.

　　Emma's eyes widened, her heart race doubled. She is really going to leave with him? Her shoulder slumped in defeat. It's really happening.

　　Suddenly, she looked around for her parent wishing she'd get to see a sight of them before she leaves but she didn't see either of them.

　　Do they hate her that much to abandon her this easily without any care in the world? Couldn't they have at least hide it from her till she is out of here?

　　The look on her face showed disappointment and hurt.

　　They threw her into this and left her to suffer all alone. She could have been in class learning with her mates but here is she.

　　Carl will be too broken, he wouldn't want to see his only sister off in this manner.

　　"If you are looking around for your parent then, be rest assured that they won't turn up. Do not let me repeat this again, we are leaving to our home"

　　Blake glared hazardously at her, emphasizing on his last words.

　　Fear gripped Emma, she hastily nodded her head and stepped closer to him though she didn't understand what he meant by his statement. She chose to keep quiet.

　　Dying is the last thing she wants right now.

　　He grasp her arm and ignored the paparazzi, including their guests. He didn't invite them anyways.

　　No one dared to come close to them as they made way out of her father's house.

　　With one glance at the place she grew up and spent all the life she has lived, she stumbled to keep up with the man dragging her away.

　　This is the end for her.

　　★★ Half An Hour Later ★★

　　The drive to Blake's mansion was terror filled. Blake drove aggressively, he kept hitting the steering wheel to the extent his knuckles turned pink till they arrived at the giant gate of his mansion.

　　Emma sat in grim despair and awe at how the gate beautifully opened automatically.

　　When they stepped out, even in this state, she couldn't avoid the admiration in her eyes.

　　This is the most beautiful and biggest place she has ever seen.

　　How can just a person live this kind of huge mansion all by himself?

　　Blake was too irritated to look at her, he angrily stomped into the house leaving her to trail behind him.

　　Blake punched the wall, a deep scowl appeared on his face as he stared at the little girl entering into his living room.

　　His face darkened, he loathes her so much for disturbing his life and coming into his personal space.

　　His fists balled up, his jaw clenched and his eyes reddened with a signature smirk on his face.

　　Emma seeing this stepped back dreadfully.

　　His dark gaze on her made her shiver.

　　Just a few minutes ago, she was thinking he will let her off the hook because it's their first day of marriage but she was wrong.

　　She gulped down nothing while shaking her head.

　　In her attempt to escape from him, she tripped over her long wedding dress.

　　She let out a horrific whimper taking herself up but the man coming towards her with so much anger boiling in him wouldn't care.

　　She didn't want this marriage either, she never want this yet, he wouldn't listen to her say that to him.

　　He is blaming her for accepting to marry him when she had no other choice.

　　Her breath hitched in her throat. She stared widely in fear at the huge muscular man approaching her in a fast movement.

　　His eyes were as cold as ice, his face hard as rock revealing nothing but pure hatred. Soon, he was standing in front of her with her back stuck to the wall giving her no room for escape.

　　At that moment, his pupils dilated towards her expectedly devoid of any emotion.

　　He cornered her by placing his both hands on the wall caging her between his hard chest and the wall.

　　Fear slid through her, Emma let out a painful whimper as he yanked her hair.

　　" Listen carefully little girl, you signed your life to me the moment you became my wife" He said emphasizing on the last word.

　　He raised her chin forcing her to look at his cold blooded gaze. Emma shrieked, afraid of what he might do to her. She knows him, she knows how dangerous he is.

　　" Do not expect any love from me because I will never show you even the tiniest bit of my affection "

　　his fingers dig holes painfully into her skin.

　　" This is my house and I make the rules, if you dare disobey me, I will not just ruin you but also everyone you hold dear to your heart" He said coldly gnashing his teeth in rage.

　　Then, he bent down placing his mouth on her ear. His lips parted and he whispered,

　　"Welcome to hell little pixie "