Benjamin Duncan began to feel pleasure as well as a comfort wrapped in the softness of Queen's hand massaging him. Even though the hand felt small and too soft, at the same time Benjamin felt big energy behind every touch. Queen's hands moved to and fro, tracing his back up and down, giving Benjamin a message that could be felt all the way to his nerve centers.
"How did you end up in Honduras and live with your aunt?" Benjamin asked breaking the silence.
Queen took a deep breath. "I don't want to remember it," Queen answered quietly.
Benjamin raised his head, "Where are your parents?" Benjamin asked again.
Queen pursed his lips, "They have died since I was a child." She answered in the same low voice.
"Tell me what happened to them." Benjamin really had to go to great lengths to pry every inch of the life story of the girl he had just married.
Queen stopped her massage and intended to inch out of bed, only halfway through Benjamin pulling her hand "Stay here." Benjamin said to Queen.
"I'll listen to you, tell me all the story." Said Benjamin, while their eyes met and the girl couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes, "I was about six years old when both my parents died in an accident." Queen steeled his heart to start telling the story.
"A woman who said her name was Clara came to me and took me away from the house," Queen said, his voice shaking, his eyes welling with tears.
"She said that there was nothing left for me in the house." She explained.
Ben's brows furrowed, "Why would she say that?" Ask Ben.
"When I was eight, Aunty Clara told me everything. My dad was broke and left in a lot of debt, so we ran away and ended up here." She said softly, her tears falling but Queen quickly shrank them away.
Benjamin's jaw hardened briefly, "Lie down beside me." he said. Even though it was awkward at first, Queen did it. At least Benjamin wasn't a man who could potentially hurt her. Why be afraid, in fact, all fears and bad things she has been through since she was little until now.
"You have a boyfriend?" asked Benjamin.
"You already know the answer," replied Queen.
"And you love him?" Benjamin asked again.
Queen swallowed hard, "As long as I'm alive, I've felt for the first time how much I want something. I don't even know if I love him or not." replied Queen.
"You want that man? You want to marry him?" Benjamin asked again.
"I thought, for the first time I felt that there was someone who could protect me other than my weak aunt," replied Queen.
Benjamin took a deep breath to hear Queen's answer which was enough to make his heart wry. Ben knew what kind of man the innocent girl fell in love with, but why were Queen's eyes too blind to see that that bastard named Ryan had taken advantage of her. Which lover would have the heart to sell the person he loves to a philanderer for money?!
"Go to sleep, I'm also very tired and want to sleep." Benjamin said quietly. Queen looked at Benjamin who had started to close. Even though he let her lie in his arms, Queen felt so strange and awkward. She couldn't close her eyes. Tonight will be a long night for her. But at least Queen could breathe a sigh of relief that Benjamin didn't touch her tonight. She hoped that for the next few nights, he would be gentle without wanting her body.
An hour passed and Queen still couldn't close her eyes, but she could hear Benjamin Duncan's soft snoring. The man was already sound asleep until Queen ventured out of bed without making much noise.
Queen got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Her energy was quite drained massaging Benjamin's body, besides the burden of mind she had was also heavy for her. Marry a stranger who will be with her for the rest of her life, or if Benjamin no longer wants her, she will be dumped like Aunt Clara who was dumped by her ex-husband.
Finally, Queen decided to wash her face and change clothes then sleep in the guest room as Benjamin said.