Andrew hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak. I didn't know you had a wife," Andrew began. "And the way you're treating her...it's not right. She deserves better than this."
William's expression hardened as he turned to look at Sophia, who sat on the bed covering her body with the bedspread. Andrew could sense the tension in the room
"How dare you come into my home and tell me how to treat my wife," William spat.
Andrew stood his ground, his eyes never leaving William's. "I may not know everything, but I know enough to see that Sophia deserves to be treated with respect and dignity. You can't just ignore her and treat her like she's some kind of possession."
William's anger grew as he glared at Andrew. "Sophia is my wife, and I'll treat her how I see fit. Now leave."
Andrew looked at Sophia, who avoided his gaze, clearly uncomfortable with the situation. He nodded, knowing there was nothing more he could do. William slammed the door behind him.
He moved towards Sophia on the bed, his eyes fixed on her face. Sophia felt a knot forming in her stomach as he came closer, and she couldn't help but shrink away from him.
But William was not deterred. He reached out and grabbed her chin, pulling her face up towards his. Sophia felt uncomfortable, trapped by his gaze.
"Look at me," William said, his voice low and dangerous. "I want you to understand something. You belong to me, and I can do whatever I want with you."
Sophia's heart was pounding in her chest as William moved in closer, pressing his body against hers. She could feel his breath on her face, and it made her feel sick.
And then, just as suddenly as he had appeared, William pulled away from her and strode towards the door. Sophia was left trembling on the bed, her eyes filled with tears.
She had dreamed of finishing college, finding a kind and loving partner, and traveling the world together. But instead, she was tied to a man who treated her with cruelty and disregard. A monster.
Sophia wiped her tears and stood up, facing the mirror. She looked at herself, her eyes red and puffy, her hair disheveled. She didn't recognize the person she saw in the mirror. This wasn't who she was meant to be.
With a deep breath, Sophia picked up her clothes from the bed and started putting them on. She wiped away the last of her tears and headed downstairs.
She slowly descended the grand staircase, her eyes fixed on the paintings that adorned the walls of the grand foyer.
The intricate details and vivid colors of the artwork were breathtaking, and Sophia couldn't help but pause and admire each one as she made her way down the stairs.
As she reached the bottom of the staircase, she was drawn to a particular painting that seemed to glow in the light of the chandeliers. She reached out her hand and placed it gently on the canvas, her fingers tracing the delicate brushstrokes.
Lost in thought, Sophia didn't notice the sound of footsteps approaching until a voice suddenly spoke behind her.
"Do you like it?" The voice was deep and rich, sending shivers down her spine.
Sophia jumped, startled, and turned to see Andrew standing there. She hadn't even heard him approach.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, her hand flying to her chest. "You scared me."
Andrew gave her a small smile. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."
"It's beautiful," she said, gesturing to the canvas. "Did you paint it?" Sophia asked, looking up at him.
Andrew looked at the drawing for a moment before turning his gaze back to Sophia. "Yes, I did," he said with a small smile.
Sophia's eyes widened in surprise. "It's very nice," she said, impressed by his talent.
"Thank you," Andrew replied, his voice soft.
They stood in silence for a moment, both of them lost in thought. Then suddenly, Sophia broke the silence.
"Thank you for standing up for me earlier," Sophia said, looking down at her feet.
Andrew looked at her, his expression kind and understanding. "I'm sorry for entering your room without knocking. That was wrong of me."
Sophia nodded, still feeling grateful for his help. "It's okay. I appreciate you coming to my defense."
Andrew smiled. "Of course. I couldn't just stand there and watch him treat you like that. You deserve better."
Sophia looked up at him, her eyes searching his face. "Who are you, exactly?"
Andrew paused for a moment, taken aback by the question. "I'm Andrew," he replied slowly. "William's cousin."
"I've been away for a while," Andrew explained. "But I'm back now, and I plan to stick around for a while."
Sophia smiled, feeling a sense of comfort in Andrew's presence. "Well, I'm glad you're here. I could use a friend."
Andrew returned her smile. "I'm happy to be that friend."
Sophia smiled slightly.
They stood in silence for a moment, both of them lost in their own thoughts. Finally Andrew broke the silence.
