Chapter Seventy seven
Bella
Cyrus takes me from his parent’s house and helps me in his car like a true gentleman and takes me to his penthouse. Through the entire drive Cyrus does not talk to me or look at me, seemingly in thought and my mind is on what happened yesterday and how I still can’t believe any of it is real. I don’t know what we are going to talk about or what our marriage is going to be like now, will anything change?
I didn’t plan on Cyrus finding out like this, not in front of my in-laws and in public but I am glad it’s all out there now. I am also super glad that I was living a lie all this time. I never slept with Cullen, the best news and result that could have come from this whole mess. I gave my virginity to my husband and hence I have nothing to be afraid of now. I think this is good and that is why I was so quick to forgive Cyrus and agree to come home with him. Everything is going to be okay, right?
Cullen though? I don’t know what to make of him now. I can’t believe he told his brother about that kiss and I can’t believe he kissed me, knowing I had just been in bed with his brother. What is wrong with him is there something there that I failed to notice in him before? I can’t think about it right now. I can’t think about him. I should focus on my marriage.
He parks in the garage and takes my hand not saying anything as we head over to the elevator. We get to the penthouse, greet the guards and head inside. As soon as we get in Cyrus let’s go of my hand and walks over to the bar, he pours himself a drink then another one while I stand there by the door looking at him. When he is done he finally turns back and looks at me and I don’t like what I see in his eyes.
I see anger and hate in his eyes which is contrary to how he has been acting at his parent’s house although I didn’t focus on the look I his eyes and more on what he was saying to me. I tense up but decide to level the situation.
“I know I never got a chance to but I am sorry about what happened at dinner yesterday night. It wasn’t all your fault and I just hope that now everything is in the open we can finally have a real marriage. You know I have always loved you and I would do anything to have a fraction of the love I see in our parents.” I tell him and he snickers and looks at me before he says
“Bella, Bella, Bella. You really think you can make a fool of me for six months and humiliate me in front of my parents and it will all go away with a simple sorry? You really are naïve, aren’t you?” he asks
I look at him but no words come out. I don’t understand,, I thought he was sorry and he wanted us to talk about. So, if I am stupid what does it mean?
“Go upstairs into my bedroom and remove each and every piece of clothing on your body. I want to find you sprawled on the bed like the day you were born.” He says and he looks very serious from where I am standing.
“What?” I ask clearly surprised. I am not naïve I knew this was coming but not like this, not now.
“You’re going to pay for every lie you have told me and after for everything you have put me through.” He says with clear hatred in his eyes, so I try again
“I just thought we could sit down and talk about it first? I know you want to get to sex but I am sure that can wait u….”
“Did you fucking hear me!? I am going to give you five minutes while I finish my drink, when you’re not there as instructed by the time I get upstairs you’re going to wish you had listened the first time.” He shouts the first time and say the other sentence through clenched teeth before he sets the glass down on the bar too hard that it shatters into pieces.
I don’t want to deal with Cyrus when he is like this; he doesn’t care as he takes another glass and pours himself another. I run up the stairs straight into my room and lock the door behind me, I don’t want to deal with a drunken Cyrus when he has hate in his eyes. Not today, I will just let me cool down and tomorrow we can finally talk while we have all calmed down.
I decide to go to bed and lie down for a while and relax. And nearly five or ten minutes later I hear Cyrus walking up the stairs, making more noise than he needs to because I know he can be silent and he can’t have already been that drunk in such a short time. He gets in his room and I hear it lock behind him and think ‘thank goodness’ as I slowly relax and start drifting to sleep.
“Hello princess.” I hear Cyrus’s voice in my ear and think I must be dreaming because the sound sounds so close like he is in the room with me.
I wake up a bit sleepy and sure enough Cyrus is inside my bedroom standing over me on the bed with a menacing smile on his face as he looks down at me. I am still confused with the whole thing when he says to me.
“Its time to play princess. I warned you to listen to my instructions, this is all on you.”
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