The fresh blossoms, the sights that Oliva had ever demanded to see were in front of her, she was on the balcony with her coffee cup.
She was pleased her family would not be threaded again. As if all the great worries were removed from her shoulders, she was so grateful, she did a thing that benefited her parents.
She looked around her, the jewels, position and the Luxury, those things she would not choose to own, for the sorrow that came with them the fear of losing them was more painful.
She was better with playing the knight who defeated for his lovely homeland and his master, she clearly drew that kind of mindset and built her small imagine up to it.
To get married was her hopeless fearful expectation. The word Love ment not less than nothing to her, she tried to escape from this reality but how the fade played his role.
"Now I have to do something, this is a dogmatic situation" she thought and took asip.
"First of all I am not going to give up my dreams, I must show him who I am, I'm not his yes girl sir"
She put her cup on the table tried to warm her face, she whispered" I am curious about the real me, daughter of whom I truly am"
She was sinking deep in her thoughts, she did not pay attention to him when he hugged her, he smelled her perfume tangled hands with her.
"You will get cold"
She skipped a beat or two, his hands were soft and warm, she doubted that he did not use them at all, he turned her to face him, he gazed at her soul even beyond.
" I know I should have not left you that night... "
He spoke but before he continued she interrupted his speech saying: " But you did and always you will"
Kide could not breathe, her words suffocated him, he grabbed her waist tightly pressing his fingers till she groaned in pain, he never thought of that, not even in his nightmares.
"Is that what you want?"
He whispered in a tune she did not hear, her heart was on her hand, she blinked and opened her mouth.
He stared at her lips and caressed her for five minutes. She was all gone with a strong passion that gave her many butterflies. He moved a little back to let her breath. Oliva's cheeks turned red
" Should I leave you?"
He pronounced every word in slow motion, she raised her eyebrow, he kissed her again walking her to the bed where he falled upon her, his long hair were on her cheeks.
The more he approached she lost control of herself. "And now?" He said with upset voice, she closed her eyes lightly said: "Stay do not go"
He moved his forefinger delicately on her lower lip, his eyes were on hers.
"Your body had gave me the permission ten minutes ago"
He mouthed not letting her any other chance to speak or move a finger, he was waiting for this moment for a very long time.
When she awoke it was already midnight, she could feel his huge body grab hers strongly, as if he was afraid of losing her.
"Good morning at night"
He muttered with that smile on his face, telling her that it's just the beginning of their night.
She kept silence scrolled her eyes so he said with laughter "Only for one more time"
She pushed his hand off her waist and gave him her sharp red eye.
" look how I am trembling"
Mockingly he said then he kiss her bare shoulder and added " I am sorry "
He even pulled her closer to him, till she could hear his unstable heart beat, she did not deny her heart beat almost matching his.
"W_ why did you choose me? you can probably have many women better than me"
There was silence for some seconds, he answered "I don't know"
He put more stress on her hand, her body temperature raised when he moved in and out her she felt her head spin around, she could not help any more just to bear him for all of her screaming in beginning request were unheard, as if he was enjoying her pain.
Oliva opened her eyes. It was the morning, she damned the moment that she met him, his laying sleepy body was next to her, she hardly got out of his hands, she took a bath, touching all the marks that he left on her.
She put on a nice black dress, when she made her hair ready he awoke smiling like evils did.
The way he looked at her made her feel shy so she turned to the other side, he wore his clothes heading to his bride, he gave her the morning kiss he let her hold her breath while he was taking a shower.
"Nowhere to go or to hide from him "
She whispered walking randomly on the room, she let the maid in, who laid the table full of her favorite meals, the maid left the room quietly she closed the door.
Kide walked to her drying his hair
"Do have a sit here"
He tapped on his thigh and pointed to her to sit, she hesitated but she did as he told her, she cursed him with every moment.
"Good girl"
He said while his fingers checking his marks on her to make sure they were on their right place.
Oliva held the uper of his shirt strongly and dared to look at him eye to eye she leaned her head near his chest then said in a broken voice "If you really love me stop this, "
He sat her on the chair with that stone expression, she held his hand whispered:" I need time Kide"
He did not say a word and left the room so angrily, she felt an unknown ache.
She did not take her breakfast, she was crying on her pillow till noon, the previous night still stocked in her brain, she failed to erase the trace of his touch.