It's been two years since he has gone to study abroad.

I still remember the day I came to live in this house after my parent's death.

I still remember the day when he suddenly came into my room. 

I was looking at him with shocked eyes because of his actions. He locked the door and started coming in my direction. I knew that I was in danger but I can't move my body.

Bloody hell, my body was held by the cold gaze of his blue sea-colored eyes. 

With long steps, he was coming towards me, and in a flash of seconds, he was in front of me. He grabbed my hair making me look into his eyes, my eyes were close afraid of meeting his cold star but the next word from his mouth made my eyes short open.

"Who was that man Jane with whom you were laughing and talking answer me. Who was he," he shouted in anger. I took in his appearance his jaw was clenched and his eyes were burning in anger.  

H-e-he saw me with him. 

I knew I was in danger. Now, what should I do was the big questions for me. 

Warm tears filled my eyes ready to slip out from the corner of my eyes by remembering that day. The memor memory of that day still you heard it right.

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Against His Will

"Z...Zanvil we can't do this in the middle of the d. ..day and that too in the kitchen" I said breathing heavily while protesting. But he shut my protesting mouth with his hot one. His tongue found its way inside my mouth, melting my protest with his every stroke. I don't know what got inside him. As soon as he came stomping in the kitchen he made me sit on the kitchen island. Making me stop what I was doing and started assaulting my lips. He spared my lips only to let me breathe but continued his assault on my neck. "Z...Zanvil stop. What if someone walks in" I said, breathing heavily. 


"I don't care if someone walks in. You are my wife and if I want to make love to you in the kitchen. I will do it again and again," he said in his determined voice. His touch was making me go insane. His words made a shiver run to my spine. His words touched the monkeys in my stomach to somersault kisses still have the same effect on me as they had five years back. 


Epilogue