Moving from one abusive household to another, Skye is sold to a billionaire, Blaze, who carries the abuse forward, until...
Put in an insecure girl, a hot, sweet brother-in-law and a jaw-dropping, possessive husband.
Falling for someone who is hell...
Carter suddenly stood and grabbed my arm, pulling me behind him, sort of like to shield me. Blaze growled and punched Carter straight in the jaw.
"That's my wife you little shit" Blaze yelled at Carter, causing me to whimper.
"You didn't seem to care about that while you were hooking up with someone else" Carter growled back.
That's when I saw it, lipstick stains on his neck that was smudged on his white shirt. His lips were swollen, conforming that he slept with someone else on our wedding night.
Although I have no feelings for him other than hatred, my chest stung. Tears formed in my eyes and my vision became blur. Everything around me was silent even though I was well aware of Blaze and Carter yelling at each other. I pushed back my tears, refusing to cry over him and broke out of my trance. I saw Blaze throwing another punch at Carter. Without a second thought, I pulled Carter to the side mere seconds before I felt a sting in my cheek from the pressure of Blazes' punch, causing me to fall to the floor.
I groaned in pain, but it wasn't a new sensation to me, so I could endure it. Carter shrieked before coming to my aid.
"You deserve it bitch" Blaze said and stormed off.
Well at least I git to sleep tonight.
I felt warm liquid stream down my face. I touched my cheek and brought my hand in from f my face. Blood painted my hand, making me wonder if the punch cause my skin to split. He's strong, no doubt, that was a powerful punch.
Carter tried to take me into the kitchen but I assured him that I was alright, but he was having none of it.
He dragged me into the kitchen and made me sit on the counter while he looked around for the first aid kit. I took the time to admire the kitchen. I was seated on a white marble counter which was unnecessarily big. It had a couple of potted plants and different types of kitchen knifes in a wooden stand on the side, along with a modern inbuilt black basin and wooden cutting board.
On the other side, there was another smaller marble counter enclosed by black sleek cabinets. The counter had a inbuild glass stove. There were a few more potted plants and salt and pepper shakers.
who uses those anymore damn
There was a minimalistic table light that added to the beauty of the kitchen. I bend over the other edge to see a wooden opening in the table, that had chairs tucked into it.
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Carter came back with a first aid box in his hand. He open the box and book out a cotton ball. I put a little disinfectant and gently dabbed it over the cut, cleaning it up. He also apologized for not being able to help me. I told him that it was my decision to get in the way, and that I would do it again for him. He thanked me and continued to work on my face. He looked adorable when he was concentrating, his eyes were narrow and his bottom lip was between his teeth. I had a sudden urge to pull his cheeks, and to both of our surprise, I did. A blush kept across his face and he put his hand on my covered thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. He was going to put a band aid on my face when I stopped him, convincing him that it will heal quicker if it's open.
