Prince's Lover

Episode- 47

Episode- 47

     I let a small chuckle filled with tears, I said, “I loved a wrong man… I ended up loving a person who made me hate myself… I never said this before because I was guilty… but what you made me do.. in these few days was never what I deserve… You made me no less than women in brothel…. Why did I even loved you, I should have loved Tristan… he never forced me, never mistreated me.. even when he knew I loved someone else.. he always loved me as a women…. I wish I would have loved him” he grabbed my neck and pushed me to the wall… he is strangling me.. fine… if this is death, then I will welcome it.. at last it will end this way… no more suffering..

His eyes are filled with anger, and I hate those eyes, those emotions… he said, “How dare you… you are not allowed to think about any man… you want to love him…” his grip tighten, tear roll down.. it’s getting hard to breathe..  I wish this all ended early…

    He said again, “You want to be someone else.. then I will make you fear your own word.. I will erase your courage to say this.. I will make your fear this thought…” What.. does he mean... did I say something that I shouldn’t… did I call something more horrible …

  He pulled me into the inner room.. which was my room years ago… he threw me on the dusty bed.. and pulled the string which was holding the bed curtains…. He walked in the bed through curtains finally on the bed… no… no.. this is bad..

   The first thing I tried to do was run, but her grabbed me and pulled me against the bed.. he pinned me on the bed as I was now on my face.. I begged, “S-stop…. P-please… w-what are you doing …”

  He tied my both hands to the bed frame I was lying there on my face, still struggling, everything vent motionless for few second, for a second I felt I was safe…… I felt a stinging sensation on my back… I screamed.. he is hitting my back with something… my feast tighten… the pain is too much to hold… I felt it again…and I screamed… this continued till I had no screams left inside me, tears were nowhere to be found as I ran out of this… I can hear his heavy breath… and I was motionless.. this pain is too much to give any moments to each hit…. I know the guard and Beth can hear it… they must be fearing and wondering what kind of torture I was going trough…but I do not care any less… my pain is more than enough to make me forget my existence…

     Everything stopped. Some part of me was in  relief that everything ended here.. I felt  him untie my hands… I landed on the bed emotionlessly.. my childhood bed is part of my misery now.. caused by a man who loved me once…. Or it was never  love..

     I felt him turning me, I was now lying on back facing him, his eyes were slightly teary, he is even sweating.. he touched my cheeks gently as if the person who tortured me was not him, how dare he…. He pulled me close to him, connecting our foreheads, his eyes were closed, and tears streamed down from them.. what is he?... he tortures me and then acts like he is hurt.. what is he?

   I took a deep breath as my back hurts, I whispered, “A-Ad-Adrian.. how.. dare you… show this face to me… … I – I hate you..” Tears roll down…