~ Eileen ~
I should have known what I was bargaining for that day.
******
Inside this hall the most dynamic wedding of the year is going to take place! Who would have thought this day would come abruptly but what can one do when they fall in love?
The reporter spoke enthusiastically, motioning at the ritzy banquet spelling lavish with its grace.
“Today is the day when Mr Sebastian Stellios, the most desired bachelor of London is finally going to bind eternally with his heart stealer! Best wishes to the most anticipated couple!”
It was a day worth remembering not only for the bride and groom but everyone. From the fountain in the middle to the orchestra, everything was immaculately done for this auspicious event.
No matter how beautiful that day was, I wish I could rip it from my memory.
“I still cannot believe you are marrying Sebastian Stellios.” A smile crept upon my plump lip, lowering her head shyly when my best friend Sofia said.
“Me too.” My soft chirpy voice came out in a chuckle. The fact, He chose me as his bride was an honor. I never thought this day would come.
My long silky brow hairs detailed into perfection, the elegance blended in a perfect rhythm with entice as display of the charm of the evening.
“It feels like yesterday when he came and asked for my hand in marriage.” I spoke in my usual soft tone, not believing this is reality.
“Exactly, just a few months ago we were stalking his account, going crazy over him and now… you are sitting as his bride.” Sofia laughed, checking me out.
“Exactly.” I giggled, not believing this is reality. I just knew he is a handsome Boss of my Father, when he became my life partner, I don’t know.
Though there is a seven year age difference between us. He is thirty two and I am twenty-five but it’s okay.
We were engaged for six months to get to know each other better and God, we talked for hours on calls. Whenever we talked, we forgot everything. It was so beautiful, just him and me and calls which were supposed to be of minutes elongating to hours.
How could I not devote myself to him when we went from- ‘And I love caging what attracts my heart.’
To, ‘I can eat poison if you make it for me. Actually you know what? Don’t cook, just give me anything and say you make it, I will believe and eat happily; even if it’s inedible.’
“Remember you calling him swoon worthy?” Sofia recalled, making me giggle.
“Don’t remind me of that, he teased me about it for months.”
“Come on, girls. Let’s go. It’s time.” Mama called, laughing at my shyness.
I couldn’t believe it. Is this what they call a fairytale? When did these months pass? It felt like a moment where he sent the proposal, had it been eight months since our meeting already?
Nodding, I raised from my seat. My exquisite lacy gown sown beautifully to represent me as a Queen- I am- His.
Upholding my posture, felicity shone in my hazel eyes. A barely controllable smile adorned my features.
“I can’t believe it. I never fathomed my marriage would become an unforgettable tale. It’s so mesmeric.” I whispered, contemplating my surroundings, I couldn’t believe that all of it was for me.
“Me too. I am so happy for you, Love. You’re so lucky.” Father said, kissing my head. My Father is my life, he worked under Him and expressed his desire to marry me.
Which I would definitely not deny. Who wouldn’t want to marry him?
“Me too. Marrying him is no joke.” I grinned, taking his hand. The gigantic gates opened, causing me to remember how we talked about that day on the phone.
I told him wholeheartedly before our marriage when he told me about his nightmare, “Don’t worry, when I come, I will take away all these nightmares.”
“Then I will wait for the day you will become my bride.”
“It would be the best of my life. I can feel it.”
To my enunciation, he replied, “Mine too.”
Oh, Lord, that day was before me. Opening my way to hell I mindlessly chose.
Me and Father exchanged a grin and walked down the aisle.
“Oh my God.” Whispering under my breath, I saw my soon-to-be husband at the altar.
The Prince Charming of every girl’s dream. In an expensive tuxedo, he awaited his bride. Gleaming silver eyes enhanced by perfectly combed pitch-black hairs.
His aura emitted dominance through his muscular body accompanied by a perfect jawline beautified by his beard. A perfect creation of God.
The man of my dreams was waiting for me and when I came, nothing existed anymore.
“I am giving my precious to you. Please take care of her.” Father said, taking my hand in his with a tear in his eyes.
Our eyes collided and everything ceased to exist in the memorable moment. I met him for the first time officially and it was etched in my core.
My heart raced abnormally to have his warmth of large hands in my palm, widening my shy smile.
“Your precious is my precious now, Mr Lior.” He said without parting his eyes from mine. My heart melted at his words.
He was my Prince- No, King.
The way he treated me during our engagement, I believed us to be My King and His Queen- how silly I was
My heart skipped a beat at his statement, fluttering my chest in pride and glee to dream of my future with an ideal man.
