Chapter 42: Chapter 42

"EMMA!"I called her,

"Yes Sir."She asked.

"Give me the house keys."

"Yes sir" She handed me the keys as I left for her.

I opened the door, too much to Violet's terror. She almost screamed upon seeing me. She was a crying mess. She was sitting on the ground. She looked at me with pure fright. She crawled backwards. Her lips were trembling. Her petite form is submerged in the pool of fears. I saw nothing but appall glistening in her eyes. Her trembling form was engulfed with nothing but dread. She is showing the fear she held in her heart for me. It's the terror; I was trying so hard to induce in her heart. But, It didn't feel as good as it should have. I felt bad. I want her to look at me lovingly, not like I am some kind of devil. But right now nothing can save her from my wrath, not even myself. No matter how bad I am feeling for her, the rage of her humiliating me is far more Fierce and powerful and she will pay for it.

"I-I am so s-sorry R-Raymond. P-Please F-forgive m-me.." Her voice was quivering. She was overwhelmed by fear. But, I know it even though I can't do anything for her. I can't control myself any longer.

I bent to her level as she crawled back and her back hit the wall. She shrieked. She looked at me. I walk towards her and bend again.

"Trying to run away again, little mouse?" I smirked as I mocked her.

"P-Please.. I-I am begging you...Please..." She pleads. But they had no effect on me right now.

"Oh no. You don't think that you can get away that easily. Don't you?"I asked as I bent on one knee. My smirk is not leaving me as I watch her with my heartless look filled with mockery and anger. My eyes are filled with rage while my lip is curved in a mocking manner. I want to stop and ask for forgiveness for not being able to do anything for her but my whole being is going against me as I found myself enjoying that terror, which I never want to.

Violet raised her hands in the air in defense as she turned her head away. I held her hands and put them on my chest. She yelped in pain as I harshly pulled her towards me. She landed on my chest and I hugged her possessively. "Where was I? Hmm?" I whispered, tracing my fingers over her dress. She began to tremble in great apprehension of my action. She began to cry out loud.

"I'm sorry ...Please... R-Raymond.."

My fingers trailed from her shoulder to her jawline down to her chest, "Are you gonna be a good girl and do it yourself or should I do it myself?" I asked in a low growl. I held her chin and looked at her. I lean in; my smirk fades away as I look at her deadpanned.

"No, No, No Please." She whispered desperately. "Oh no, Sweetheart, You are not getting away this time, You shall receive your punishment." I whispered angrily.

"Now, Do it." I ordered, motioning her to take off her shirt and frock. "Please give me some time." She begged. "Why would I, huh?" I scowled at her.

I pushed her down, held her ankle, pulled her to me, She gasped loudly. I gave her a death- stare to stop resisting me and buried my face between her legs and started kissing her leg and moved slowly upward to her inner thighs, she bit her lips, her body was convulsing badly, each time I sunk my teeth on her delicate skin she shivers in pleasure, arching her back and trying to neglect the rapture given to her body because it's not reaching her soul. I moved to her belly, she was letting out silent sobs, misery and a denial of euphoria.

I moved to her chest and she moved her face to her side with tears with no halt falling down, after leaving kisses and marks from her leg to her neck I moved to her cheek and growled, "You slapped me here, didn't you?"

"I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry." She sobbed again, losing her breath.

"Tonight.." I huskily told her and moved to her neck,

"Tonight..."I repeated as I moved to her ear,

"Be ready..."I bit her ear and then kissed her neck. I formed a mark on her neck and pulled away,

"P-Please... I-I am not.."Violet held my collar in a pathetic manner.

"Then make yourself, "I told her coldly as I pulled her away from her and stood up with an icy gaze.

"Please . .I'm begging you... Don't become what I am afraid you will..."

She said in a low broken voice. I left without saying a thing.

My body was stiff when I reached our room.

What have I done?

Finally, My senses came back to me as I realized what I had done. She was so scared. She was petrified of me. What the hell have I done? She literally hates me now. I shattered my only source of redemption, I am sure she will leave me now. My only salvation. The only hope that can save me is now gone. She clearly hates me now.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like a mess.

Violet... even in that terrifying form you thought about me. I don't deserve you. I punched the mirror. I looked down in shame. She doesn't have to live with a scum like me.

I have decided. Now, not even my ego or my obsession can come in my way. I've decided. Tonight, I'll solve everything. I'll liberate her from this marriage.

Violet POV:-

I was a crying mess. My eyes were red. My heart is wallowed in despair, lost in the deepest depths of fright and shivers of his actions, I cried my heart out.

After satisfying myself I wiped my tears and took a deep breath. Okay, if that's what you want. You Want my body to satisfy your lust, fine then.

I Will Anything For you. This is the first time I fell for someone and I fell hard. I will spend my last breath to make you realize you are not alone, you can live happily, you have someone who loves you dearly.

That's it. Tonight I'm gonna end this game of obsession. I'm gonna make you realize that it's more than an obsession. That we love each other. Tonight, I'll confess my feelings.

I decided to stay in the room. I took a shower and locked the door. I will save you. You are loved. My fear of him aside; I love him.

I was laying in the bed, trying to pass time. I am determined to confess my feelings tonight. You will claim me but as your Wife, your lover. Not as a plaything or obsession.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock. And my body froze as my feet felt cold. Easier said than done. I gulped as I began to say,

"Who is it?"

"Ma'am, Sir is calling for you. He is in his studies."