Chapter 25: Chapter 25

I spend the night in a random room, not wanting to witness that state of his. A lot of things were left in my mind but the most mystifying thing was,

‘What does he mean by I am his?’

Was he referring to our contract? Or there's something else?

I was lost in thoughts and before I knew it, The dawn fell upon the sky. I closed my eyes and remained like that for a while. A lot of unwanted things came to my mind and stirred it drastically.

“Forget it, Sophie, it's useless to think.”

Taking a deep breath, I walked out and went to my room and took a relaxing bath to relax both my burning mind and body.

I walked out and wore a casual red shirt and black jeans and went to have breakfast.

I saw Christian in his usual dominant form there.

It's better if we don't remember about last night. Without acknowledging his presence, I took my usual seat. He looked at me for a second and asked,

"Why didn't you come to the room?"

For a second as my heart skipped a beat, I thought that he remember what happened, still I decided to play cool,

"I have no intention of sleeping with a drunkard." I said with venom.

He sighed and looked down, "Did... I did something.. last night?" He asked hesitantly.

"I don't know. I left you where you were." I coldly said giving him the same look as my words.

“I see.” His eyes flicker with a glint of hurt in them for a second but I don’t give a fuck about it.

“Are… you okay?” He spoke again.

“Why does it matter?” I scoffed, not bothering to look at him from my phone.

“You can use me whenever you want, you proved it.” I muttered but his gaze softened.

“What? I am right.” I mocked but he remained silent.

Breakfast was served and I took my pill.

"What's that for?" He asked.

"For birth control." I said monotonously. He stared at me with a shocked and bewildered expression.

"Why? You can't possibly survive here without any kind of love." He asked in a faint voice as if it hurt him.

"I don't want ‘my’ child to be unloved." I said showing the hate.

"I never said that I wouldn't love ‘our’ child." He sighed.

I didn't expect him to say that. "Still, I don't want it." I muttered.

"It's your choice but remember I'll love ‘our’ child with all my heart." he said earnestly and I rolled my eyes off of him, like hell he would.

“Wow, you will love it but what about its mother which you only married for lust?” I asked, smiling coldly.

“What will you say? Oh, look at my whore. Your mother.” I chuckled dryly, hitting his nerves.

“I.. never called you a whore, or anything like this.” He breathed out.

“Oh then care to justify what happened at the party, you literally proved I am your slut. I have accepted it. You proved it.” I replied derisively, folding my arms at my chest.

“I know.. What I did was wrong.” He accepted but it couldn’t alter anything.

“Oh, now you know.”

“And my apology won’t be enough, I was blinded. I was… fatuous. But I hope-” He tried to say but I don’t need his empty consolation.

“Don’t bother with hollow words. I know my worth, my reason to be here now.”

He opened his mouth to say something but closed it knowing it’s futile to take the conversation further.

Soon, breakfast was served and we began to eat in silence.

He stood up and said, "Get ready. I am taking you to your mother's place." I looked at him innocently as my heart began to beat fast.

I truly wanted to go.

He walked to me and put his hands on the armrest of the chair, giving a lethal look.

“But remember, If you tell her anything about us…” He moved to my neck, my heart skipped a beat in dread.

He grazed his lips over my skin and continued in a husky voice, “I will take you there ever again.” I gave him a hesitant nod.

He pulled away, “Go and get ready. You are going home for the first time after marriage. Make sure to look good.”

I quickly stood up and left without saying another word.

I changed my dress and wore a black lacy frock along with a matching necklace. I applied makeup and formed a smile, trying to keep my calm and look good.

I was smiling because I am going to meet Mother. I walked down.

I am just so enthusiastic about going but his stare made me uncomfortable. We sat in the car and my smile never left my face.

I felt him looking at me from time to time but I continued to look out of the window because I don't want him to ruin my happiness.

We reached the mansion as I ran out and shouted,

"MOTHER!" Upon hearing my voice, Mother came and I pulled her into a tight hug.

"I missed you so much!" I almost cried, not wanting to leave her arms. I slowly pulled away as both of our eyes were filled with tears.

I missed her warmth, I felt protected. I never want to go away from her.

Mother wiped her tears and smiled widely. I looked at her for a second and hugged her again and began to cry.

This time not because I missed her but in the agony I felt all this month.

The feeling of humiliation he made me go through at the party I can never forget.

I continued to cry at my misery, Mother rubbed my back and looked at me.

I looked at her with my teary gaze, she then lifted her gaze and glared at Christian, who was looking down in... shame?

And then his words struck me and I immediately said, “I missed you.” She didn’t respond.

Shit.

"Mother.." I called her as she turned her attention towards me and smiled again.

"I'll..take my leave." Christian said vaguely and was about to leave but Mother smiled,

"Wait son, At least have a coffee with me." He looked at her for a second and nodded.

I looked down because I don't want that guy to be here any longer and my little show of ravage could bring a whole new devastation.

He stood beside me and Mother left to make coffee. He was about to turn at me but I took a step back, “I didn’t mean to, Christian. I just missed her.” I said hurriedly in fear.

His eyes observed my scared form as he said, “Go to your Mother.” And I went after Mother.

I put my vexed form at serene and smiled as I entered the kitchen. Mother smiled and said, "You look so graceful, love."

I smiled sheepishly and sat on the counter. Mother chuckled as I looked at her making coffee.

"Christian will take a coffee with milk and a lot of sugar." I said casually. Mother stopped and looked at me with wide eyes as if she didn't expect me to say that.

I tilted my head and asked, "What happened?"

She shook her head and said, "Nothing... I didn't expect you… to know."

"I was all alone in that nightmare, what can I do?" I said and realized what I said. Why the hell am I digging my own grave? I have to choose my words cautiously.

"Nightmare?" She turned her attention to me. No.. No.. No.

"Did something happen?" She asked, concerned. I shook my head no.

Even though I want to tell her how much he has degraded me and I can't do a thing because I agreed for this but this time he went too far and I can’t tell her because of the terror running in my veins.

"You know why we got married. There's no need for you to be worried. It's just fine." I said calmly but my heart is raging inside me.

"You sure?" She asked. I smiled softly and nodded. “Everything is fine. Christian doesn’t force himself upon me.” It was the half truth.

He was rough just at the party but at home, he was always soothing and concerned about my comfort.

She shrugged her shoulders and began to make coffee. After making it, we walked out and sat.

I sat farthest away from Christian and ignored his presence. I solely focused on my mother. I tried to convince Mother that we are fine. I hope she will buy my words.

"Can you put these in the kitchen and yeah, Get me my phone, it's in my room, Sophie." I nodded and asked Stacy to show me mother's room as I left with her.

I put the cups in the kitchen and got her phone. I remembered I also left my phone in the kitchen.

I left to take it but I heard voices from inside, "Tell me, why is my daughter so devastated?"