“They said, being Sebastian’s wife was a privilege. I believed it and accepted it. They lied.”
We were both at the altar as I stole a glance shyly.
“You can look, you have all rights to do so.” He said gently, taking my hands in his.
“I can’t believe it. It feels like a dream.” I whispered, barely controlling my grin.
“Don’t call it a dream. I have made incredible efforts to make it reality.” He whispered, lifting my chin with his index finger to maintain the intense eye contact.
“What..?” I asked, blinking in confusion, unable to apprehend the depth of his dark words. I was naive back then.
“This whole step up. Everything. For you. All according to your preference. This dream is now your reality.” He whispered with a gentle smile, holding my hands as the ceremony started.
‘What a beautiful smile.’ I thought. Sadly, this smile didn’t last long.
After the necessary rituals like vows, rings and ‘I do’, the proclamation was made.
“I pronounce you as the Husband and Wife. You may now kiss the bride.”
My grip tightened on his hand, throat drying in temptation to feel his lips upon mine. The most blissful sensation at the moment for me.
I felt fortunate. The man girls died for is now all mine.
“Thank you for coming into my life. It’s my privilege to be your wife, Sebastian.” I whispered sincerely but he let out a seductive chuckle.
“Thank ‘you’ for coming into my life.”
Whispering he pressed his lips on my forehead, astonishing me by his tenderness, by his affection. A blush adorned my cheeks.
The sweetness he was showering didn’t make it look as if we were having an arranged marriage, as if our bond was fated, written on skylines.
“Congratulations on our start, Eileen.” Whispering in my ears, he smiled.
Pulling away and turning to the crowd applauding the newlyweds, blessing us with bestest wishes. Dispersing exhilaration in the air, awestruck by the definition of perfection.
The reception was glorious, connecting two souls firmly to never break as the day passed in the blink of an eye and before I knew it-
I became Eileen Stellios from Eileen Lior.
Sometimes the world of lies is so exquisite that you dont want to accept reality anymore.
******
Before I knew it, I became the wife of the most successful businessman in the field of textile and cotton.
My Father was a simple businessman, nothing compared to my husband, the business tycoon. He bought Fathers company, basically his Boss.
Then he saw me and sent a proposal at my place. I was already admiring his beauty and when the proposal came, I couldnt say no.
Sebastian Stellios wants me as his wife among all women.
How our destinies intertwined, I don’t know myself.
I returned to our ravishingly enormous room, still unable to believe this is reality and I am his wife.
My heart was racing when I was in his room befitting a king. The chandelier in the middle lighting the room dimly. The king sized bet with soft duvets.
Biting my inner cheek, waiting for my husband, anticipation emanated from me, throat dried, vexed.
I fidget my fingers around my dress, heartbeats thumping abnormally and he came.
Oh My God, Oh my God. I thought, shivering when the creaking sound of the door being opened reached my ears.
With a dominant aura, hands resting in his pockets upholding stern features which enhance my flutters. Our eyes met and my body stopped functioning for a hot second.
I quickly raised from my seat, still nervous in his presence, unsure what to do or say. His presence with me alone in a room halted my ability to speak.
Arching a brow at my mien, he asked, scanning my form, “Havent you changed yet?”
“I was waiting for you.” I replied timidly, tugging my hair behind my ears.
“I see” He hummed, taking off his watch and other accessories before turning to me. I couldnt help but to notice his assertiveness.
If he is not smiling, he looks scary from close.
I could feel my sensations growing wild by the lack of sound in the room before his sheer dominance.
Why wasnt he smiling now? Is there something wrong?
“You seem lost.'” He said, dragging me out from my thoughts, glancing from his shoulder.
“Huh?” I blinked, looking up at him hesitantly, not knowing what to do.
“Should I help you with the jewelry?” He asked in a charming tone, motioning to my bewitching form.
“Yeah, sure.” I smiled, averting my gaze from his.
Impotent to meet his eyes, remembering it is still our first official meeting. We met a few times but at events or family dinner but not on dates or alone.
I stood in front of the mirror, pushing my hairs to the sides when he took off my necklace, deliberating brushing his fingers against my skin, burning it with untold temptations.
“You are looking gorgeous. As if you are made for me.” He murmured, smiling softly, removing the necklace.
“Just for me.” He whispered seductively, sending shivers down my spine to be this close to him.
“For you.” I whispered back, lowering my eyes shyly when his hand moved forward, taking my wrist, removing the bangles slowly.
We both looked at each other in the mirror. I wanted time to stop that moment and repeat this memory on repeat.
“It was the only lovely memory I hold of him.”
