Her Deceiver

Prologue



"Don't worry, I could keep you safe,
They're all afraid of me".

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"Can't live with him,
Can't live without him".

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In her black dress covering her knees, she laid back on the bed with her hands thrown on either side. She shone beautifully in the black dress on the white bed under the light. Her eyes wrinkled as she felt coming back to the senses and her hand came to her head to massage it to ease the pain and uneasiness. As time passed by she woke up and opened her eyes only to realize that she is laying on the bed in some particular room.

Slowly she got up from the bed with the help of her hands supporting her to get up and tried to remember what happened last before she has gone into the unconscious. And then she remembered. Her breath hitched remembering how he, her husband had shoved a piece of cloth into her face and made her breath the substance which made her sleep. Tears jammed more knowing that her husband isn't a common man but a mafia. Mafia of Russia. She no more wants to stay with him. She tried to escape but he bought her into this room and strangely the room felt too different. As if it is moving or maybe her mind isn't in a straight condition yet. And as soon as she realized that she is in his captive a sudden desperation grew in her to escape from there. Going to the door she tried to open but it didn't. Later after studying it, she realized that it is a sliding door and she pushed it to the side and came out of the room. Thankfully it isn't locked. She tried to walk straight but yet staggered out and immediately took the support of the line-wise chairs while she was falling and her eyes grew to widen immediately. It's not her brain about being straight or not. It is the place she is in. She is in a freaking plane. And she can guess it is already flying in the air. She can see through the window. Her heart clogged up and tension dripped in her system. How is she supposed to escape? Her breath became short as more tears ran through her eyes. A small sob left her mouth. Though it is a plane it looked a little more complicated than the usual one. not escape she can at least hide. With that thought, she moved front still not in the position to walk properly, and eventually her heels clicked as she staggered making enough sound to gain the attention. Trying to stable herself she looked ahead and felt dread when she saw a face peeking through the seat as he sat down. Her legs shook in fear as looking at him as if he have that cold eyes and an emotionless face. Her face paled up looking at him. Her husband Aiden. No. He is not Aiden. He is Andrei Vasiliev.

He slowly got up from the seat as he was making his way to her still with his eyes dead fixed on her. Seeing him coming near to her she moved back in fear still clutching to the seat. But in no time he is already by her side as she tried her best to move back away from him. Reaching her he took her hand into his and tried to pull her when she showed her resistance. So he pulled her using force and she fell in his embrace with her hand between their bodies. She tried to make a distance when he wind up his arm around her and made it impossible. She didn't give up and tried to part away from him more and more but he didn't let her.

"Leave me". She let out a small crying voice as she tried to push him away but he tightened his arm around her. Desperation grew more in her when she requested.

"Leave me..... Please.... I beg you leave me".

She begged him but he only continued to look at her admiring her futile struggles. His finger wiped away the tears and trailed her outline features finding her more beautiful though she is still crying. She was still struggling when his lips crashed on hers strongly and her punches on him grew more and more. She made mewled sounds in protest and kept on punching him but he was devouring her. Eventually, he got the chance to enter her mouth and he sucked her tongue more and more. Her struggles died down as she stopped punching but her body was jerking with the sobs and hiccups. His hands ran over her body and he slowly parted away from her catching her in his arms. Still crying she looked at him with her pleading eyes and asked him.