Trinket ✔️

CH-17

"Tied"

2019

"I do," said Owen with his million-dollar grin.

"I do," said Ivy with her warm-hearted smile.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." said the father of the beautiful catholic church of Rome.

with that Owen sealed his fate with his Ivy forever. He took her to Rome to show her how beautiful this world was outside Jacksonville and there this evil idea popped in his head, when she was in a full trance of this world's beauty, he proposed to her and took yes for an answer without her even nodding her head.

he put his mother's ring in her heart finger and kissed the deal without her consent, 'for the day he took it from his mother' but it was eventually yes from her side as well because she was in love with him.

He didn't even let her show her excitement or anything he straight away took her to the church and asked the Father, if the ceremony was possible asap, within a result they got married in the two-man function ceremony and Owen made her, his forever, his lust was his partner and he was seeking sex in the lovely country of Italy but what his body desired was Ivy, who didn't let him have her without this holy matrimony.

He was never wrong, and he knew it, he never showed any affection towards her, he never took care of her and he never said he loved her, all he did was taking  her with him whenever he wanted.

he looked deep into her dark orbs and with a slow step, he put his hands on both of her sides, with a tight grip he placed his lips on her in front of the holy statue.

He was kissing his wife and he was loving it. he had explored her mouth a thousands times before but it was always new for him every time he kissed her, and the plus point was she was kissing him back, he was her husband now she smiled in her mind 'oh how wrong her thoughts are driving her happy.'

Father cleared his throat and Owen broke the kiss, bidding their farewell to the church. he took Ivy directly to his hotel's suite and threw her on the bed rashly.

he was waiting for this day for like ages and he wanted her now without wasting any more second.

where on the other hand Ivy was scared as hell, she knew his ways of manhandling her all the time but just after their wedding and kiss, he didn't even said anything, and what he does? pushes her hard on the bed without even any thought.

Was this marriage the right decision she took without her father's consent?

She looked at him with her hopeful eyes still in the feeling that he may ask her that 'he didn't hurt her, right?' but what he did next was the regret she was going to carry her whole life.

He jerked her towards his chest and whispered "if I would have known that marriage is the key to your p^ssy, believe me, I would have done it earlier." with that he pinched the bridge of her nose with his long fingers and kissed her again. Ivy was feeling disgusted by his words and she started struggling in his grip. her eyes were moist and red, her lips were trembling and she could not believe her husband's words "what did you just say?" with a tight slap she asked her man with dragon-like eyes.

Owen was fuming in anger, the first time in his life any girl slapped him and it was who? IVY... the poor and quiet town girl, who was nothing but some bone and curves. His hand was stuck to his face and he was breathing heavily in his own silence. Her question was not going into his ears and he was seeing all red everywhere. "how dare you?" he growled with his horrible man voice. which scared the sh*t out of Ivy 'tbh.'

He took her fist full of hairs and pushed her deep into the mattress, he was putting his load and was stopping her struggles with his knees. He was looking like a madman who could kill anyone just because he was pissed.

"How fcuking dare you to slap me, huh! You Stupid girl" he shouted "you forgot that I'm your husband? you didn't slap me when I ask you to come to Rome with me... when I asked you to marry me, huh? you didn't slap me when I touched you numerous of times... and now when it's my fcuking right, you dare to slap me... huh?... WRONG MOVE." Owen was not in his zone anymore he just wanted to revert back the same amount of pain and insult to her which he got by her from the past two years when he got rejected by her every time he tried to be with her.

Her breath hitched, she cursed her destiny, her steps that why she loved this mad man? bitting her lips tight as possible to stop her sobs, but it was not possible because his words were making a print in her heart and they can never be undone. she started to free herself from his steel-like grip but her action made him angrier and with that, he gripped both her hands and smacked her face with a little force. It was more like he wanted to give her an immense amount of pain but not at the same time.

he stood up from his position and jerked her out of the bed, she was looking like she didn't have a bath in many days.

He sat on the bed and looked at her miserable condition, he had a smirk on his face and he knew the reply of the slap he received was enough that he gave her.

He eyed her with his tilted head and she was just crying holding both hands on her chest, her nose was red, her sobs were inaudible and she was biting her lips wildly. which aroused Owen at his best.

he pushed her to the nearest wall and again started to kiss her, he lifted her upwards on her toes and smashed his lips on her, he pinched her ear lobe and in return she let him enter his tongue in her mouth, her struggles were nowhere equal to his hold and with that, the night went with all the pain and pleasure.

She was the virgin and he was her tormenter.