After taking my bangles, he turned me to him, “Eileen.” He called in a low yet assertive tone.
“Yes?” I responded softly, lifting my innocent gaze.
“Have you loved someone before?” His question almost wiped my smile, replacing it with a dread I swallowed hard, I lied unintentionally.
“No.”
“It was the first lie I ever told him. I shouldnt have. I had no idea what he was capable of back then.”
“Good.” He smirked, pleased at my response, leaving me vexed to ponder what would happen if I said yes.
We just got married and this is the first question you asked me? I frowned, pouting to pretend I am displeased.
“What is mine should remain untouched anyways.” He smirked, coming closer, trapping me in his hovering presence.
Neglect even if I was, now I am not, I muttered, folding my arms at my chest.
My, what a lovely reaction. He chuckled, poking my forehead which brought a deep scarlet shade on my face when his hand touched me.
Leaving my proximity, he left me in a state of blushing mess with weak knees and growing urges.
Taking off his bow, opening the first two buttons of his shirt, he poured himself some fresh wine.
“You freshen up. The dress must be heavy. Should I send someone to help you or should I do it?” He smiled asking casually, taking a sip of his drink.
No, I can manage it. I am not fond of extremely fancy dresses so I chose a normal one anyways. So I could easily open it by pulling down the zipper. I explained.
I see. Okay. He shrugged. I nodded and was about to leave but intrigued got the best of me and stopped.
“Um What would you do if I said yes, I had? Just curious” I asked innocently but nonchalantly. Not expecting a dire response.
But, his jaw clenched, sending a predatory serious stare which hitched my breaths, indicating I shouldnt have asked.
Taking a step back, I held my dress and noticed my startled reaction, he literally stopped. I stood in distress but his hunter gaze vanished.
He sighed, “Don’t seek the answers of those questions you are unable to bear. Dont ever ask again for your own good.”
Nibbling my lips, I nodded and left to freshen up, not wanting to extend this useless conversation anyways, “I understand.”
I came out after changing into my nightwear and saw him sitting on the couch, one leg over the other.
He was holding his glass and poured another one for me. I smiled and grabbed the glass, taking a seat beside him.
So close
“You are exquisite, Eileen.” He murmured, shifting closer to me to drown into my eyes.
I looked away, intoxicating my mind in his passion, loving the sensation his fingers provided by latching to my skin.
That is the only one of the few times where his touch made me feel loved. I forgot how it feels now.
“Don’t exaggerate, Sebastian.” I chuckled, slowly linking eyes to his adoring ones.
“I bet you must have met prettier girls.” I added, growing my smile.
“But the one who captured my senses is you, then who is prettier in that sense?”
His smile converted into a smirk, bringing my face closer, indulging in the sensation to have me close. I truly believe we are made for each other, The ideal couple.
“Them or.. you?” He whispered and I devoted all my breaths to this new bond, to my husband who showered with pure affection.
“I still cannot believe what girls dream to attain is mine.” I whispered, drowning into his silver snow.
“And nothing could steal you away from me.” He smirked, taking my hand, putting it over his heart.
“I am yours.” I pleaded, pressing my palm over his syncing yet raging heartbeat. Touching him gave me eerie but satisfactory feelings.
“That’s my girl.” He smirked, pulling away and leaning back.
“Now.” Clearing his throat, his voice regaining his authority which made me perplexed what he wants to talk about.
“There are few rules I expect you to obey, Eileen. Of course, they are for your betterment and you must be bound to them.” He began to say which invoked a hint of bewilderment.
“It depends. What are they?” I replied with a shrug, taking a sip of my drink. I didnt expect anything extreme.
“First, No matter where you will go, you have to take suites with you. I cannot risk your life.” He paused, waiting for my reaction. I raised my eyebrows, confused.
“Suites? Strange but okay, I understand your concern but-” I tried to excuse but he cut me off.
“You are well aware of my position, Eileen. I have always been alone and now when I have a weak point, I don’t want anyone to take advantage of it, understand?” He said dominantly, explaining it to me which I understand.
But, the word weak point made me so proud to be his, to call him mine. To be someone he cares about.
I am his weak point I thought happily, “I understand.” I nodded with a smile.
“Second, you have to take my permission before going out.”
Well, that sounds restrictive. I thought but didn’t say anything, believing he was only caring for my safety.
Whats wrong, just give him a call and let him know where I am going. What could possibly go wrong, right?
“What if I cannot reach you? If you didnt attend the call or were unreachable, it would be your fault. I will have the suites anyway.” I asked casually, drinking my wine, leaning back.