He spoke up. "Would you like a tour of the mansion?" he asked, gesturing towards the door. "There are some truly stunning rooms that I think you would appreciate."
Sophia nodded, feeling grateful for the distraction. "I would love that," she said, smiling up at him.
Sophia followed Andrew through the halls of the old estate, marveling at the intricate details of the architecture and the history that seemed to seep from every crack in the walls. As they approached a narrow staircase, Andrew held out his hand and gestured for Sophia to go first.
"Ladies first," he said with a small smile, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
Sophia felt a shiver run down her spine at his charming manners, and she eagerly took the lead, feeling a sense of trust and security around him that she had never experienced before.
As they made their way through the maze of rooms and corridors, Sophia felt a sense of peace and happiness that she had never felt before. Andrew was the exact opposite of his cousin William, and she couldn't help but wonder how they could be related.
Suddenly, they passed a closed door, and Sophia took a step back, her curiosity getting the best of her.
"Why didn't you show me that room?" she asked, pointing to the door. "Is there something in there you don't want me to see?"
Andrew turned to her, a playful glint in his eyes. "Oh no, not at all. That's just my room," Andrew replied, shrugging. "I paint and draw in there sometimes."
"I'd love to see your room, Andrew. And your paintings too." Sophia said.
Andrew chuckled at Sophia's enthusiasm. "Are you serious?" he asked, looking amused.
"Of course, I'm serious. I want to see your paintings," Sophia replied, grinning.
Andrew smiled and took a step back, opening the door to his room. "Well, in that case, come on in," he said, signaling for Sophia and Sophia to enter.
As they stepped inside, Sophia was struck by the beauty of the room. The walls were covered in Andrew's paintings and drawings, and there were sketches and art supplies scattered about the room.
"These are amazing," Sophia said, admiring one of the paintings on the wall.
"Thanks," Andrew replied, looking pleased. "I've been working on a new series lately. I can show you some more if you'd like."
Sophia nodded eagerly.
Andrew pulled out one of his canvases and presented it to her with a wide grin on his face."This is my favorite piece," Andrew said, his eyes fixed on the painting. "I call it 'The Beauty in Imperfection.'"Sophia smiled as she looked at the painting, taking in the vibrant colors and the intricate brushstrokes. She couldn't help but be drawn in by the emotion it conveyed."It's beautiful. Why is it your favorite?" Sophia asked.Andrew smiled and remained silent for a moment, lost in thought. Then he turned to Sophia and said, "Because it's a reminder that beauty can be found in imperfection. We don't have to be perfect to be beautiful."Sophia smiled.Andrew remained silent for a moment, then he changed the topic. "So, how did you meet William?" he asked, his eyes brightening.Sophia turned away from Andrew as she took a deep breath. She felt her heart rate increase as she tried to steady herself. She felt very uncomfortable with the topic.She turned back to face Andrew, hesitating
As William forced himself on her, Sophia felt her world shatter into a million pieces. She had always believed in the sanctity of love and the power of intimacy, but now she knew that it was all a lie. Tears streamed down her face as William finished, leaving her lying there, broken and alone. She had lost her innocence, and she knew that nothing would ever be the same again. William stood up, straightening his clothes as she lay on the bed, broken and bruised. She couldn't believe what had just happened. "Go clean yourself up," William spat, adjusting himself as he strode towards the door. "And don't you dare leave this room." Sophia lay there for what felt like hours, unable to move or speak. She felt violated and empty, like a shell of the person she used to be. Now she knew that William was nothing more than a monster. As she managed to stand up, her legs shaking, she stumbled towards the mirror. She didn't recognize the face that stared back at her – bruised and swollen, tea
Sophia's voice shook with pain as she struggled to speak. "P-p-please," she stammered, "I'm in pain."William laughed as he threw the bags on the bed and walked towards Sophia. "You think I care about your pain?" he spat. "You should have thought about that before disobeying me and going to Andrew's studio without my permission." He grabbed her arm and yanked her towards him, causing her to wince in pain. "Now get dressed and stop wasting my time," he said.Sophia cried out as he yanked her to her feet, the pain shooting through her body. She tried to pull away from him, but he held her in a tight grip, his fingers digging into her flesh.But he didn't care, he only sneered at her, his eyes cold and hard. "You're mine now," he said. "And I'll do what I want with you."Sophia collapsed onto the bed, tears streaming down her face. Her heart sank as she realized that there was no escape. She was trapped with a man who cared nothing for her pain or her suffering, a man who would use he
