Chapter 25 Rapist Husband

Regina’s POV
“W—What princess? I don’t understand…”
Melany stuttered in panic.
“This is my daughter-in-law, Regina…She is no princess. Just a goddamn orphan that my son brought home a year ago…Maybe you had the wrong person, Sir Hover…”
I breathed out a long sigh.
I was suddenly tired of listening to Hover going over the same story that he told Angel a moment before, explaining to them that I had kept my identity a secret and that I was actually Ever Moon Pack’s Alpha’s sister.
Honestly, what difference did that make?
He could tell them that I was a princess all he wanted, and he could force them to respect me, but that didn’t change the fact that I was really just a prisoner here.
“Hover…Don’t,” I muttered.
He looked at me, “I can make her apologize to you, Princess Regina.”
“Oh yeah?” I let out a sarcastic laugh, “But can you set me free? And give me my freedom back? A true princess doesn’t deserve to have her hands tied up behind her back.”
He stood on his spot stiffly in silence.
“I guess not,” I snickered.
I ignored the horrified Melany and headed towards the front door. Behind my back, I heard Nigel whispering to his mother urgently:
“Mom! I told you to be patient! There is something about Regina that you should know…”
I pushed the front door open and stepped into the living room.
I was immediately welcomed by a suffocating smell of stale alcohol that hung heavy in the air.
I glanced across the room.
This place was the same as a remembered, dimly lit and dingy. Faded, nicotine-stained wallpaper peeled from the walls. The carpet was a mottled canvas of stains and spills.
The only difference was that it got a lot dirtier since I left. The coffee table was cluttered with empty liquor bottles, dirty dishes, and crumpled, discarded take-out boxes.
They got no one to do the cleaning after I left. I bet Melany never bothered to lift a finger to do the chores.
“This place is disgusting,” Hover walked up to my side and offered his comment.
“Well…it used to be my home for over a year.”
I walked to the couch and wanted to take a seat there. But Hover stopped me. He moved the pile of dirty laundry from the sofa, dusted the cushion, and laid his clean jacket on top of it.
“You can sit now,” he said deeply.
I found his whole gesture ridiculous and pathetic.
“What was that about? Are you trying to please me somehow?” I asked sarcastically.
“I just want to make your life easier.”
“Well, you can’t. And I won’t forget that it was you who caught me and brought me here. So stop acting like a goddamn hypocrite.”
I ignored the seat that he had cleaned up for me and sat down in another spot.
Nigel and Melany walked into the room at this time.
Melany was no longer glaring at me. Instead, there was an appeasing smile on her face. But that smile looked very awkward and faked.
“Regina…Oh, my bad, Princess Regina.”
She curtseyed to me, clumsily.
“Excuse my…bad behaviors. But I didn’t know who you really are. God was I shocked to hear that you are a noble princess! What a great match, you and Nigel! With you being the princess and him being the ambassador…Dear, you should tell us about it as soon as you married in this home. And I would—”
“You would what?” I asked, “Treat me nicer?”
“Well yeah…Certainly…”
I curved my lips into a sarcastic smile, “I am actually glad that I didn’t mention a damn thing about my status. Because it allowed me to see you for who you really are…Two abusive monsters.”
The appeasing smile froze on Melany’s face.
“And me and Nigel are no great match. As Ever Moon Pack’s princess, I deserve an Alpha or at least someone with the Alpha bloodline. Your son, Melany, is just a mediocre commoner,” I said icily.
I wanted to hurt them with those harsh words. Just like they were hurting me physically.
Nigel seemed to bristle with indignation, “What did you mean ‘mediocre’? Do you know how much work it took to become an ambassador?!”
I sneered, “By work, you meant sucking up to the Alpha’s daughter? Sure, I bet that it was hard.”
“You bitch—”
Nigel was losing his temper again. But Melany took a quick tug at his sleeve.
