Chapter Thirty
“Okay I understand and I am sorry for what I said earlier”
“Its fine, I wasn’t holding it against you”
“I just wanted to apologize. You didn’t deserve it”
“Thanks”
Luckily the song is getting to an end and I can’t wait to get out of the dance floor and go get some fresh air, plus my feet are killing me for dancing so long
“One last thing, about tonight” he says and my ears perk up giving him all my attention
“Yes”
“I know my brother is an asshole but he won’t force himself on a woman. You just make up an excuse and I promise you he won’t touch you”
“What kind of an excuse?”
“Tell him you’re on your period or something, Tell him you have a headache and you don’t feel well. I promise you he won’t force himself on you”
“Okay, maybe your right but we have the presentation of the sheets in the morning”
“Stupid traditions. Anyway, the only person who can help you now is your husband. He is connected to you and he will want to protect you, so maybe you should tell him the truth”
“I can’t you don’t know what he is like with me. If he finds out I made a fool of him he is going to be so pissed and who knows what he might do. I am scared” I confess
“Don’t be, I am sure everything is going to be fine” by the time he tells me this we have stopped dancing and he lets go of my hand kissing my forehead and leaving to the other exit. I turn and walk in the other direction
When the night is over we get escorted to our suite with the male relatives of the family singing and shouting things that have me holding my ears to block the sounds out. As soon as we get inside Cyrus closes the door on their face, they stay for a few seconds shouting through the door then eventually leave. Cyrus walks past me straight to the bedroom removing his jacket on his way there.
I sit down on the sofa and contemplate what to do. Should I make up an excuse or should I tell him the truth? If I lie now, how long will I continue lying for and what will happen when he finds out I have been lying straight to his face the whole time, besides we have the presentation of the sheets tomorrow. Can I trust Cyrus with the truth? How will he react and what will he do when I confess? Cullen is probably right, what choice do I have now, Cyrus holds my fate and I have to plead with him. I just hope he can forgive me.
I move towards my fight slowly praying inside that Cyrus has pity on me in his judgment, I hesitate at the door then slowly open it. It opens slowly revealing the room but Cyrus is no where insight it’s a relief that short lived since I can hear the water running in the bathroom. I stand by the door and wait for him to make an appearance, he comes from the bathroom with nothing but a towel with water dripping from his hair, he looks so sexy and yummy right now I want to…..
I immediately avert my gaze and look at the floor. I hear his footsteps walking across the room before he sighs and says
“Come here”
This is my chance, I have to tell him the truth now before it goes any further, I want to be done with it already
“Cyrus, I wanted to….”
“I don’t see you moving, I said come here”
I look over at him and he is holding a knife in his hand as he waits for me. He wants to remove the dress and then get to undress me
“I have to tell you something, its….”
“Not important. I thought we already talked about this, you’re not a princess in this room, in here I control you. So come before I get angry, trust me you don’t want that”
I immediately approach him saying to him “i…we can’t do this now…..I….I need to take a shower first, I am so dirty and sweaty”
“Then let me fulfill the traditions for tonight so you can have your royal shower. We have broken enough traditions already to keep ignoring them, it gets add to the morning tradition” he says as he turns me around so my back faces him and rips my wedding dress sharply as it pools by me feet.
I immediately raise my hand to cover my body and run to the bathroom with my shoes still on. After I take a shower and towel dry I remember I forgot a very important detail, I didn’t bring with me a change of clothes into the bathroom. I guess now I have a towel to cover myself which is more than the bra and panties I had on when I got in here. I sit on the bathroom for a good time to give time for Cyrus to tire waiting for me and go to sleep.
When I am satisfied with the time I spent in the bathroom I tiptoe and open the door to the bedroom as slowly as I can and go outside, a quick survey shows Cyrus is not here and I quickly run to the closet where my night bag was installed. Just as I reach the door I hear Cullen behind me, the bed dips and he says
“Be quick about it, I don’t have all night”
I take a change of underwear, jeans and t-shirt and start heading back to the bathroom to put them on. As I am on my way he stops me
“Where the fuck are you going?”
“I am going to put some clothes on” I answer holding my clothes like a shield to my chest
“No you’re not”
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