Till Death Separate Us (18+)

11

Layla

It took me a few minutes to fall asleep. But something didn't feel right. I didn't feel safe. I felt like someone is watching me from a really close distance. Maybe that person is in this room. The last time I woke up was at 3 a.m.  now it's 5a.m. and I can swear that someone is behind me. I have no idea how this person got in my room, I locked the door. My scared ass won't turn around. I rather act like I am asleep. It can't be my father or Alex, because this presence is different. It feels more dominant and cold.
I feel the mattress sag next to me. This is where all the fun begins. If he tries to touch me, I'll kick him in the balls. My thoughts were interrupted by his sudden movement. He wrapped his huge arms around me and pulled me closer. He inhaled the scent of my hair.
"I love this scent." He said. I didn't say a thing. My heart was racing harder. "I know you are not sleeping, Layla." And then it hit me. I jumped from the bed. "It's you, you fucking motherfucker."  I made a lot of hand movements to express my feelings. "Get the fuck out of my fucking room !" I screamed at him.
"Who told you it would be a good idea to sleep at my hotel ? I don't think anyone did." He said as he stood up. "I'm telling you for the first and very last time I'm not going to marry you. I don't want anything to do with you either this lifestyle. Understood ?" I don't think he did.
He let out a laugh. What a fucking weirdo. "You think you can command me like a fucking dog ? I don't think so. If I said I am marrying you that means I am. If I made a deal with your father, then I won't break it. Because of you I and your father will gave a partnership. Filled with trust." He walked slowly around the bed, straightening the blanket with his palm.
" We will be bonded to your family for life. And you will be the knot that binds us. Our partnership will not be built only on signatures, but we will be bound by something more. Family. Blood. You won't be able to fool us even if you wanted to. So get used to it." And here he was standing right in front of me.
"No. I'm not going to listen to you. I'm not going to marry you either be bonded to you. And if you are going to force me, trust me you will can adopt the fucking children. I rather never have sex again in my life than have it with you." I was spitting through my teeth. Damn it.
He chuckled. Again. A fucking predator. He took his wallet from the night stand and took 600 € out of it. "That's the money you spent on the hotel. However, now you have to come home. With me" he said coming closer.
His sudden move made me lose my voice. It was like a cat got my tongue. His hand was on my throat. He pushed me to the wall. He put one hand on my waist. The other hand held my neck. He had his hand tightly wrapped around my neck. His look was unpleasant. He kept eye contact, his different colored eyes teasing me. "I could disprove your theory right here, right now. That you don't want to have sex with me. I could get you pregnant right now. And you'd still have to marry me. Because a deal is a deal."
his hand from my waist slowly slid up my leg. From leg to torso. From torso to leg. I didn't have any strength. My body was getting tired. Did this motherfucker inject me something ?
And suddenly everything started feeling heavy. I was getting dizzy. And then bum. Dark.