Sophia bit her lip, trying to suppress the rising panic inside of her. She knew that William could be unpredictable and violent, and she didn't want to provoke him.As they made their way inside the dimly lit building, Sophia felt her nerves start to fray. The music was loud, the air thick with the scent of sweat and alcohol.She tried to stay close to William, feeling like a small, vulnerable thing in the midst of all the noise and chaos.William introduced her to his friends. They were all laughing and drinking, celebrating the newlyweds. Sophia tried to smile and act normal, but she felt like a fraud.As the night wore on, Sophia's anxiety grew. She was surrounded by people she didn't know, in a place she had never been before, wearing a dress that made her feel exposed and vulnerable.William's friend turned to him and said, "William, I can see you hit the jackpot." He looked at Sophia, admiring her.William laughed and smacked her on the ass. "She's all mine," he said, loud enoug
The sounds of the chirping bird from outside woke Sophia up, and she gently opened her eyes, her mind clouded with confusion. She wondered what was happening, where she was, and who was with her. As her vision cleared, she saw Andrew sitting in front of her on his phone, his face calm and peaceful.Sophia tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through her head, and she winced. "Ouch," she said, her hand instinctively going to her forehead."You're awake," he said, with relief in his voice as he got up from the bed and walked over to her. "How do you feel?"Sophia looked at him, unsure of how to respond. She still wasn't sure where she was or what had happened to her, but she knew that Andrew was someone she could trust."I don't know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I feel sore, and I don't remember how I got here.""Just calm down and relax. I'm sure you'll be fine."Sophia took a deep breath, trying to collect her thoughts. "I'm not sure," she responded, her voice bar
"Why is life so unfair to me?" she cried out, her voice shaking with emotion. "Why did I have to be the one to suffer? What did I do to deserve this?" Sophia cried out, her voice shaking with emotion. "Why did I have to marry him? Why couldn't I have just lived a normal life, like everyone else?"But there was no answer, no comfort to be found in the silence of the room. Sophia felt more alone than ever, more helpless and trapped.Sophia closed her eyes, trying to block out the pain and the fear that consumed her. She wished that she could go back in time, that she could make different choices and avoid this fate. All she could do was cry, to mourn the loss of the life she had wanted and the person she had been before William came into her life.Not quite long after she closed her eyes, her heart raced as she saw the door to her room slowly creak open. Sophia opened her eyes and saw a man approaching her. She immediately felt a surge of fear and panic, and tried to gently stand up
Sophia emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in her soft, plush robe. She made her way over to the full-length mirror, examining her reflection carefully.It had been two weeks since the night William had hurt her, and although the bruises around her neck were beginning to fade, they were still visible reminders of the horror she had endured.As she stood there, lost in thought, her eyes flickered over to her wardrobe, scanning the hangers for something suitable to wear. It was then that she heard the creak of the door opening, and her heart began to race. Suddenly, the door creaked open. She turned to see William standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable. She felt a shiver run down her spine.Sophia turned quickly to face him, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and anger. His presence made her feel vulnerable, and she despised the way he could still exert his control over her.She stood frozen, her heart pounding in her chest as William's eyes raked over her body. She coul
William walked up close to Sophia, his eyes narrowing as he studied her face. He could feel the tension in her body as he gripped her arm tightly, causing her to wince in pain."Or... wait," he said, his voice low and menacing. "Is there something you're hiding from me? Or you want to go elsewhere?"Sophia's heart skipped a beat as she felt William's grip tighten even further. She knew that he was suspicious of her intentions, and she didn't want to give him any reason to doubt her."N-no, William," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just... I just wanted to spend some time with my sister."William's eyes flashed with anger as he pulled her closer to him, his grip becoming even more painful."Don't lie to me, Sophia," he growled. "I know when you're hiding something from me. Why don't you want me coming with you?"Sophia could feel the fear rising in her chest as she tried to calm William down. She knew that he could become violent at any moment, and she didn't want