“Let me rephrase; Inform me where are you going. Leave a text or anything but let me know.” He breathed out, taking my hand, brushing his thumb over her knuckles.
“Okay.” I chuckled, loving his hand in mine.
“Third, No matter wherever you go. I want you home before me.” He said, putting his glass away after finishing it.
“I understand. I dont like going out late at night anyways but you are going to come with me if I go out clubbing late at night.” I mumbled, not thinking much about it and demanding.
We will see He trailed off, definitely not liking the sound of it but I frowned and was about to pull my hand away but he tightened his grip.
Okay, okay, fine. We can go together anywhere you want. He sighed, shaking his head.
Good. I smiled, poking his cheek with my free hand with a giggle which made him smile as well.
“Now, Fourth, I wont stop you from having male friends but do know I am a possessive man so no physical contact with them, okay? You can talk, hangout but not close like hugging.” He demanded.
“Understandable, I wouldn’t like touching them needlessly either. I am not single anymore anyways.” I mumbled, not paying heed and agreeing with it. I foolishly trusted him.
“And lastly.” His voice grew husky, taking the glass from my hand, turning me to him.
“In my presence.” He paused, lifting my chin, lips shifting into an atrocious smirk, eyes traveling down to my lips.
“Nothing else should exist.” He whispered temptingly, brushing his thumb over my lips, sending a satisfactory shiver.
“Only..” Moving closer, he moved closer, before capturing my soul in his domain as I failed to notice the possessiveness burning in his exquisite eyes.
“Me.”
And that day, this devil imprisoned his innocently ignorant bride.
“And being his deepest desire was the biggest mistake of my life.”
It was all a dream which ended shortly. He was too good to be true
******
The next day I woke up, considering last night to be a dream but it wasnt. He was too good to be true, how gently he caressed me, loved me.
Though we didnt consummate yet, being held protectively by him was a lovely sensation too. How endearingly his hands wrapped around me; the sensation is etched in my soul.
Sitting up slowly, I saw him sitting on the couch in his casual shirt and trouser, one leg resting over the other assertively while reading a book.
My eyes fell upon the tattoo on his hand, pushing my hairs behind, I yawned, blushing faintly while looking at his stern posture.
Good Morning. I said timidly. He looked over from the pages, returning the smile.
Morning. Did you sleep well? He asked, putting the book down and walking over to me. I stared intently into his spellbinding silver orbs.
Mhm. I nodded as he kissed the top of my head, smiling beautifully and sat beside me, not parting his eyes from me.
Why are you looking at me like this? I asked shyly, tugging my hair behind my ear, nervous by his intense eyes upon me.
How do you expect me to resist, Dear wife? He asked temptingly, taking a strand of my hair and caressing it.
Stop it. Giggling, I shook my head and stood up to leave for the bathroom but he held my wrist, indulging in my flushed reactions.
Thats what I cant do, He spoke in a charming tone, not leaving my wrist which made my heart race, smiling sheepishly.
Come on. I need to freshen up. I pouted, leaving my wrist and running to the bathroom followed by the sound of his husky chuckle at my shyness.
But, I couldnt help it. In his presence, I grow nervous. I lose control over myself, stumble upon my words and actions.
Oh Lord, What is happening to me? I thought, leaning against the door of the bathroom, resting my hand over my chest to regain my senses and posture.
But soon a smile reached my thick lips, A tear pricked in the corner as I grinned, staring at my hands in my disbelief asking myself one question.
Is this what love is?
Before I knew it, A few days passed, and in these times Sebastian showered me with immense love and affection that I felt on cloud-nine.
I have to go to work tomorrow, Eileen. I have a busy schedule for a few months. After I will be done with it, we can plan our honeymoon, okay? He said sweetly, grabbing my wrist to pull me in his laps.
I was getting ready to leave for a fancy dinner, wearing a white knee-length dress. I was getting ready but this man was in another mood.
I chuckled and wrapped my arms around his neck, Okay, I understand. You dont have to pull me down for that. I giggled, poking his cheek.
Hey, we are newlyweds. If I won’t have affection for you then for whom I will? My Mistress? He smirked, kissing my cheeks, hugging me firmly in his lull providing an embrace.
Shut up. I frowned, not liking him talking about having a mistress.
You know you are the only person who can tell me to shut up and get away with it alive. He murmured, kissing my neck, caressing me gently but it made me smirk and pull away.
Oh, really? What are you, a Mafia leader? I laughed, leaning back and teasing him.
Sounds lovely, I would love to be one. He said proudly, leaning back, taking my hand and stroking it lovingly.
