Worshiper Of His Existence

Chapter # 17

Back then.

"You must marry into that house and destroy the Moore Empire from inside." Father ordered, no matter how strenuous this job sounds, it was an order from Father which I must comply with.

"Yes, Father." What else was I supposed to hold onto as a spark to live when my soul consisted of pure emptiness? I am a puppet after all, "I will do anything." I paused.

"But." But- Amid this miserable life with no clear future; I held one call marked as my salvation; "What?"

'The first I want to save for the person who no longer remembers me.'

"Add a term in the contract that we won't share any intimacy for a month as I haven't braced myself for it." I breathed out, fortified to cling onto what's slipping from my grasp and all I could do was to espy it. But, for purpose I am refusing to let go?

'He promised!'

"Intimacy, you say?" Father's tone came out mockingly, narrowing his eyes, almost grotesque by my words.

"Just because you didn't have your first time doesn't mean you are pure, Zariah. Who and what are you trying to fool?" He asked jeeringly, shattering the shore of my serenity by the asteroids of reality.

"For whom are you saving yourself for in the first place, huh!? Do you think it will make you pure?"

Curling my hands firmly, I lowered my head in humiliation, "I did all of it upon your orders. To be the perfect leader but that's something I cannot auction." My voice tried to sound strong but failed.

"I can't do this. I will do as you say in a month but let me keep this condition." I was pleading, begging so that when 'He' touches me, I would belong to him. I awaited him then how can I let someone else defile me?

"Month, you say? You think you can done this dangerous job, Get the file, perish Moore, you can do all of it in a fucking month?" He snarled, losing his forbearance with my baseless condition which would only raise doubts.

"Yes, I can, so let me do it." My tone reached frustration at this point, barely in my posture.

"Uncle when she is saying she can, she will." Alessandra took my side, defending me.

Father sent a glare in my direction which I ignored and closed my arms at my chest as he scoffed.

"Fine then! I don't care about anything but if it affects our plan you better shove these vacuous demands to your venomous tongue." He hissed.

"Fucking Useless." Fuming by my stubbornness but I cannot allow this to happen at all cost. I have firm faith that he will return.

"You-" This was the extent of my endurance, I was about to spout something furiously but Alessandra cut me off.

"She will, don't worry. Ah, come on, Zariah." She called, grabbing my arm, taking me into a corner.

"What the hell is your problem, Zariah?" She scolded.

"Why are you making virginity an ordeal? This is the third time now." She hissed.

Looking down abashed, I don't know what happened to me, "I.. can't waste my.. first time here.." I reasoned.

"You are willing to risk our plan over a petty matter of virginity." She sighed in disappointment, earning a gasp.

"You call it petty? What would he think if he came to know I am not a virgin? What am I supposed to reply if he asks who it was? What will he think? That I didn't wait for him?" I argued. How stupid. How delusional.