Quicksand

Chapter 23

The only sound breaking the silence was the clinking of silverware as we ate our breakfast. Adrik sat at the head of the table, while I sat at a distant corner, as far from him as possible. Surprisingly, he didn't utter a word.

A searing agony wracks my body, unlike anything I've ever endured. Every slight movement sends shockwaves of pain coursing through me, leaving me breathless. shifting gingerly from one side to the other, praying that a subtle change in position will bring some respite from the torment. But every adjustment seems to exacerbate the ache, leaving me feeling helpless and desperate for relief.

After the forced moment Adrik rained on me last night, I thought things couldn't get worse. But, true to his wicked nature, he continued to push my boundaries. He woke me up again, subjecting me to another intense encounter. And, if that wasn't enough, he repeated it again this morning, refusing to stop until I broke down, sobbing uncontrollably like a child.

I usually watch pornography at night thinking that the encounter will be rather enjoyable but what I endured yesterday was anything but pleasant. I guess it was all an act to deceive people and I fell a victim.

But what feared me more was the look for pleasure on his face he had seem to be enjoying himself at my own expense. He didn't stop. There was no stop this monster, that I realized last night. My cry's only seem to encourage him more, I had even started to scream the lyrics of a lullaby I learnt from my mother but that only seem to amuse him and make him go harder. I remember him coming undone inside me only for him to lift my legs up to re-enter.I honestly thought I was going to die.

The most painful aspect, however, was that he seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood, as if my suffering had brought him immense satisfaction.

His cheerful demeanor was a jarring contrast to the turmoil brewing inside me. It was as if he had fed off my pain, using it to fuel his own twisted pleasure. The memory of his grin still lingers, etched in my mind like a scar.

If this is what marriage with him would be like, I need to find a way out. But first I need to find out how my mother is doing. I planned on asking him this morning but starting a conversation with him is nerve racking.

I took a deep breath and tried to muster up the courage to speak to him. I cleared my throat to draw his attention to my presence, and he slowly raised up his head to look at me.

"Can I ask you something?" I said, trying to sound calm.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by my nervousness. "What is it?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

I was wondering... how's my mom doing? Can I see her ?now that we're married you can let me mother go right? I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

He leaned back in his chair, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Oh, she's doing just fine," he said, his tone dripping with insincerity.

I felt a surge of anxiety at his response. Something didn't feel right.

"Really?" I pressed, trying to get more information. "Can I see her?"

He chuckled, clearly entertained by my concern. "Not just yet," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're reunited with her... in due time."

A chill ran down my spine as I realized he was toying with me, using my mother's well-being as leverage.

What do you mean?" I asked, my heart racing with anticipation.

"What was I supposed to mean ?" Adrik ask amused.
"We're married now; you've gotten what you wanted. Can't you at least show some decency and let my mom go?"I asked, my voice laced with anger and desperation.

Adrik's face remained impassive, but I saw a flicker of something in his eyes. "You really don't understand, do you?" he said, his voice low and even.
Understand what?" I asked, my frustration growing.

Adrik sighed, as if I was a child who couldn't grasp a simple concept. "That I have the final say in everything concerning you"

"No you don't and I need my mother right now or else"I said almost forgetting who I was talking to

Adrik raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I'm shaking in my boots," he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

" you should be"

Adrik's eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of surprise dancing across his face before he nodded slowly.

Be careful ," Adrik said, his eyes glinting. "I'm feeling generous, thanks to my
жена. Don't mess this up, or you'll regret it."

I swallowed hard, trying to appear confident despite the warning. "I understand," I said, my voice firm. Adrik's gaze lingered on me, as if searching for any sign of weakness. Then, seemingly satisfied, he nodded and turned away, dismissing me from his attention. I let out a silent breath, feeling a mix of relief and trepidation.

After finishing my food, noticing that my plate was empty, he stood up and picked up my plate, then put them in the dishwasher.

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I felt a deep ache in my chest. I missed her warm smile, her comforting voice, and her loving hugs. I wished I could turn back time and spend more moments with her, to tell her how much I loved and appreciated her. The longing to be with her again was almost overwhelming.
Don't let that tears fall жена. He said coming back to take his same the position.
I can't even cry in peace, I thought as I cleaned the little teardrop that managed to escape

What would you want to do today he suddenly asked

"I don't know," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just want to hug my mom."

His expression darkened, and his voice dropped to a menacing tone. "You're still dwelling on that?" he growled, his eyes narrowing. "You need to let it go. Now." The air seemed to vibrate with tension as he took a step closer, his presence suffocating. "Don't make me tell you again.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he loomed over me, his eyes blazing with an unnerving intensity. His voice was low and even, but it sent a chill through my veins. "You're starting to try my patience," he warned, his words dripping with malice. "I wouldn't want that to happen." Suddenly, the room seemed to darken, as if the shadows themselves were closing in around me.

His gaze seemed to bore into my soul, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something sinister. But then, his expression shifted, and he smiled, his eyes glinting with a warmth that seemed almost... genuine.

"Enough of that," he said, his voice smooth as silk. "It's a beautiful day outside. Why don't we spend some time in the garden?" He gestured towards the French doors, which led out to a lush, vibrant oasis. "The fresh air will do you good.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to make of the sudden change in his demeanor. But as I looked out at the garden, I felt a spark of curiosity ignite within me. Maybe some time outside would be good for me, I thought. Maybe it would help me clear my head and shake off the lingering sadness.

"Okay," I said finally, nodding my head. "Let's go."

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