"Money can buy heart not heart-beats."

-LOVE_WHISPERED

"I only married because of my dad," I yelled at him whilst catching my breath. Throwing my hand in the air in the anger. But, tears never left the my eyes. I looked weak, too weak in front of him.

His burning sensations glared at me. I threw a disgust look at him, in return. But he smirked, devily.

I hate this man.

He was a beast, he destroyed my entire life, just only for his... I burst into the tears.

"And I only married for your lusty f-cking body."

I closed my eyes, let the tears come out. What else I expect from CRIMINAL. I wished this would be nightmare. But deep heart, I knew it was my reality, nightmare reality, which I couldn't  resist but accept it.

As I leveled up my head, he licked his lips, showing the full lust eyes to me. A dirty thoughts seen in his smile. I closed my fist, controlling myself not to burst in front of him. Because, he wouldn't care about my feelings and my emotions.

My heart was throbbing against my chest. I pursued my lips. I back off each steps as his each steps forward to me.

I waved my hands in no, pleasing through my eyes. I wasn't an object, I also have heart.

"You do not deserve to be my husband." I screamed at him, but finally confessed. He wouldn't deserve my partner position. He was a monster behind the husband, who just wanted my body to pleasure his hormones.

I hitched by a breath when he pulled me. My heart-beat skipped as he started to caress my cheeks then to my neck. I gulped hard, to erase the knot in my dry throat. I back off his hands in the rage, that made him too furious. He grabbed my hairs in his fist. I cried in a wince.

As long as I want to run, a mile away from him, want to crawl top of my lungs in a corner, want to peel every inch of my body skin where he is going to touch me.

"Like a good girl, pleasure my body." He whispered in a husky voice against my earlobe. I shuddered on his lip's moments. I was numb for a little. Again, my blue eyes generating new droplets, I bit a corner of my lips not to cry aloud.

I want to slap him hard, want to make him beg on his knees, want to make his life unable to chuck it from his criminal mind.

"Who are you? Just a bastard criminal or a jealous monster who snatches everyone happy life from them."
I sharply told him but my cracky voice clearly assumed him that I was frightened from the hell of the death.

In a second, he laughed. "Come'on little kitten, today is our wedding night so don't you dare to spoil my romantic mood." My unusual breath was stopped when on his each words.

This torture was not for the first time, he did with me everytime. He forced me to laid next to him, naked. I wouldn't forget those disgusting days,

When he was starting to unbuttoned his shirt. Entire morning incident came across my eye sight. I tried to chuck it from my mind, which was now haunting me like a nightmarish but no it was not because this man in front of me with his lusted eyes was responsible for that incident.

"Kiss me," His masculine voice brought me out of my trance. I unconsciously gazed upon him. He pinned me on the wall.

"KISS ME," He shouted top of his lungs made me whimper in a fear; I gulped my warm saliva to wet my dried chocking throat.

I shook my head. In no minute, he smashed his lips to mine. I was totally numb, my hands and legs are shaking due to fear. I hissed when he bit my lower lip.  I cried between the kiss.

Why?

Why god why? Why always me?

I pushed him hard, when he slipped his tongue to my neck.

"Leave me," 

He released me from his dirty grip when I wasn't responded him back in kiss. I was catching my breath, and touched the lip where he bit. It hurts.

He swiped his mouth.

"Say, I'm yours," He pointed a gun towards my daughter who slept peacefully on the couch.

My eyes widened, and my heart thumped like a hammer on a wall. I shook my hands, not to do something with her. He twitched when I joined my hands, pleasing him.

"I'm y-yours," I spluttered in a terror and without thinking once, I submitted myself to him because my daughter was my world. I wouldn't spare a single second without her.

His face plastered with a dreadful smile, in second minute his lips started brushing on my neck, then on cleavage. My heart was thumping more and more. His touch was nothing to me just a filthy touch, and soon I would be his whore in short period of time.

"Say again," He demanded whilst his lips were busy in kissing on my throat.

"I'm you...I'm..."

"Yes, you are what?"

I shut my eyes, and heart-warmly welcomed my tears.

I know where it goes, my life will end when his lusty body will tires from me.

He buys me but not my soul, not my soul.'

My first prologue.*giggle*

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