Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Violet POV:-

How can a person be that heartless? I was looking at the floor. I was in deep thoughts. I just want to know him. What made him cold, why is he so broken?

I went inside the room again and saw him sleeping. He has bandages around his head and left arm. I walk to him and run my hands through his hair.

"I will find that little shred of kindness." I smiled to myself.

I was sitting, and he woke up. I smiled at him and he looked at me tiredly.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"I'm fine. Why are you still here?"

"Why?"

"You must be here to mock me or to pray that I won't ever return home."

"No. I don't want to become a young widow." I taunt and laugh as he glared at me.

We both looked away. The nurse came in with some food. I told her that I can feed him. I helped him sit as I began to feed him.

"Open your mouth, Raymond."

He opened his mouth. I felt my cheeks becoming red. I have never done such things before. He smirked at my nervousness and began to say,

"Looks like someone is nervous."

"N-no" I manage to stammer. I fed him silently.

After a few days, I and Raymond went home. He is much better. I never left his side, I took care of him. At night, I decided to sleep on the couch.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm sleeping on the sofa"

"Why?"

"Because I am afraid that I might hit your hand or head in my sleep.What if I turned around and there's your arm beneath me?" I exclaimed my worry.

"Violet... these are some scary thoughts..."

"No...They can even become true."

"Shut. it. And come."

"No."

"I Said. Come!" Even after being injured, he has that scary aura.

Without arguing even more I went to bed as he nuzzled me.

"Have you told Celine yet?" He asked

"No."

"Good. Don't tell her."

"Why?"

"Because I said so" He ordered and we slept.

The next morning. I woke up and saw him nowhere. I went to the bathroom and open the door and called out to him,

"Raymond.." Why is there no lock? Well Because after our sweet night of the wedding he removed the lock.

I heard him groan. I walked in and saw him struggling to wear his shirt.

"Oh, Raymond. What are you doing?"

"Leave. I am getting ready for work." he said sternly. What's his problem?

"Why are you going to work?!" I can't believe him.

"Because I had to."

"No. You are not going anywhere." I told him firmly.

"And who are you to tell me that?" He raised his eyebrow at me.

"I am your wife."

"Glad you accept yourself as my wife" He smirked. He tried to wear the shirt but miserably failed. I held his shirt.

"Oh please stop!"

"Are you enjoying watching me shirtless?" He asked with a smirk.

"N-No... Put on another shirt and don't go to the office..." I uttered, looking away. I never noticed that he was shirtless! Who doesn't want to look at his handsome body?

He held my waist and pulled me close to him as he kissed my neck and began to say hoarsely, "Make..me.."

"H-how?" I asked, blushing. He is so close. Not gonna lie, both him and his body are hot.

"Make.. me" He bit my earlobe, sending a shiver down my spine.

"R-Raymond... Please... Don't go to the office..."

"What am I gonna get in return?" He asked huskily in amusement.

I couldn't think of anything then I said,

"A breakfast Made by Me.." I said nervously.

"Not enough." He pulled me so close to him. And I regret what I said next,

"I will do one thing you say"

"Oh... And that can be anything?"

"Yes. But-"

"Don't worry I've told you. I won't ask for an intercourse." He turned me around As his chest was pressed against my back. His body against my back, his breath was forming goosebumps over my skin, making my knees weak.

"Oh, Love, I can make you myself do anything for me." He said seductively in my ear and let out a quiet laugh on my neck, making me stiff in something darkly beautiful.

I looked down with my face turning red.

"Say please~" He cooed in my ears

"Please Raymond, " I asked, closing my eyes. Curling my hand to calm my vexation.

"Okay." He left... without a shirt.

He stayed his whole day in his studies, in which I am not even allowed. We were having dinner he spoke my name sternly,

"Violet." I gulped in fear. I hope he forgets about what has happened today.

"Meet me in my Studies after Dinner." He said as he stood up. His voice was so serious and my heart began to beat faster.

After pacing around his room for the past 10 minutes I decided to walk in, but my steps stopped midway. I can't...

I turned away and was about to leave. What should I do?

I turned away and left for my room. I can't meet him- Alone. I was so scared. I wish he could forget. I lay on the bed as I closed my eyes. Raymond came in and picked me up with his one hand and took me to his office.

I looked away from him. I couldn't see his gaze. Before my mind could register what he's thinking he put me on the table me and said in a husky voice,

"Take. Off. Your. Shirt."

My eyes widened in horror. My body froze in fear. A shallow breath escaped my lips to get the fathom of his actions.

"No... Please, No... Raymond. Please I beg you.." I began to cry. Why can't I fight him and become scared? His presence held firm power over me, leaving me overwhelmed by his ambience.

"Oh, No Violet. You are the one who told me." He whispered in my ears. His hands moved their way slowly to my chest, making me quiver ferociously. I looked at him timidly and was afraid but he didn't care.

"Take. it. off." He said dead serious this time, making me immobilized.

"Please... I'm begging you please Raymond Not that.." I pleaded.

"You should have to watch what you have said." He said angrily.

"I just didn't want you to go in that condition.." I said crying. "I care for you.." I said with my tears glistening and a croaked voice.

"I never asked you to care. Now do it!" He is making me so scared right now. His behavior is completely different. His eyes aren't showing any obsession or lust. His eyes were ..hurt, as if he is deliberately making me hate him.

"Please..." I sniffed.

"STOP CRYING DAMN IT!" He yelled as I shut my eyes and bit my lips to stop crying. Holding my shirt tightly, shivering violently.

He moved me close to him. I was on the table and him roaming me like a hunter and me being his prey.

He leaned in and said,

"Fine then... I can take it off by myself"