Before my father passed away when I was ten, I used to think that matrimony is between two people that love each other dearly. That was until my mother passed away. I had believed in that until Liam- my stepfather had married another woman. There was not an ounce of love between them and the words they used to call each other were nothing close to good. They were together for their selfish reasons.My father had never treated my mother the way Austin is treating me. He never used vulgar language let alone abuse her. From what I used to see, they were a really happy couple. I never expected Austin to treat me that way but I also never expected him to treat me the way he is treating me. Hell, there was no time to think from the time I got to know about the matrimony till it was done.I looked at Austin, astonished by what he had said. I was not going to strip and give away my innocence to him. I stood there frozen on my spot not showing any signs of obeying his command.

 Before the unholy matrimony, I felt devoted to something in life. I had an aim, a goal to accomplish but now I don’t. It is very weird to sit free all day because I have never sat free. I always had something to do; my first two to three years without Isabella were hell. I lived with Drake and his family but I felt like I was a burden on them. I was emotionally alone and tried to fight the demons within me to stay sane.The next few years without her were much better than the first few years. I had enough money to rent a small place and train myself for this. I started to get in touch with shady people to reach Austin. It was hard to make them trust me but I did. I climbed each step as slow as a snail and went through the hardships to gain their trust. Then with Drake's acquaintances, I started to get to know more people and finally, I killed Jaden- Austin’s previous second in command.Jaden was a cheater. He cheated Austin by keeping an allia

I never thought I would get married to a beast, a monster. I never thought I would be caged in my room right after my marriage. I never thought I would hate my husband from the very bottom of my heart just like I thought I would love him. I never thought he would treat me like a mistress yet he did treat me like one.I was nothing but a person who satisfied his needs. There is a label to the relationship between us but there is nothing like it. Husband and wife is a beautiful relationship that has no bounds of love in it but here my relationship with my husband started with pain and ended with pleasure.I loathe the way my body reacts to his touches. It is just overwhelming to ensure that your body likes the touches of a person you abhor. His touches burn my skin yet I like it. His kisses bruise my lips yet I like it. He uses me like a person uses a handkerchief- uses it then keeps it away then again uses it then keeps it away. That is what my life has been for the pas

I was dragged all the way from the foyer to his bedroom. I was crying, begging him to stop but my wails were heard upon deaf ears. He lugged me into his bedroom and hurled me over the bed.“Stop!” I hollered. He did not listen as usual and started tearing apart my clothes. My blossoms were bare and in his view. He did not even look me in the eye and ravished me like a beast he was.These past few days I have let him do what he wanted. He tortured, pleasured and played with my body and I did not dare to utter a word of disobedience. Today was something else. This was not because I wanted it was because he was punishing me for going against him.I accepted my fate when he used me just for pleasure. I wanted it. I was attracted to him, I am still attracted to him even after those hurtful words he said earlier today. I hate myself. I do not have control over my feelings and can’t help myself. I feel useless.Austin devoured and ravished my b

Annabella's Point Of ViewIt's been a month and a half, and Austin and I are enjoying our time together. He gives me his complete time. He listens to me when I have to say something, and takes care of me when I am feeling a bit down. I remember how he cancelled his meeting with a few weapon traders just to take care of me when I was feeling unwell. Once, I had been throwing up in the morning after our night out. He had taken me to a posh restaurant to make up for me for not having lunch with me after promising he would. He had been adamant to call the doctor but I convinced him not to. He reluctantly agreed but did not leave the house for the rest of the day. There have been rainbows and sunshine for the past few weeks. Those rainbows and sunshine came after the storm and I don’t mind it. It has been worth it. I love him and I know he loves me too. I love the way he looks at me from the corner of his eyes. I love when he stares at me during breakfast and dinner. I just love him so m