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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
GABRIELLE
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Lucian was nowhere to be seen when I opened my eyes.
I could tell that it hadn't been long since he left since the space beside me was still warm. I tried to sit up but winced at the sharp burst of pain.
I barely had managed to get any sleep, even when I wanted it to take me away from everything, I remained awake and trapped in his brutal embrace.
I was drained out of strength.
Defeated.
There was not even the slightest hope for me.
He had stripped me of the last thing I was preciously hanging on to.
Even though I told myself that I didn't mean those words, my heart still felt aggrieved.
I felt as if I had betrayed the love me and Derek shared, and also in the worse of ways.
I still didn't understand why my body had reacted so intensely. I hated Lucian in the way I've never despised anyone. So how could it have happened to me?
At that moment, my body had been a puppet under his masterful control, and not just once, he had forced that shameful pleasure on me.
A hot wave of shame flooded my insides, I should have fought harder against him.
Even though my eyes were already sore, fresh tears began to sting once again. Even now, I could see that triumphant look he wore.
He tore me apart and had won.
I jolted and blinked them back when the sound of the door opening reached my ears.
I shut my eyes closed and curled myself under the covers, wishing whoever it was would just go away.
I didn't get so lucky, the sound of the footsteps kept approaching closer and closer.
"How are you feeling, Brie?."
My spine went stiff at the sound of his voice, I knew if I opened my eyes, I would see him standing by the side of the bed.
How could he even ask that when he was the source of my pain?
There was pin-drop silence for the briefest seconds. Then his harsh voice, spreading a shudder through me.
"Open your eyes and look at me, wife!"
Even though everything in me screamed to rebel, my eyes still snapped open. I met his frosty stare and my heart surged with renewed panic and anger. I hated when he called me that.
"What do you want! Please go away!" I snapped, inching backward, away from him.
He was dressed in a complete suit, I could guess he was about to leave for work.
He bore the striking look of an angel, but he was the devil himself.
He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. His eyes lacked even the slightest trace of warmth.
"Watch your tone wife, we don't want a repeat of last night, do we? I can punish you worse if that's what you want and you'll deserve every bit of it!" He glared.
"No...don't! "
I shook my head slowly like the coward I was, I wished I could tell him all the words rolling on the tip of my tongue, but I was too scared right now.
I yelped when he suddenly yanked off the covers, leaving me in my naked state.
I trembled under the heat of his stare, the primal way his eyes roamed made me feel more naked.
He got on the bed and I flinched backward.
"Please... no" The fearful whimper left my mouth. I couldn't tear my eyes away from his unreadable ones.
He gripped my jaw, forcing me closer to him.
"Never beg me for what is mine! If I want to, I will claim you as many times as I desire and your pleas will be useless!" He leaned closer to my ears, his palm groping one of my breasts tightly. A strangled sob escaped my mouth when his other hand left my jaw, only to be replaced by the hot feel of his mouth, biting and sucking hard. I started to struggle against his grip when he suddenly changed our positions, so I was lying on my stomach.
"Fight me and I will fuck your tight ass right now and right here! " He seethed.
He caressed my ass cheeks and a finger started to probe into my spot.
I completely froze, the little blood draining out of my face.
The finger probed deeper until I cried out. Pain and fear was the only thing I felt.
"Lucian...d..don't, I b...beg of you!"
If anything, the pressure increased, until it became unbearable.
"Fucking virgin tight!" He cursed under his breath.
"Should we test how much of my cock your tight little hold can accommodate? " He panted.
His finger already felt so painful, there was no way his huge manhood would fit unless he wanted to split me apart.
Uncontrollable fits of sobs made my whole body tremble.
I didn't expect him to suddenly let go of me, he continued to pin me down with his weight, but at least he withdrew his finger. The feeling was replaced by something cool being spread across my ass cheeks, I got to know what it was when the soreness gradually started to grow numb. It had to be some sort of cooling balm.
As much as I hated him, I was still grateful for the sudden relief.
He suddenly rolled off me and got off the bed altogether. I quickly covered myself with the sheets once again, shielding myself from his predatory stare.
He looked at me with something that almost seemed like regret before he broke the silence.
"I wish I have more time to play with you, little mouse, but I have to leave. I am going to be away for a week for business."
A week?
I couldn't hide my surprise, my delight as well, he must have seen it because a dangerous glow flashed across his eyes.

"Do you want to avoid my presence so much?" His voice dripped with displeasure.
The glare was replaced by an Icy smile that spread across his face.
I shuddered inwardly.
There was just something about it that told me that I wouldn't like what was going to come next.
I didn't respond to his question which sound more like a statement.
"I'll be leaving for such a long time, won't you hug and kiss me goodbye the way a loving obedient wife should? "
My stomach felt too tight, my eyes snapped again to meet his burning stare, I felt as though I would perish from the intensity of
I would never accept being his wife inside of me, and there was certainly nothing loving about us.
"I'm waiting, you don't want me upset, kiss me now wife!" The corners of his lips curved upwards in a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
My heart was pounding hard and harder. I swallowed tightly and slowly started to scramble to my feet.
This travel would bring opportunities, I might even find my escape out of this palace.
From the glint in his eyes, I knew he was searching for a way to punish me, probably for showing delight when he announced the news of his departure.
He had done worse things to me, It would kill me, but I would bear it. Most especially now that an opportunity would soon present itself.
My feet touched the floor and I avoided meeting his eyes. It would be much easier if I didn't have to stare at those powerful orbs.
My heart jumped hard as I stood on tiptoe, and allowed my lips to brush his, and withdrew as quickly as I could.
I started to pull away when his arm snaked around my waist, pushing me against his chest.
There was a different gleam in his eyes, I couldn't tell what it was but I instantly regretted obeying him.
"Let go of me, I already did what you wanted."
He stared at me as if amused, a finger toyed with my lower lips and I flinched backward.
"Not quite, I told you to kiss me, I didn't say where yet."
I was confused by his statement until I heard the sound of a belt unbuckling, then the noise of a zipper opening.
The panic and paralyzed me a second before he whispered in my ear these ugly words.
"These glorious lips will taste every inch of my cock."
"N...No... " I stammered in horror.
He paused to stare at me deeply.
"Oh yes, you certainly will. What kind of husband will I be if I don't give you something to think about until I return? hmm?"
Goosebumps covered my skin, my stomach tightened with disgust. I tried to force myself from his grasp. I didn't get far when I felt a harsh tug on my hair, making me scream in pain aloud.
"Let go! You sick bastard! "
He merely chuckled as he forced me back to his much bigger and muscular frame.
"You've got a dirty mouth wife, we will make the right use of it! "




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