𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞

3

"I don't think there's anything you should need to know about me." I say, getting up. "You can learn about me later."

Adrian punched the wall, "It's because of that Alexander, no? Don't worry love, you're mine. Not his."

I shook my head, "I'm no one's but myself."

Adrian laughed, mockingly "Oh women and their thoughts of actually not being owned."

"If that's how you truly feel," I say, and walk towards him, "Then correctly, I belong to Alexander."

Adrian slaps me quickly, "You bitch. A whore. Not even loyal to your soon to be husband."

The door opens, and I see Alexander. The rage in his eyes are indescribable. His hands are curled into a fist, and I can already tell this won't end up well for Adrian.

"What did you do to her?" Alexander asked, his voice so low that it sent shivers down my spine.

"Nothing." Adrian replied.

"Then why is her face red? Why does her face have a welt?" Alexander asked, fury evident in his voice.

Adrian laughed dryly, "Why ask a question you know the answer to?"

His eyes darkened. The aura I once knew to be somewhat comforting had become hellish. I looked at the two, not knowing what to do. I heard footsteps come up the stairs and both looked towards the door. Father was coming up, and he looked partially confused.

"I heard something bang against the wall? What the hell are you-" Father looked at me, then laughed, "I see you put Michelle in her place."

Alexander's jaw clenched before he began to yell, "What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" He screamed, "Your daughter is getting hurt and you're laughing? Crazy ass bitch."

"Hey," Father shouted and shoved a finger into Alexander's face, "I'm the one that pays you! So how dare you speak of me like that?"

"I'm speaking the truth!" Alexander spat, "You're happy your daughter is getting hurt? How could you?"

"It's your job to protect her and you failed at it." Father said and tried to deflect the topic. I could feel the tension rise between the two, but I couldn't stop it.

Both Father and Alexander went back and forth, their voices loud and booming. I heard Mother run up the stairs and shouted louder than both of them. "What the hell is going on here?"

"I'm being harassed by this bastard." Father lied through his yellow teeth, "We should fire him."

"Lies! He's laughing with this man who just slapped your daughter." Alexander said.

"Michelle, is this true? Who is lying?" Mother asked me, her attention solely on me.

I gulped before nodding in Alexander's direction, "He's telling the truth. Alexander is."

Father glared at me. He was absolutely pissed. But, come on now. I'm not going to side with him and be a little liar. Mother looked at Alexander, then at Father.

"Alexander and Michelle, please go downstairs. I would like to have a talk with the two of them." Mother says, and Alexander grabs my hand and walks downstairs with me.

I hear the door close as soon as I leave. Then yelling breaks out. I can hear Mother's voice, so loud and clear, getting mad at the two of them. First at Father, then at Adrian. She's yelling about getting a divorce. Maybe even going to court for Adrian abusing me.

I cover my ears, not wanting to hear anymore of it. It's too much to think about.

All I wanted was a happy and perfect life. Is this really too much to ask for?

To feel loved all the time, never thinking about getting abused by anyone who is supposed to love me.

Alexander senses this and brings my body closer to his. We stand in the hallway; two people formed into one. My head is on his chest and I can feel his heartbeat, powerful and loud yet seemingly calming.

I look up at him and observe him. Is this the man I want to spend my whole life with? Yes, it is.

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