“OK. That is enough,” she smirked. “It is late. Time for bed. There is plenty of time to talk in the morning.”
Time for bed.
Those three words sent a chill down my spine.
I suddenly remembered what Alpha Torres said to Nigel back in the mansion, that he wanted Nigel to have sex with me and breed me.
No…I wouldn’t let that bastard touch me…Not in a million years!
“I will sleep here!” I straightened my back and cried, “Right here on this couch!”
But my request was neglected.
“Hover, can you take her to the second floor? Second room down the hall? That is our bedroom,” Nigel said to Hover.
I snapped my head towards Hover with a pleading look. I hoped that he could say no. I hoped that he could defend me again.
Yet he didn’t.
He walked over to me with a deadpan face and pulled me up, steering me towards the staircase.
“Keep her hands tied up at all times!” Nigel cried to us as we went upstairs.
My heart was filled with indignation. I tried to shake Hover’s hand off my shoulder. But I failed.
“You said that you wanted to make my life easier! And what are you doing now?!” I spat.
His tone was steady as ever, “I am following Alpha Torres’s order.”
“And let Nigel rape me?!”
He didn’t answer this time.
We arrived at the bedroom. Hover opened the door and pushed me in. He shoved me onto the bed. The old mattress made a crunchy sound underneath me.
Hover stood by the bedside and looked down at me with a dark face.
“It will be over soon,” he said. “Nigel was your husband. This isn’t your first time with him. Just…bear with it for a little longer and give birth to his child. I will talk to the Alpha then and set you free.”
I couldn’t believe that he was actually saying this to me.
Did he honestly think that it was OK to let Nigel rape me just because he used to be my husband? Didn’t he see that this was a fucking crime?!
I raised my upper body and spat at his face.
“You…You disgust me!”
I hissed in a shaky voice.
“I can’t believe that I used to think of you as a nice person…”
Hover’s face darkened. But he chose to remain in silence.
Just then, Nigel walked into the room, with a glass of milk in his hands.
“Here is my lovely wife,” he said briskly and set the glass on the nightstand.
He leaned in and kissed me on my lips. The touch of his lips made my stomach swirl in disgust.
At this point, I was forced to realize that I had nobody here to help me.
Except myself.
Nigel straightened his back and started unbuttoning his shirt.
I stared at him and clenched my fists behind my back. My nails sunk into my palm. The pain helped to calm me down.
Don’t panic, Regina.
I said to myself.
You needed to be strong. For yourself. For your family. For Gray.
“What are you still standing here?” I turned my head towards Hover and said in a cold voice, “Do you want to watch while my husband has sex with me?”
I couldn’t have Hover in the room if I wanted to pull this off.
Luckily, Hover was still a man with honor. I caught an embarrassed look flickering across his eyes.
“I will leave,” he said.
Yet Nigel seemed reluctant, “Wait…”
I was disgusted by that. It seemed that Nigel honestly didn’t mind a third person watching. He probably even wanted Hover to stay so that I would behave.
What a puss.
“Leave,” I strengthened.
Hover turned and left the room, closing the door behind his back.
Nigel gulped. Now he looked nervous without his bodyguard in the room.
Picking up that glass of milk on the nightstand, he handed it to me with a forced smile, “I warmed up some milk for you.”
I eyed him coldly.
“Come on, Regina. It is just milk. You don’t want me to call back Hover, do you?” he warned.
“Untie me,” I said.
He shook his head immediately, “No. How about I feed it to you?”
He placed the glass next to my lips and fed it to me. I drank and then choked. Half of the glass got spilled onto my chest, drenching my blouse.
Nigel’s breathing suddenly became rough. He stared at my milk-drenched blouse. His eyes darkened.
“Oh Regina…Sometimes I forget how beautiful you are…”
He placed his hand on my breast and squeezed it. I winced in pain. My humiliated look made him grin in triumph.
“So beautiful,” he breathed like a fucking dog in heat.