Lioness (18+)

Chapter 7

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I hate that the only time I get to see the sun is when I'm planning for the wedding.

This time, Black's with me because he'd rather not waste ten guards on me. I'm upset because this was the day I got to choose my wedding dress and Black's not supposed to see me in my wedding dress.

He doesn't care. He doesn't love me, and I hate him.

Adilyn was also here, but she was too intimidated by Black to even talk and so I was basically alone.

She sat down and stayed quiet, concerned for me obviously because I couldn't stop trying Black's patience.

"Go find something, Nasyra." Black grumbled impatiently.

"You're not supposed to be here," I retorted.

The devil himself rolled his eyes. "You're being dramatic. Go find a wedding dress or you'll wear a trash bag down the aisle."

I huffed. "I'd still look better than you."

"Highly doubt it, wonderbeast." He side-eyed me, catching my fist.

"Fine," I walked into the dressing room. "I'll just imagine you as my beautiful Liam Hemsworth."

I didn't have time to react; I was shoved into the dressing room and held so tight I couldn't fight back. "What did I tell you, Nasyra?"

A strangled moan left my mouth as Black plunged his two thick fingers inside of me. This time, it felt bizarre. "D–did you just break my hymen?!" I screamed, trying to push him off as he glared at me like I was stupid. "Get off of me! You dirty sick creature, you just took my–"

"Shut up," he covered my mouth, sighing. "I didn't take anything, Nasyra, you would be in pain if I did."

"T–then why did I–"

Black pulled away from me, giving me a view of Adilyn's concerned face in the back. "Your ability to mentally dysfunction turned me off."

I crossed my arms, scoffing. "I didn't want you anywhere near me anyway, like I said I wanted Liam–"

"Yet you weren't wet enough for Liam's fingers to slip into your virgin hole." Black retorted, making Adilyn gasp.

My face heated at Black's suddenly loud voice. "I–I was imagining Liam–"

Black grabbed my throat once more, glaring daggers at me. "Do you want me to find Liam Hemsworth and slit his throat for you."

I shook my head, knowing he would and Liam wouldn't deserve that.

"Good," he pulled away. "Go find a dress and stop using my patience as your plaything. It will backfire."

I frowned, watching him sit on the couch as the woman helping me choose sauntered over to me. She obviously saw Black handle me inappropriately.