Chapter 17: Chapter 17

Raymond POV:-

GOD DAMMIT!! That woman never fails to take my patience to its peak. I am so angry right now. I don't know what I might do when she's gonna come out. Just don't come out Violet.

I don't want to hurt you physically. Just stay here, but my anger has overcome me. I threw my coat on the bed and rolled my sleeves roughly and took off my bow as I pulled my hair in frustration.

My anger won again. I didn't want to force her, I did. I didn't want to scare her, I did. I didn't want to be angry, I did. I spoke again,

"FINE THEN STAY HERE!!...But be prepared for the consequences which will happen to you for disobeying me.!!"

I was pacing around the room with pure anger, but my anger faded away in an instant when I heard her cries, begging me with a scream which gave my heart a throb I have never felt before in my entire life.

It stung my heart.

“ENOUGH, PLEASE!”

.I hurt her.

My body was stiff as I heard her loud cries.I felt nothing but remorse right now.

‘What have I done?’ I thought, anguished. I became what I resented the most again; I… became my Father.

No, No, No, I can’t be like him. I cannot allow myself to become a detestable creature… what I have become…

“No. Violet?” Turning, I took a step towards the door but my heart skipped a beat in dread. The sound of her sobs immobilized me with the realization-

My voice was only inaudible before her misery.

Gathering my courage I walked toward the door and put my head on it as the cries became clear. I began to say in a barely audible voice,

"I am sorry... Please don't come out... You're my treasure.. I don't want to hurt you... please.. stay there"

The next morning I woke up and saw Violet taking her clothes out of the suitcase carefully so as not to wake me up, frightened of my slumbering form even.

How much have I terrified her?

I also closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, when she came out wearing her casual clothing I called her in a calm tone, opening my eyes slowly to confront her.

"Violet..." She gasped in fear. She took a step back in fright and put her hand up in the air defensively,

"I-I am S-sorry R-Raymond.P-Please..." She looked so scared of me. Why are you so scared? Why?

'Did you expect her to kiss you after what happened last night?' My mind mocked.

But, It's not like I am gonna hit you physically or hurt you intentionally... I know about physical pain and I can never hurt someone physically-

Let alone to think about doing this to all people with you.

“Please, don’t!” Whimpering, she tried to move back but I gestured to her to calm down, that it’s okay.

I stood up and walked towards her. I put my hands on her shoulders as she squeaked, shutting her eyes in fear and I began to say softly, praying it could lessen the ache on her chest.

"You looked so beautiful last night... It's Your last chance. Be good." I told her as calmly as possible.

A part of me wants to teach her a lesson for humiliating me like that. But the other part wants to win her heart, which apparently seems impossible.

"This is your last warning. If I am not doing anything that certainly doesn't mean I won't." I warned her strictly so she could embed this on her mind to not overuse the upper hand I had given her.

"Okay?" I asked, gulping hard she nodded vaguely.

"Yes. I-I am sorry.." She said, sniffing to not cry again, not lifting my head.

"It's okay. Make sure this won't happen again and…" I sighed and continued,

"I won't try to get in an intimate relationship with you... for now… " I told her, no matter how unfavorable these words were, I still had to.

"I understand you are accustomed to any physical contact, I won’t consummate our marriage for now but." Pausing, I could feel the dread creeping up on her face by the but.

"You cannot stop me from touching you but I won’t take anything to the next level." I spoke softly, hoping she won't make an ordeal out of my generous offer.

"Thank You." She looked at me with a weak smile, trying to melt my anger which had already vanished last night and right now I only want to make things slightly better if I can.

Yet this smile manipulated me and I couldn't be happier. This is the first time she smiled at me. That is all that mattered.

That is also another fact: it's a smile of fear, of plea, not pure.

But, I smiled too and told her, "Wait. I will also go and fresh myself. Let’s leave the room together."

"Okay.." She replied, nodding slowly, not lifting her eyes from the ground.

