Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

Phase 2
Faithfully Yours
 

Author Pov

"Welcome back. Wife."

Hazel stumbled back in shock. Her eyes widened even more if it was possible. She shook her head watching the man she thought she would never see standing in front of her wearing his usual smirk.

Soon her mind started functioning the words he used to address her. Wife! Why is he calling her wif---- Realization hit her like a truck when she again looked up at him with now a blurry gaze.

"N-No way." She mumbled taking another step back and shaking her head in disbelief.

Cyrus sighed staring at her with blank eyes even though there was a storm bursting inside him. For the past month, it was hell for him to wait for her. Without her, he felt every second harder to survive.

His nights felt longer than usual, his days were empty and full of loneliness. All he wanted was to run back to her and drag her back with him but he didn't. He wanted her to walk back to him by herself.

And today she did. Watching her beautiful face before his eyes he couldn't hold back the euphoric sighs that erupted in his throat. He missed her. So damn much!

Not able to control himself in a swift movement he took one long stride towards her wrapping his tattooed arm around her waist. He pulled her tightly in his arms hugging her to his heart's content.

He knew he had crushed all her hopes of getting free from him the second he appeared in front of her. But it was supposed to happen. She has to come to him whether she wants to or not but she's his. Solely and completely.

Hazel broke down in heavy tears being engulfed in a tight hug. She placed her trembling hands over his chest trying to push him but he didn't let her go. He tightened his grip over her burying his face in her crook.

He groaned in satisfaction when a familiar addictive scent of hers hugged his nostrils and finally she was here. Yes, she was here with him, near him.

"I missed you so fucking much!" He growled in her ear making her flinch in response.

"No, this can't be happening!" She mumbled in her broken voice. Her struggling increased as she tried to push him off her.

"Yes, it's Happening Sweetheart. You're my wife Hazel." She cried out at his whisper shaking her head.

Her tiny fists started punching his chest to get him off her but he didn't. Instead, her hard punches felt like soft taps over his chest. He pulled her deeper in his embrace holding her body securely in his arms.

"No. No. No! This can't be true." She cried out continuing assaulting his chest.

"This is the fucking truth, Hazel! I am your husband." He growled in her ear becoming angry at her continuous denial of accepting the truth.

She whimpered stopping her movements when his lips met her neckline. She turned rigid in her place for a second feeling the familiar sinful lips gracing her beautiful flesh.

When he didn't stop leaving soft pecks over her neck, reality finally started seeping into her. It wasn't a dream, it wasn't a nightmare. It was the bitter reality. The reality of her fate.

Her tormentor was her husband!

Cyrus kept on pecking her neckline trailing his lips up to her jawline. Soon he paused his actions when he didn't feel anything from her. She was standing still on the spot like a statue.

He pulled his face back coming right in front of her. Tears have damped her cheeks, her eyes were slightly red as well. Her cheeks were flushed red because of all crying.

Her slightly bloodshot eyes met his soft hawk ones. He raised his palm wiping her cheeks but again tears kissed her soft flesh making him sigh.

"Sweetheart." He mumbled lovingly trying to be as as soft he could be with her.

A cracked sob left her throat as she shook her head. "You knew?" She stuttered out staring into his eyes.

"Yes." He replied staring at her with no guilt at all. He was as usual holding a poker face on.

Her eyes widened in shock. He knew! All this time he knew that she was his wife yet he never cared to tell her. How can someone be this cruel!

She pushed his palms away from her face taking a step back. And this time Cyrus reluctantly let her waist go as well letting her create a little difference between them.

"How could you!" She mumbled shaking her head in disbelief.

"All this time you knew this yet you didn't care to tell me! Didn't you feel bad for me even once? You knew I felt guilty each second when you touched me even though it wasn't my fault. I was forced by you. Yet I felt guilty but you didn't even care to tell me the truth! How can you be this cruel!" She shouted the last sentence fisting her hair.

"I didn't know it before. I came to know the truth when you escaped." Hearing his words her sobs halted when she realized another truth.

He didn't let her escape him because he wanted her to taste freedom for some days but instead, he wanted to see where she goes, or what she does? That's why. Her eyes snapped up to him. She never realized how cunning this man can be.

"Y-you let me go because you knew I will come back." She whispered staring into his eyes. Cyrus didn't react to her this time.

"UGHHHH!" She screamed pulling her hair harshly. More tears spilled out of her eyes in frustration.

Cyrus's eyes flickered in surprise when she took two fast steps toward him punching his chest. At first, he was left stunned at her attack but after a few seconds, he finally understood her turmoil.

As he expected this news was too much for her to handle.

"No! I don't want to be with you. Divorce me!" His soft eyes instantly hardened hearing her words. He clenched his jaw staring down at her.

"You said you will let me go! So now let me go. I don't want to be with you. I hate you!" She sneered letting out multiple sobs make him angrier.