Yeah, yeah, whatever, Mister. I sighed, getting up which made him frown, disliking my action but I got up and began to brush my hairs.
Anyways, I want to go to Paris for our honeymoon. All this time, I always canceled my plans because I wanted to go there with my husband. I demanded, tying my hairs in a high ponytail.
As you wish, My Lady. Your wish is my command. He chuckled, faking a bow. Sighing, I shook my head with a gleeful grin.
You know, Sebastian. I always thought you were an extremely dominant man. You know the one who never smiles. I mumbled, wearing my earrings.
I am. You havent seen me like this nor do I want you. He shrugged, leaning back on his seat, resting his arm on her head, watching me getting ready.
Nor will I let you. I was so scared to think if you turned out to be an authoritative man, what would I do. I laughed a little at my own words but thankfully he was a sweet man.
He didnt reply and raised from his seat. I glanced, wondering if I said something wrong but he came closer and stood behind me.
Dont vex, what I am to the world, I wont be with you. Whispering, he wrapped his hands around me from behind, holding me rigidly, kissing my neck.
I am so fortunate to be your wife, Sebastian. I whispered, lowering my gaze when he kissed my neck.
Hmmm. Humming he remained like this for a few seconds, closing his eyes. His warmth and action gave me a strange sensation.
It felt my presence provided him redemption and he urged me to reside there for eternity, holding me close to his heart to capture my soul. As if his breaths depended upon my shoulder. He held me possessively.
Are you ready? He asked softly, pulling away after a while, clicking his head against mine.
I would be if you allow me to. I smiled, kissing his cheek and parting my skin unwillingly from him to focus on getting ready. He nodded and moved back.
I got ready and turned to him, spinning around, How do I look? I asked excitedly.
The peak of beauty. He whispered, taking my hands in his as we left for our dinner.
Spending an unforgettable time together. Getting to know each other, existing as if nothing else is present in this world anymore.
We were having dinner as I spoke up, Sebastian, I am curious about one thing.
Hmm, what is it? He asked nonchalantly, taking a bite of his food.
Why didnt your parents come to our wedding? I asked, titling my head in confusion.
He showed no reaction as if it meant nothing and replied, monotonously, They were supposed to but an urgency came. I told Mr Lior too. He hummed.
And your Brother? He didnt come either. I asked again, which made him pause. I blinked but his lips curled downward with a clenched jaw. My heart skipped a beat as he raised his eyes slowly towards me.
Did I ask something wrong? I asked, tensed by his stern gaze.
Dont mention Ruben. I didnt want him to come anyways. He replied direly which bewildered me but curiosity got the best of me.
Why? I asked though he just told me not to mention him.
We are not on good terms. Dont ask further. He sighed, lowering his gaze again, trying to disregard my question.
Why- I was about to ask again but he cut me off.
Can we talk about us, Eileen. You can know my family anytime. Talk about me, about us. He whispered with a hint of rage.
Trying to maintain his calm but I understand, not everyones relationship with their family is good.
Okay, okay, dont frown. I laughed a little, putting my hand on his arm but he frowned deeply and looked back at me.
You look beautiful when you smile. Smile for me. I whispered sincerely, moving my hand further and running it in his hair before pulling away.
He stared at me for a second with a hint of astonishment and exhaled, shaking his head with a feeble smile, What do you do to me, Woman? He laughed a little.
I am a witch. I giggled, leaning back, bringing the endearing atmosphere back.
So, why is your accent mixed? Why isnt it all British? I asked casually, intrigued to know.
My Fathers British, my Mothers American. They both wanted me to adapt their way. He explained casually and I held my chin, mumbling.
That explains why you dont say mate often. I smirked but he smirked back, staring at each other for a few seconds as we both broke into a chuckle and continued our sweet dinner.
There are secrets you wish you never knew
******
The next day, he was getting ready for work as I helped him too. All black? I asked, titling my head in confusion.
He was wearing a black buttoned shirt with a matching tie and a double breasted coat.
Setting his hairs perfectly to attain the immaculate supreme presence.
Hmm, I am not fond of colors. He hummed.
Applying his cologne and wearing his wedding ring, glancing at it for a second which made him smile emptily. I wonder why.
I will make you. No more all black all the time. Time to change your closet, Sir. I smirked, leaning against the wall, teasing him.
Yes, Madam. He sighed, not going against my words and got ready for work.
Take care. He smiled, kissing my forehead.
You too. I smiled back and kissed his cheeks as he left for work.
After he left, I didnt have much to do. I called my parents, talked to them for a while, then with Sofia too but time was passing by devilishly slow.
