LILIYAHe pushed away from me before I could question the meaning of his statement. Then, he called a help to take me back to my room. That day was the last I'd seen him around.One week after that day, I was huddled in my room, dressed in baggy boy shorts and an oversized hoodie, whilst emailing Papa about the thousands of reasons I would not agree to be an ordinary housewife to Dice. I could not believe Papa had spent millions to send me to one of the best colleges, only to decide that I'd be a housewife because Dice said so. Speaking of Dice, I really needed to give that man a piece of my mind already—when he reappeared from wherever he was hiding.A reply from my last message came immediately, ‘I will take care of everything, soon, malyshka. Trust me.’I allowed myself a tear in that moment, as reality dawned on me. Dice's revenge probably involved taking my dreams away as well. Just who did he think he was? Slamming my laptop shut and wiping the tear, I half-ran to the kitchen t
LILIYADice tilted his head to whisper against my ear in that smooth British accent, "Bold of you to think I would be repeating the mistake I made that night. If I want to fuck a woman, I'd get one."Gasping, I took some steps back and hot tears pricked the back of my eyes. He stared back at me with those blank eyes as I struggled to get a grip of myself."You'd rather pay to fuck a woman than your wife?" I asked him sourly. "I'd pay anything they asked, if it meant that I won't lay my hands on you." He responded matter-of-factly."I hate you, God, I don't know what you've turned into and I hate this new you so much." I spat out, my entire body shaking with anger. He smirked, because he never smiled; the sadist."Feeling is mutual, princess."I asked then, "Then why did you get married to me? You should've married one of those women." "Those women do not deserve a man like me, princess. You, on the other hand..." He trailed off, knowing that I'd gotten the point."Why? Why do I dese
DICEShe shook her head no, automatically, a blush coating her cheeks. I had no good reason to ask her to sit on my lap, of course, but there was no turning back now. "You are forgetting you have to keep me happy, princess." I told her. She crossed her arms around her chest and stared pointedly at me, until she made her decision.Then, she scooted closer to my side and gently placed herself on my lap. Her body was on mine again. Focus.I reached out and pushed her silky hair to the side. She shifted on my lap, her breathing labored, and I held her hip still at once. At this rate, I was sure she felt the hardness of my cock against her ass. The traitor always betrayed me whenever this woman was in sight; even with the hideous clothes she usually wore.I picked up the spoon then, and started to gather some rice with it. She gasped and asked in a raspy tone, "W-what are you doing?" I brought the spoon to her lips. "Open."She turned to face me, her eyes searching for something in mine.
LILIYAOn this day, after two weeks of being married to Dice, I was finally going out. I should be excited, but I wasn't really. It was why I dreaded going out; I knew the paparazzi was going to come for me.If it was some years back, in highschool, I'd jump at the thought of being photographed by picture-hungry journalists, but a lot of things changed after highschool.Though I was in some sort of prison with Dice, I was not restricted from going out. Only, I could not go out for a job interview of any kind and I was also not allowed to head out without one of those robotic guards.One last glance at the mirror and I decided I was good to go. I mean, no one could go wrong with a flannel shirt, a camisole and cute baggy jeans, right? I hoped so. I just really wanted to be comfortable.I adjusted my glasses and raced down the stairs like a child on heavy sugar, then stopped in my tracks when I was finally downstairs. Cecilia stood there, in the middle of the hall, smiling lovingly at a
DICEFor the first time since our marriage, I was back home before my wife. I had threatened her guard twice about firing her, but it seemed like the twat had some other job elsewhere anyways.Just as I was about to drop my pride and shoot her a text, the front door pulled open. I jerked up from the couch where I sat, willing myself to appear as organized as I could.Liya entered, smiling like a fool whilst looking through her phone. I checked my phone to confirm that I hadn't sent her any text. Who the hell had her smiling like that?She looked up from her phone as soon as the thought crossed my mind and then, she flashed her pearly whites at me. "Hey, husband." "Where were you?" I went straight to the point. She rolled her eyes—fuck, I hated her attitude—and then, she replied,"Went shopping. Got done up. Made new friends, all of that." I gave her a quick once over now, and yes, she'd styled her hair differently and her nails looked new. Her face looked softer too, she probably had
LILIYAMy body was in flames, but I also didn't want to get too excited about anything. After all, this was the same man who didn't want me. The same man who chose another woman over me.I'd bought this nightgown amongst some others as some of my first, very feminine wears. And after that little jab by him last night, I'd decided to try this one out to see if I'd look sexy enough to stand near a man like him. If he hadn't entered and ravaged me with his eyes like this, I would have thought I looked like a bloated pig."W-what? No." I told him off after a while, my voice hoarse. He nodded as if he knew I'd refuse."Enlighten me about these cravings then, princess." He offered instead. Well, that I could do.I tried to look bold as I started to say it, but my cheeks still burned red in embarrassment. "Kissing? I really like kissing."It wasn't a lie. Henri had never really kissed me deeply for some reason, and it left me craving for someone to do it properly. Someone like Dice."Go on."
LILIYAI'd woken up some hours after Dice left my room, squinting as the rays of the afternoon sun seeped into the room through the blinds. I rubbed my thighs against each with other with a sigh, as I remembered what the man had done to my body.In a bid to distract myself from the unholy thoughts, my hand reached out for my phone on the bedside table as if on instinct and I grabbed it, sitting upright.There was a single text from Devin, asking to confirm if I was still up for our appointment with his stylist. I shot back an affirmative response before returning the phone to where it was. I didn't even have to check again to know that no one else had texted me. I could not keep any close friends anymore after Dice left. After seeing Devin yesterday, I wanted to call myself a fool for unassociating with the world because of him, but then I remembered that I was the one to blame for our drift, anyways. I just thought he'd forgiven me. He had said he held no grudges against me back th
DICEThe board members were going on and on about a proposal.They shot two or three questions at me on intervals and I kept my responses as short as possible. For the first time since I officially joined Rex Corp, I was not focused on a business meeting.Just a few hours ago, I had my fingers in a certain blonde's cunt and now I could not get her addictive scent out of my head. I knew this feeling too well. ‘This is how an addiction starts.’ My subconscious alerted me. ‘If the victim gets one taste, he wants more. And more. And more. Until the addiction becomes a basic need.’I had to make sure that Liya did not become a need. Not again. Back then, I was stupid. I was weak. I let my emotions get the better of me. Now that I've killed that side of me, I will not be making the same mistake twice."If that will be all, you can all return to your duty posts. We're done here." Devin dismissed the board members on my behalf and I let everyone filter out until it was only two of us. Then,