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

But only if he knew. Just only if once he knew that woman his grandfather chose for him was something that can turn his world upside down he would have married her for real.

Indeed after Hazel, he didn't have any woman but still for Hazel he was unfaithful to her even though Cyrus never took the contractual marriage seriously. Even before knowing the truth of him having Hazel as his wife he had decided to keep her with him.

He wanted to do anything in his power to bind her to him that's why he was dying to know about the husband she always mentioned. He never thought about the girl he married can be this bewitching, innocent, and desirable.

She wasn't wrong when she said why doesn't she get someone as pure as her as her husband? Why him? A fucked up mentally unstable man. He chuckled grabbing the shattered pieces of the glass and tightly holding them in his hands.

"That old bitch didn't help me even after laying in his fucking grave!" He sneered squeezing the sharp piece of glass in his hand glaring at the blood slowly making its way out of his flesh.

He mentally cursed his grandfather for pairing him with Hazel. Why the fuck did that man ask a psycho like him to marry such an angel? He would never let him live in peace, would he?

He chuckled darkly turning it into a small laugh when he reminded himself. Peace! What fucking peace! He was never in peace. All of his life he lived in a bloody, sinful, and bizarre world. But he did feel peace.

In her arms. Whenever he fell asleep holding her in his arms he was at peace. That was the second biggest reason why he wanted her because of the unasked solace she gives to his ruined soul.

She calms his demons, she tames him in a way he didn't know anyone can do. Without her knowing she can make him do whatever she wants except for him to let her go. Even Cyrus was oblivious of the power she holds over him.

He pulled his bloody hand up pulling a small smirk over his lips. Fucking fine! He's everything she considers him as but does he give a shit? No! He doesn't. Because for him she has to accept him either way.

"You will accept me Hazel. No matter how but you will!" Spitting those words he roughly threw the glass pieces away and glared at his bloody hand.

Standing up from the floor he walked out of the mansion clenching his bloody hand. Even though his insides were curling up painfully wanting to punish her for all the things she said to him. But no. Not now! He will teach her some lessons but before he needs to calm himself otherwise he will end up harming her beyond needed.

On the other hand Hazel stayed sitting on the floor hugging her knees for God knows how long. She waited and waited for him to burst inside and vent his anger out on her for using all the words she did.

But nothing. Wiping her tears away she stood up on her wobbly feet walking towards the bed. Laying on the edge of the bed she curled her body in a fetus position letting another row of tears damp the pillow under her head.

"Mom I miss you." She whispered to herself remembering the news Creed gave her about her mother.

He told her that she was making a progress and that if Cyrus would want he can take her to meet her mother. But Hazel didn't want to see her mother right now. She knew she will end up becoming weaker than she is right now if she saw her mother.

She was missing Ana and Sophia as well. They were the only people in the mansion to ease her pain but right now they weren't there as well. She sighed wiping her tears. She knew he will do something to her for sure but wanting to relax her mind for a while she felt her eyes dropping down without her realizing it she fell asleep.

She felt a rough finger trailing down from her jawline to her neck making her shift in discomfort. She felt warm harsh breathing hitting her cheek. She frowned slowly blinking her eyes in confusion.

Just when she turned her face to look at the person her eyes widened like saucers. She gasped out instantly sitting up on the bed scooting away from him. She pulled her legs against her chest when her eyes met his bloodshot grey ones.

He looked like a mess. But the look he was giving her frightened her to her core. She gulped down in fear regretting all the things she said to him in the morning. Now she can see it was the time to bear the consequences of angering a psycho mob.

"After destroying my sleep how can you sleep so peacefully?"

His dark deep voice entered her ears stopping her heart.

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