I didnt know what to do, everything was perfect in his home and I didnt have to do anything.
Sighing, I noticed it was time for lunch so I thought about surprising Sebastian and giving him lunch myself.
I know it was a silly idea, I didnt have to but I was getting bored and I intended to complain to him about it personally so I got lunch and texted him that I am coming to meet him and went to his workplace.
I feel so proud to be his wife, to be the life partner of the man everyone died to see. And I am near when no one in this world is. It gave me senses of uncontrollable flutters.
With a grin, I went to his unbelievably opulent workplace and entered. Of course, everyone recognized me and I went to the reception.
Oh, Good Afternoon, Madam. She grinned, greeting me sweetly.
Hey, um, I am here to give this to Sebastian. I replied, returning the smile.
He is not present in his cabin at the moment, but you can go there and wait. He informed me which made me frown. I texted him I am coming yet he cannot stay for a few moments.
Where is he? A meeting? I asked, resting my hand on my waist.
He is at the parking lot for now. He will be there in a moment. She replied which left me bewildered.
Parking lot? What is he doing there? I thought, confused, what he was doing there but since I was naive and stupid I had to go and check.
Um, Then I will see him there. He is just there. I shrugged casually and went to the parking lot to see him.
I was just going to see my husband. What could possibly go wrong with this, right?
Madam, I am sorry, no one can enter the lot at the moment. Its closed. The guard informed me and it pissed me.
I am his wife, you know it, dont you? God, it felt amazing to use my authority as his wife.
Yes, I do and I deeply apologize for my intrusion but Boss ordered us to not let anyone in. Please.” He said apologetically, frightened almost.
Oh Then answer my one question. I said suspiciously.
Yes?
Is he with a woman? I asked with a hint of distress in my voice which made him laugh.
No, of course, not. You are the first woman of his life, rest assured. He reassured me which truly relieved a hint of tension which evoked in my chest.
Oh, then its good. Give this to him, I made it for him. I should leave now. I smiled, giving him the food I cooked for Sebastian.
Sure. He nodded, taking it as my steps retreated to leave but before I could go back-
I should have, I truly should have left and never return-
A scream reached my ears which dropped my heart rate, inducing instant dread, worried it might not be His.
What was that? I asked as a horror crept upon my face, shivering to hear the anguish in the scream but horrifyingly it was an oddly familiar sound.
What? What are you talking about? He asked, still returning a kind smile.
Scream. Someone screamed. Cant you hear it? I asked, panicking a little, losing my breath in dismal. My heart began to race abnormally.
Theres nothing. You are only imagining. He said, trying to convince me but my senses cannot lie. I am certain I heard a cream.
I am not. I know- Before I could continue another voice came.
HELP!! My eyes widened in appall, soul frightened to fathom what happened.
See. Saying, I tried to run and see. He tried to stop me but I pushed him away,
You cant go! Stop, Madam! He yelled, grabbing me, stopping me from going further, preventing me from witnessing what atrocity was taking place there.
LET ME GO! I shouted, pushing him away and running towards the lot but the sight I was greeted with upon entering petrified my soul to no extent.
My mind ceased to function, inducing unbearable dread in my body, ruining the dream I just gained in a matter of heartbeat.
Only to find none other than Sebastian with a gun in his hand, pointing it at the first and last boyfriend I ever had; Rick.
Sebastian Whispering his name, horror brimmed in my eyes, taking a step back in inexplicable fright, afraid of the man before me right now.
He gradually lifted his dead eyes from Rick to me, chaining his eyes with mine. That is when I realized-
He is not what he showed.
The man before me is nothing but a cluster of ruthlessness, it was clear from his deadpan eyes which imprisoned my soul.
Please Dont My whole being shivered, shaking my head in denial as a tear rolled down my cheek but he smirked hauntingly.
That was the smirk I was going to remember for the rest of my life-
The smirk of a devil.
With a dead stare into my eyes, he didnt think twice and shot Rick.
~ Sebastian ~
Those who dwell in darkness lose their path to the surface. That is where they belong. That is where I belong.
And I love it.
Each drop of misery I gain exhilarates me. I could never have enough of ones pain, ones blood. I crave it to fulfill the thirst of the devil within me.
I dont know when this bloodlust induced in me but I dont regret it either. I dont need anything but to quench my thirst for despair. I dont want to rule the abyss, I want to become the abyss.
I love being a sinfully heartless devil.
That is where I belong.
I cant believe it, Mate! Not only you didnt bother to invite your own fucking Brother but didnt let us come either!? Father yelled, infuriated at the fact that I didnt bother to call them at my wedding.
