Contract Marriage by Ashleh Queen (new reading .TXT) 📖

But she was different and he liked that. In fact, this thing aroused him so much that he liked what he was doing. Even hurting her. It makes him feel like she was his to do anything he likes.
 

He finished his breakfast. And tried to wait patiently for the other two minutes. But then give up and took long strides to where his bedroom was. He was about to open his bedroom when a thought crosses his mind. Why the hell you would feel guilty. She was your wife to do anything with. 
 

A sarcastic smile appeared on his face. And he gets in. The bathroom door was open indicating she was not there. He took the impatient steps to the closet. And opened the door to find a startled Jane. The dress was perfect. But she was not. Her eyes were puffy like she has been crying. Her neck and shoulder had hickies everywhere. He doesn't want to admit it but she looked abuse. 
 

She was looking at him as a scared kitten. Her long freshly showered and blow dried hairs were looking perfect to hold and pull. He takes in her details. And start closing the gap between them. It made her took a step back. She couldn't think anything. All she could think was the pain this person was going to give her again. She wanted to hide or disappear but there was no place to do any of this.
 

"Don't you dare to take a step back." He warned her with his eyes a shade darker.
 

His voice made her jump and she takes a step back. A devilish smile contoured his face. In a swift move, he held her wrist and trapped her in between him and wall. Her eyes were closed with fear while her lips trembled.
 

Her scent and the way she was shivering in his hold was driving him crazy. And he was excited. He remembered how bored and usual things were before he met her.
 

He leaned in closer. His mouth was only an inch apart. And she knew that without opening her eyes. His breath on her cheeks was telling her about his plans. His one hand moved to her waist while the other one appeared on the back of her neck. She became all stiff when he was bringing her lips to meet his. He kissed her anyways ignoring her reluctance. He kissed her soft lips slowly, savoring the moment. She was so precious in her own way. His hand on her waist moved to her back. He found her zip to be still undone. This fact aroused him even more. He felt the skin on her back. Kneaded it with his fingers while his kiss became more deep, taking control of her mouth.
 

It was when he felt her tears streaming down her cheeks and her muffled sobs coming from her throat. He got his hands off of her body but placed them on the wall. Still caging her.
 

The moment he let go she tried to walk away just to find his hand on the wall blocking her way. So she became still. Not even breathing. 
 

She tried to gather her strength but couldn't. She was still looking at the floor when he leans into her ear and inhaled audibly. His large callous hand came onto her back and zipped her dress. This act made Jane look at him through her wet eyelashes. Even looking at his sharp features were enough to make her legs weak with fear. 
 

"I suggest we should get out here before I lose control." He said while making small circles on her back with his hand.
 

She didn't move and was still looking at him when he put a little pressure on her back motioning her to move. She moved and walked but was still looking at him. She looked scared and ready for his any move at any time. 
 

So, she never realized when she came into the living room. But once she was there something catches her eyes. And when she looked at her surroundings she couldn't believe what she was looking at.
 

What I got myself into? She screamed in her brain. 
 

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