I also freshened up and we both left for breakfast without exchanging further words...

Finally She became mine. Claiming her as mine can wait. Now she bears my name.

Violet Raymond Smith...

Violet POV:-

I felt so scared of what he's gonna do to me when I came out. But he did nothing as a sensation of relief washed over me or else I thought he would definitely slap me for testing his patience countless times but he did nothing which was unusual coming from him.

I truly didn’t anticipate this, I was hundred percent sure that he would physically abuse me, ravish me whenever he feels like, toy with me.

I had countless perceptions about him but he did none or I was just lucky because it’s our first day of marriage. I don’t know.

We went out of our room after he freshened up. I hate how I have to call it 'Our room'. It's not like I have much of a choice either.

“Um, Violet.” He called, stopping me for a second.

“Yes?” I asked hesitantly.

“Where did you sleep?” He asked out of curiosity.

“On the couch.” I replied vaguely.

“I see… At least it’s not the bathroom.” Mumbling, he shrugged his shoulders.

“I guess…”

“Anyways, let’s go.” Calling he held me possessively when we left our room.

As we were walking, we were greeted by servants. I can't deny that his house is millions times bigger than mine, heck enormous than the bakery I worked in.

Of course, he is a billionaire and me; who a middle class girl.

Millions of girls are dying to marry him but God knows why me? Why me of all girls?

What did he see in me? Judging our first meeting, I wouldn’t be surprised if he killed me for hurting his fragile ego but- HOW?

Sighing deeply, I shook my head to drag myself out from my thoughts which he noticed and asked.

“What happened?”

“Nothing.” Humming, I shook my head, not daring to share my thoughts with him.

“You look pretty.” He said with his eyes affixed on the front.

I was surprised when I saw my clothes, he replaced all of them with thankfully not overly fancy but with truly pretty dresses I only wished to buy.

“Thanks.” Mumbled, I didn’t look back at him either.

His grip on waist was firm as we were walking, his malicious smile never leaving him. I tried to create some distance but he didn't let it. We entered the dining hall as Celine was already waiting there for us.

I mentally prepared myself for her reactions.

"SISTER!!RAYBRO!!" She yelled at us and ran towards us. How can she be so energetic for a twenty years old girl?

"OH! HOW WAS LAST NIGHT!?" She asked, winking as I looked at Raymond with dread. He look at me void of any emotion and said,

"None of a kid's matter" He said, ruffling her hair with a chuckle and took a seat. Oh he actually has a human side. Utterly unforeseen reflex.

Is he capable of it?

"NO FAIR! TELL ME, SISTER!" She moved to me then, I gasped by her loud voice, startled by the unbearably exasperating volume.

“Celine, lower your voice.” Raymond said from behind calmly.

“HIHI, SORRY.” Not a single difference.

“Bear it.” Raymond said, unaffected by her sound.

“So, what did you guys do?!” She asked cheerfully, clapping with a grin.

Is she truly so innocent that she doesn't know what happens between a couple on their wedding night?

How can she ask about it?

"Leave her. She's tired from last night.” He said. And my heart skips a beat on how he emphasizes on 'Last Night', it scares me to think what he could possibly do with me.

“Tired?” She tilted her head in confusion.

“Grow up.” Raymond mumbled.

I gulped and sat across Raymond who was pleased to find me near him. I don’t want to but I don’t want to give him reason to be rash with him for the time being. I don’t have enough strength to face his wrath anyways.

Soon breakfast was served and I didn't even know how to eat it. It has eggs, tomato, and green peppers. Is it scrambled eggs but improvised?

Should I eat with a spoon or bread? Should I ask for something simple?

What is it in the first place? Is continental necessary? Can’t we just have waffles?

I looked at Raymond and saw how he's eating and began to eat like him too. I feel like I don't fix in that luxury.

Oh, a luxury that was forced upon me with a forced Love.