My silver eyes remained unaffected, pushing my raven hairs falling on my face behind. Turning mute to his scolding as it couldnt alter the fate of the poor soul I have successfully imprisoned.
Pitiful woman, tied to the most unwanted man. Her life is going to become hell when she will realize I am not the Prince she sought.
She is going to regret admiring me.
I was in the main hall, sitting on the couch, leaning back with my one leg over the other, rubbing my temple, ignoring each word he spoke.
Unfortunately, I decided to pay them a visit before going to work.
After my wedding holidays, It was my first day at work so I thought going to them which was a terrible choice.
Hmmm.
Releasing a long hum, I closed my eyes for a second, lips curled down to discard the noise.
Dont just hum. Respond properly! What the hell were you thinking!? How could you just marry out of the blue!? He yelled again, losing his patience with me but I remained unaffected.
Hmmm.
Ruben got to know from the news that his own damn brother is married. Whats your problem with him!?
My jaw clenched when he brought Ruben into this matter.
Opening my eyes, I sent a death-glare in Fathers direction to halt his unnecessary scolding before my non-existent patience fades and I end up doing what he wont be able to bear.
Dont drag Ruben into this. I am not obliged to invite him. I warned him to not speak further.
They both narrowed their eyes at me in repulsion but it was not new, I was used to this expression.
Not only from them but everyone.
That is who I am and it feels satisfactory when they realize who they are talking to.
Okay fine. Lets keep Ruben out of this. What about your wife Eileen? He scoffed, folding his arm.
What about her? I sighed, arching a brow.
You married Eileen Lior of all people. An innocent and kind hearted girl. He said angrily.
So what? I asked with a sour face.
I ask, Why ruin the life of that poor woman by binding her with a ruthless animal like you? He growled but I smirked darkly in return.
It made my heart skip a beat in thrill. It sounds utterly bewitching.
An innocent soul trapped with pure ignorance in a devils trap. It made me electrified.
Dear, You cant call your own son this. Mother said, trying to hold Father but they both know his words were a perfect definition of our bond.
I am right, Melissa. Look at him, this bastard is smirking! He would break that soul beyond repair. He is going to ruin her life.
He began to lose his strength to release further anger but I was only taking pride.
Sounds beautiful. I mumbled, turning my head away for a second with a fiendish chuckle which I tried to suppress but couldnt.
See! He is well aware of his beastly nature yet chose an innocent for his indulgence. Why, Sebastian? Why did you destroy her life? He asked faintly, relaxing his shoulders.
With a deeply grieved face, emitting sympathy- Not for me, but my wife who is now trapped with me.
“Are you planning to become a casanova too, huh?!” Father yelled. But Mother was holding Father before he died of another heart attack, helping him to sit down.
Son, there must be a reason. Do you love her? Do you like her? You have never toyed with women before. How did she catch your attention? Mother asked.
Attention? She didnt get my attention nor love. In fact, I feel nothing for that woman. I replied, rising from my seat, frightening both my parents in dread to fathom what beast they have brought up.
Their eyes widened in appall when I spoke this, shivering to ponder what I am going to do if I didnt intend to love her.
Then Why? Father asked vaguely, definitely resenting the dark smirk affixed on my lips when my features darkened.
I want that woman to give birth to my heir or heiress.
I enunciated which made them gasp, not believing how I have chained her only for my selfish purpose.
For a child? Does she or her family know- I cut Mother off.
No. No one knows but she could have this world under her feet as long as she remains within her boundary. I dont intend to hurt her for now. I added for now because I know I will grow weary.
She had already been testing my patience with her mien. I married her so she could stay quietly without complaining but her demands left me on the edge.
This woman should be grateful for the leniency I provide.
Sebastian, please, leave that poor soul alone. You can find any girl who would willingly do this. But she doesnt even know who you are, what we are. Dont bring an innocent soul into our tainted bloodline. Mother whispered, almost begging me to stop.
But hearing enhanced my craving, the sight when she will realize things are not what she imagined was beautiful.
I needed it. I wanted her to suffer in my palm for my personal satisfaction.
Licking my lips in thrill, I rested my hand on the armrest of the chair, leaning forward which startled them, smirking and growing sinister as I snickered.
That is exactly why I desire her.
The sound of my tainted laugh left them horrified, shaking their heads in denial but I continued.
I want to taint her soul. I growled, reflecting my animalistic urges, hysteria flickering in my eyes.
I want to break her.
They should have known long ago what I would do to her. They thought I would kill her- No. I wont.
