Chapter 18: Chapter 18

Raymond POV:-

I looked at My beloved Violet who was confused on how to eat. She looked so cute when she's confused. I smiled to myself and began to eat my food as she copied me. Cute. Her every action entices me immensely, it urges me to devour her but I refrained myself from making an irredeemable mistake.

“Do you like it?” I asked slowly, glancing at her when she followed me to eat it with bread.

“I thought I wouldn’t but.. it’s amazing. What is it?” She asked, astonished by the delicious taste of it.

“It’s menemen, Turkish style scrambled eggs.” I replied.

“I knew they would be scrambled eggs.” She mumbled, I hummed as we continued to eat our food.

After breakfast Celine whispered to me,

"Brother.. Good Luck... See you on Reception!" Despite her attempt to speak slowly, she was still loud enough to be heard by Violet. Violet just rolled her eyes off me.

How dare she. Calm down Raymond. Calm down, don’t create an ordeal out of one action.

I sighed and began to say,

"Come with me, Violet." I stood up and offered her my hand, which she didn't accept, pushing my anger. Why does she always break my patience?

"Where?" She asked, arching a brow at me in perplexity.

"I believe you need to look around the house." I told her nonchalantly.

"I can do this by myself. I am going to live here anyways" She said coldly, narrowing her eyes at me, getting up as I walked behind her and held her arms from behind and whispered.

"Take a tour with me. Or I will take you straight to Our Room." Because your dress is there so we will go there anyways.

She looked at me with anger, frowning deeply at him.

"Fine… show me around," She said angrily, sighing in the end to show her frustration.

We began the tour as I watched her with amusement. She looked so surprised as she looked around in awe. After a while she asked,

"Where's the kitchen?" She asked, contemplating the area.

"On the lowest floor," I told her.

"I see.." She trailed off as we continued our tour.

Finally after finishing our tour I took her to our room. Our room is on the second floor, in the left corner. Her eyes widened in admiration when she looked at the gown on the bed.

"Whose is it?" She asked with a faint smile.

"Yours." I smiled at her as she looked at me with surprise. "No, it's not." She said sternly.

"Yes, It is." I replied in the same tone.

I walk closed to her and held her chin and said in loving tone,

"You are my Queen and today on our Reception you'll look like one"

But no. She knows it better than anyone on how to break my limit, making me force her to do what I want. She pushed me away and yelled,

"No way!" I walked towards her and held her wrist and bring her close to me and began to say in a threatening tone,

"Wear it... Or else-" She cut me off pushing me away again. I just want to hit her to make that damn woman understood for once!

"Never!"

"Fine. I don't mind forcing you to wear it myself!" I walked towards her as she was trying so hard to not to show fear.

I stood in front of her and began to say,

"The choice is yours Violet. Either wear it yourself or I will make you wear it myself." She looked at me in dread anticipated by my words I am willing to comply with. Why does she want to do everything the hard way?

"I-I'll Wear it M-Myself" She stuttered as I kissed her cheeks.

"Good." I whispered and I left for my study.

I can't wait to see her...How my Queen's gonna look in that dress...

Violet POV:-

I looked at myself. There are two stylists around me. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Is this me?

Hidden behind makeup, buried under an expensive dress, losing my own personality. I become what he wants me to be. A doll under his commands.

I look so beautiful in the appealing dress. The dress, The makeup, everything was perfect. Neither too much nor too less, making me a Queen he desires. I stood up from my seat as the stylists were smiling at me. I spun around.I was staring at myself with awe but deep down it elicited great loathe in me. The door opened revealing none other than Raymond.

He stared at me with wide eyes.Then ordered the stylists,

"Leave."

As they left, leaving me alone with him.

He walked towards me as I lowered my gaze as my smile faded. He held my chin making me took at him as he said in a charming tone,

"You're the beauty that can't be explained with words.."

I blushed at his comment. Okay I understand that I am looking elegant but his compliment is a bit too much.

"Thanks.." I replied. He kissed my cheek and we both stared at each other's eyes. I looked away then he pulled me close to him and we left.

Everyone stopped the moment we entered the hall. All eyes are upon us. He walked with pride as I also formed a fake smile on my face.

His hand on waist is glued. He introduced me to his business partners, his grip tightened whenever I made a mistake. My heart began to beat faster in appal every time his grip tightened. I barely got time to meet and talk to my mum. I am getting so tired of meeting his partners, unlike him. Who is introducing me to them with pride? Was he always this arrogant and proud? I sighed as I finally took a seat to take some rest and let out a few breaths of peace but no. He walked to me.

"Violet.."

"I'm not gonna meet any of your partners anymore.." I rolled my eyes off him, I'm so tired.

"We have to dance.." He said.

"no..I'm tired.." I said yawning.

"Stop yawning and come."

"No." I replied sternly.

"Fine then." He picked me up as everybody began to look at us. I became red with embarrassment, no one picked me before, it made me flushed. He smirked as all the people cleared the floor for us. He put me down upon reaching the floor.

His hands held my waist firmly and I put my hands on his shoulder. You put them on his shoulders, right?

He spun me around as we began to dance and everybody began to cheer.

21, 22, 24... I lost count of the number of times I have stumbled on his foot. I looked down as his eyes were glaring at me. My throat was dry. He was angry but it's not my fault either that I can't dance. He pulled me close to him and hissed,

"I won't Forgive you for this.."

Finally the dance finished, I ran to my mum.

"Are you alright?"She asked

"Yes.."I said panting.

After talking and all the torture finally ended.

We're at home as I walk out of bathroom he hugged me from behind,

"Have you enjoyed your time stepping on my feet?" He hissed and enraged.

"I..."

"Hush Violet.." he said huskily as I shivered in distress of what he might be thinking... He start talking on my shoulder,

"You dug your nails on my arms..." Then he moved to my neck,

"Then you step on my feet" Then my ears,

"What are you gonna do next? hmm?" His voice is so husky right now, giving me uncontrollable shudders. He bit my ears as he began to speak again,

"If I begin to take my revenge on you....then don't blame me.."

I looked at him startled by his words as he nuzzled his face on my neck.

I remained motionless as he inhaled my scent. Then he suddenly picked me up and threw me on the bed and crawled to my side and hugged me from the side and nuzzled his head on my neck again. What. The. Hell? As I was about to move and pushed him away he said in a sleepy voice,

"Don't you dare to move." I shifted my position and faced the wall as he was hugging me from behind,cuddling to me like a baby. Who knows that the cold Raymond is like a baby while sleeping? I chuckled at my thought. A heartless beast could show some childish demeanor as well.

"I love you Violet...." I heard him say as my heart clenched. No, you don't.. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep as well, not thinking about what I had heard.....