Arranged Marriage: Beneath The Rumors

Chapter 19: Lisa Tossed And Turn

Lugard's expression turned cold, his sea-blue eyes glinting with annoyance. "This is my house, and I have the right to order you around," he repeated, his deep voice firm. "And I broke down your door because you refused to meet me. You refused to eat."

Lisa's anger faltered, replaced by confusion. "Lugard?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. "But... but you're not..."

She trailed off, her eyes fixed on Lugard's face. He was handsome, so handsome. Not at all what she had expected.

Lugard's gaze narrowed. "Not what you expected?" he repeated, his voice dripping with anger. "You thought I was a monster, didn't you? A beast? Huh."

Lisa nodded, her heart racing.

Lugard's expression twisted into a snarl. "Well, I may not be as ugly as people paint me, but, am cruel. You are now married to me, and you will do as I say," Lugard said coldly.

"Go to the dining room right now and eat. I don't want someone to to starve to death in my house," Lugard said coldly.

Lisa was so angry that she refused to move an inch.

"I hate it when people cross my bottom line," Lugard growled, his anger boiling over. "And I hate repeating myself," Lugard said as he walked towards Lisa.

Lisa's eyes flashed with defiance. "And I hate it when people manhandle me!" she shouted, struggling to break free from Lugard's grasp.

But Lugard was too strong. He carried her out of the room, down the hallway, and into the dining room. Lisa kicked and squirmed, but he held her fast.

As they entered the dining room, the servants looked up in surprise. Lugard ignored them, striding over to the table and depositing Lisa in a chair.

"Sit," he ordered, his voice firm.

Lisa glared up at him, her heart racing with anger. "I won't eat," she spat.

Lugard's eyes narrowed. "Oh, yes, you will," he said, taking a seat across from her.

The servants, sensing the tension, scurried to serve the meal. Lisa crossed her arms, refusing to touch the food.

Lugard's gaze never left hers. "Eat," he repeated, his voice low and menacing.

Lisa's anger boiled over. "No!" she shouted, throwing her napkin at him.

Lugard's expression turned cold. "Fine," he said, standing up. "If you won't eat, then perhaps you need a little persuasion." He stood up from his seat and walked towards Lisa.

Lugard's eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity as he leaned forward, his face inches from Lisa's. "You will eat," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "You will obey me."

Lisa's heart raced as she felt a shiver run down her spine. She was trapped with no escape from this dominant, possessive man.

Suddenly, Lugard's hand closed around her wrist, and his fingers felt like a vice. "Come," he said, pulling her out of her seat..

Lisa stumbled as she was dragged out of the dining room and back to her bedroom. He flung open the door and pushed her inside, slamming it shut behind her.

Lisa's anger boiled over. "Let me out!" she shouted, pounding on the door.

But Lugard's voice was firm. "You will stay there until you learn to obey me," he said.

Lisa's eyes narrowed. She would never obey him. Never. she wondered when the butler repaid her broken door too quickly.

As Lisa paced back and forth in her room, she heard the sound of footsteps outside. She wondered if they were Lugard's footsteps.