I want to break her.
Enunciating my intentions, breaking their heart by my choice of actions, I moved back, turning to leave but Mama held my hand desperately.
Sebastian, my love, Please. She whispered, getting up, holding me firmly.
With an emotionless expression, I glanced at her over my shoulder, narrowing my eyes but she gave my hand a tight squeeze.
Please dont be a monster.
She begged but it brought a smirk to my lips as I rested my hand over hers.
I removed it slowly, moving to her ears, whispering heartlessly, But, I am.
Leaving them horrified to fathom what they gave birth to accompanied by the sound of my menacing laugh echoing in the air as I left for work.
I was working and during work, distractions are my biggest resentments. I cannot bear it and when I received a text from Eileen that she is coming to see me, I lost my tolerance with that woman.
Damn this woman. I cursed under my breath, weary of her constant attraction towards me.
Cant she just stay quietly at home and mind her own damn work?
Elyna. I called my assistant, taking my phone, rising from my seat.
Yes, Boss? She asked.
Bring Eileens ex lover here and if she comes, take her to me. I cannot stand this woman anymore. I muttered, frowning deeply, going into the lift with her following me with flabbergast plastered on her face.
But, Boss. You wanted to wait, you wanted to hide your identity from her then- In just a week? She asked, trying to comprehend.
But it was not a worry for me but for Eileen. She was shredding compassion for her.
Do you want to be in her lovers place? I asked seriously, glancing at her which made her breath hitch in appall.
No, I am sorry. She immediately said, moving away in fright, shaking her head.
Then shut up. I hissed, not wanting to hear anything from anyone.
I know I am the one who demanded a woman with no lover but hers was a juvenile bond. A college love but none of it matters to me nor I care personally.
But to show her how I am, that man has to be my offering. If I care this much about life, I wouldnt be here.
Here is him, Boss. My right hand man, Dave said, pushing him to the front with his hand tied behind his back.
If theres anyone I trust the most, its Dave and his Brother Jacob. My two most important men.
Please, let me go. What did I do wrong? Who are you guys? He sobbed, struggling to get but there is something but a humans suffering which entices me.
It excites me whenever I see someone crawling under me to beg for mercy. It reminds me I am not among the saints, I love each whimper I gain from my victims.
Please, I beg you, let me go He sobbed, trying to get free but I only glanced at Elyna.
Go. She nodded, making a disquiet face, leaving us alone with the poor ignorant soul.
You didnt do anything wrong. I replied, lips curling from one side darkly, bending to his level, moving my hand to Dave.
He gave me my special dagger, I love how sinfully it was carved, it fits perfectly around my fingers as I traced it around his throat.
Ah, dont move or else it will glide in smoothly. Trust me, It will. I whispered seductively, moving my dagger to his neck all the way up to his tears, smearing them over his face.
I was indulging in his misery but a sudden thrill evoked in me and I couldnt control my body anymore as without a warning, I stabbed his shoulder, making him scream.
Is that all you got? With this decibel, not even these walls could hear you. I chuckled, well aware of the excitement I gained from his pain.
Dying to hear more of his screams.
I don’t remember how I gained this bloodlust but I live to die for it now.
I can never have enough of it.
Lets gain more. An atrocious aura surrounded me, I tightened my grip on the dagger and dragged it down, making him scream more.
HELP!! Laughing at his useless attempts, I rose from the ground as his blood flew uncontrollably, staining my expensive shoes.
I gave Dave the dagger and took out my gun to have more fun with him.
LET ME GO!
Arching a brow, I turned my head to the side, not expecting Eileen to come here directly but ah well, there is no going back anymore.
I want her to fear me. To realize she had to live in my terror from now on.
That her life was ruined the moment she said I do.
My blood pumped, the imagination of her horror gave me electrifications and then she came.
Only to find none other than her beloved husband with a gun in his hand, pointing it at the first and last boyfriend she ever had.
Ah, how magnificent. I thought after seeing her soul quivering before me, utterly trapped.
Sebastian Whispering my name, fear brimmed in her eyes.
Taking a step back, finally realizing that I am not what she thinks. Her fairytale ended terribly before it could start.
Tch, tch, poor soul. I love it.
I gradually lifted my dead eyes from this man to her, indulging in every drop of fright, dropping from her aesthetic features.
Please Dont Shaking her head in denial, a tear rolled down her cheek but I smirked hauntingly. That is what I crave, I needed more of her fear.
With an intense eye-contact, I shot her lover without a second thought.
So she could etch this fact in her soul for the rest of her life that she married a Monster.
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