We came home and saw Christian walking out of our house. My heart skipped a beat when my hazel eyes met his onyx one. I wish we could come back later. I remain still because I lose my posture whenever he is near.
He walked closer and said,
"Mrs Skye, Sophie, sit in the car, I need to show you and Mrs Skye your new home." I looked at Mother and then him and gave him a nod. We left with him.
We stopped in front of another mansion. Mine and mother's mouth gaped as we quickly closed it afterwards.
I looked at him and I and Mother said at the same time, "You don't have to."
He looked at us with a perfectly raised eyebrow, "It was part of the deal." He said and got out of the car and so did we.
"I know, but it didn't say for a mansion." I tried to reason.
"She's right, You don't have to." Mother also said. He looked at us confused but soon gained his stance and walked towards me and my heart began to race as I took a step back.
But thankfully, without sparing a glance at me, he took a hold of my hand and took me with him. We stopped at the entrance and I pulled my hand away from him. He looked at me- definitely ‘not’ liking my action.
I averted my gaze from him and walked to Mother.
The door opened and the mansion, embellished with the decorations we had never seen before, was in front of us.
"It's too much. I can't live in it." Mother said, looking down. Christian turned his attention to mother and I took a hold of my mother's hand and stared into his drilling gaze.
"Mrs Skye, This is your daughter's wish. You'll live in this house starting tomorrow." He said. Mother remained speechless.
"Fine, My mother will live here," I said firmly as he looked at me.
I ‘narrowed’ my eyes and began to say, "We are doing this for money, So, Mother enjoy. There's no need to be timid." I said and excused myself and left to see the garden.
I stare emotionless at the flowers. The lush garden is as lust as a luxurious home. I closed my eyes and let the cold breeze wrap itself around me.
I remained like that and felt that solace I am receiving until someone decides to ruin it. I turned to see Mother looking at me worried, "Why did you say that?"
"What?" I asked.
"I know you, Whenever you lie or say something you didn't mean to, you narrow your eyes." I bit my lips and looked away.
"It's true," I said.
She laughed a little and hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back.
"Let's go back." Mother said, patting my back. I nodded and looked on the other side and saw Christian looking at us with his usual hollow look.
I avoided his gaze and we went inside. We were looking around the house.
"Mrs Skye, select your room and tell Stacy; your personal maid." He said motioning to Stacy. She smiled and bowed a little. She took mother with her, leaving me alone with him.
I begged them not to go in my heart. I continued the tour and prevented looking at him.
As we were walking, he suddenly pinned me to the nearest wall and I squeaked in dread. I looked at him petrified as he stared at me with those alarming looks that made my body to submerge in the pools of fright.
His eyes flicker with a hint of anger and amusement. I felt his minty breath on the face as his hands were holding my wrists tightly against the wall.
Feeling disgusted and scared, I feel like I am having a demo of what will happen to me later and in the worst way possible. Tears blurred my vision from these terrifying thought of being touched for the first time and I began to whimper,
"Please don't... You will toy with me after marriage, please don't do anything now... Please.."
"Please don't Christian. Please get away... let me treasure this innocence which will soon be stained... Please.." I sobbed. He finally decided to spare me my purity, I felt him loosen his grip on my wrist as he slowly pulled away.
My teary eyes met his gaze which glistened with a look of remorse and sadness in them for an instant but it was soon replaced by his seething look. I am still alarmed because he was standing too close.
Somewhere in my heart, I feel like he does this deliberately just to see my reaction.
I, who was still shaking in vexation, couldn't stand this close to him. I tried to get away but his arms are resting on either side of the wall trapping me in the prison of his arms- leaving me at his mercy.
My trembling form was filled with intense dread because of the closeness.
"Please don't touch me before our marriage.." I whispered desperately. Thankfully, My prayers listened as he pulled away slowly.
I lifted my gaze and met him that held the mystifying clouds of inexplicable feelings in them. He moved his hand closer to my cheeks and wiped my tears. I shivered violently when his hand made contact with my cheek.
The feeling of apprehension he evoked within me made me lose my senses. I continued to gasp and shudder under the piercing gaze of his. He slowly pulled away his hand and then back away. I wiped my tears and ran away from him.
It was clear from my reaction that I cannot bear intimacy one bit and now I have begun think I might have made a mistake by selling myself to him.
I can't spend a second with him, let alone a lifetime. This is gonna be nothing but an endless nightmare and the worst is that I chose it so I cannot complain, I cannot push him away because I agreed to be his toy.
I ran to a random room and leaned on the wall and put my hand over my mouth to muffle my voice, cursing under my breath, shaking by his touch as I was not used to it, only if I had dated I might have bear it but now, it's so hard to resist, to ignore.
'My future is fucked up by my choice.'
After calming myself down, I took a deep breath and walked out.
I walked around the mansion and I soon realized that I am lost. I looked around and saw no one. I continued to walk. I almost screamed in dread when I felt a hand on my back. I turned and saw Mother looking at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Where were you? We were looking for you." Mother scolded me and I saw Christian standing with Mother. I bit my lips and turned my head away. I don't even want to look at him.
Mother sighed as she said, "Come, We are leaving.." I nodded and stood beside her.
We went back and I felt his menacing gaze on me which was giving chills to my very soul.
A second is like a painfully low time for me. I wonder how I can live in the same house as him...
These thoughts made me numb as I lost myself in frights that will haunt me forever....