Chapter 21: Chapter 21

"Merlin, Get away and leave me and my wife alone."

He said in his usual dominant tone. I shivered when he said 'my wife' prominently. He smirked when he also felt my shiver.

After she left, Tyler also excused himself. I got away from him and gave him a seething look.

"Who told you about my coffee?" He asked. I sighed and and said,

"I cook dinner every day. I know you like coffee like this, a strong tea with cardamom, custard in desert and pasta in food" He was taken aback upon hearing this.

"When did you..?" I smirked at his reaction and said,

"When I was left in that house alone, I had no choice. I even know you like reading Lord of the Rings the most and you like animated movies."

He was now even more shocked and a little bit embarrassed. But that didn't last long as he smirked and spoke up,

"I know you like dancing alone. You like speaking in a childish voice and later laugh on it. You like stargazing. You like running for no reason. You liked picking fights with other girls back at high school."

My jaw dropped when I heard it. This time he smirked victoriously.

"You know me before, don't you?" I asked in a faint tone.

‘He can't possibly know about me that much like this without being known.’

His smirk faded as it seemed like some kind of realization hit him as his cold nature came back and he turned and left me alone.

"Moody." I mumbled under my breath and sat again.

I was enjoying my drink as the sudden realization hit me when I remembered him saying that he'll make me feel defiled.

I shudder in dread. My body lost itself in terror when I felt his sharp gaze upon me, looking at me like a predator as his lips curved upwards in malevolence upon seeing me frightened.

‘Are you really going to do it?’ I thought sadly.

My legs went numb and I prayed, not wanting to go back home with him.

I stood up and went to the restroom to calm my racing heart. I stood in front of the mirror as I let out deep breaths and put a hand over my chest.

“I told you, didn’t I?” My eyes widened in horror when I saw Christian leaning on the wall.

“Christian.” My energy left my body when he smirked as his eyes shone with those evil intentions in them.

Under the pressure of this sinister gaze, I clutched the hem of my dress tightly as my other hand held the counter tightly.

“You wanted to see, right? I will show you now what you have allowed me to do.” My dried lips swallowed the lump in my throat as he closed the door and locked it.

“No, No, Please.” Becoming absolutely terrified by this action, my legs lost their power, I opened my mouth to say something but couldn't speak.

My heart began to pound when he took a step closer.

"You remember what I told you earlier." His voice was dangerously low. My heart skipped a beat as I began to pant furiously.

“Are you truly going to do it?” My hands and feet turned cold when he stood in front of me and put his hands on either side of me.

“You won’t understand unless I show you.” My breath hitched when he leaned in and whispered,

"Just imagine, How much ‘I’ will love it when you scream my name here. And how much corrupted ‘you’ will feel when others hear it." My eyes widened in dread, I shook my head no.

But his smirk grew wider as he put his hand on my shoulder and tried to move the dress, I put my hand over my chest and didn't let him.

“No, I don't want it.”

Tears began to flow down without any halt over them as I began to let out sobs.

"Don't..." I whispered weeping. He took it as some sort of invitation to some wicked thoughts as he pressed himself against me.

“Why not?” I flinched by his action as I was filled with nothing but repugnance. I continued to convulse by this feeling of being utterly helpless and corrupt.

"Shh.." He put his index finger on my lips as a horror-stricken shiver emerged from me and traveled to my very core.

"Remember, every sound you make is going outside.." He whispered again.

But I am too petrified to comprehend as I sobbed again and plead him,

"Please Christian, I beg you. Please don't do this. Please… I don’t want any intercourse outside the bedroom please. Don’t do this. I can’t do it..." I continued to cry.

“And that’s how I will taint your soul.” He snarled with a suppressed laugh which immersed me in inexplicable distress and appall.

“Are you truly going to?” I asked innocently, looking at him with my teary eyes.

“According to you, I have raped you already.” He chuckled.

His eyes flickered with malice as he held my hand and tried to push off the dress but I stopped him again, begging him to do whatever he wanted behind the door but not here.

“No, Christian. Please.”

“Remember when I stopped when you asked me yet you called it force?” He hummed but my cries meant nothing to him as he was determined to shatter me.

“I won’t do it again. Please.”

He became irritated by my misery as my tears and cries turned oblivious to him. He looked at me with those infuriated onyx eyes.

"Remember, I decide when and how I want you to please me." He hissed as I continued to cry, hoping that somewhere in his heart.

He'll feel compassion and listen to me and won't degrade me but he is lost in showing me the superiority he has over me and I am at his mercy.

"Please Christian, I beg you. Please don't. Please, please, please." I was crying at my agony which was filling me with dread.

“I don’t understand, Sophie. We do it almost every night, what’s the difference now?” He sighed.

He once again ignored me and continued to push down my dress but I pushed him away and tried to run away. He gripped my hair and pinned me to the nearest wall.

“Enough.” His intense eyes looked at my terrified one with extreme fury as I lost myself in that obsidian rage.

I startled when he leaned in and growled,

"How dare you try to resist me." I opened my mouth to beg him again but he spoke up first,

"Speak one more word and I'll show you what I can do." He scowled.

The terrors he invoked within me became more fierce and deadly as they took my life out of me in such a lethal way that I won't be able to look at myself.

“Why did you agree to marry me in the first place?” My quivering lips swallowed the lump in my throat when I felt him pulling down the zipper of my dress.

“It was for lust and you knew it then why is it unbearable?”

Silent tears of distress rolled down my cheek. I put my one hand in front of me so that the dress won't fall while curling my other hand in a tight fist.

He moved to my neck and implanted an intense kiss. I grit my teeth to not let a voice leave my lips and resist the effect of his touch.

He unclasped my bra and traced his fingers over my back. Moving it up and down so slowly in a revolting manner, taking my life out of me.

Even after trying so hard to contain myself, a moan escaped my lips. I lowered my head, trying to conceal my voice.

His hand slid inside and roamed my exposed body as if he owned it- he does.

“Christian.. No..” I said weakly. I stood, shaking in repulsion and apprehension.

How his fingers trace over my body, etching his name in every inch and taking me to the depth of the abyss.

He paused, looking up at me for a second. As if he wanted to say something but refrained and pulled his hand away.

“You do realize you signed for wherever, right?”

“I am regretting it now.” His one hand traveled down while his other hand gripped my hairs, refraining my movements.

His hot husky breath invoked dread from me, I lost myself in the ravage when he moved to my ears and said seductively,

"I'll show you how it feels to be defiled."