Shocked, not knowing what to do at this point, especially after what he said to me. Can I somehow get out of here? Is this really happening to me?
"Who are you? The Maximilian I know is not like this." Trying to think of something in my head, it's impossible, because the bloody severed head won't leave my mind.
"Ignore those sweet words, they won't work. You can't fool me and don't try to do something you'll regret later. Trust me, I won't regret hurting you. The moment you married Damien, you became my number one enemy." This is not good.
"Then we have nothing to talk about." I answered him and turned my head away from him, but in a second my jaw hurt when he squeezed me tightly and turned my head to look at him.
I tried to move his hand away but all I could feel was my cheek going numb from the slap.
Not believing that this was happening to me, I remained kneeling on the floor without moving from my place. I closed my eyes and let out tears.
"If it's easier for you now because my husband hurt your sister, feel free to hit me. I can't and won't defend myself against you, but know that I will remember every blow I receive for the rest of my life." He grabbed my hair and lifted my head to look at him.
"Do you think you mean something to me, that you are my friend. Don't fool yourself, because you will never be. This is nothing, what is waiting for you. Relax, this is your room from now on." From now on? Until when?
I believe hell awaits me.
"Thank you for proving to me that you are not worthy of me. Thank you for showing me your true face, and for disgusted with me. I feel better. Now I belive every word Damien told me about you. I was so blind." His gaze told a completely different story than the one he was showing, although he quickly hid it all.
"I disgust you, don't you?" He said, after which he grabbed my hand and threw me on the bed. I crouched down, waiting for his move. Not knowing what awaited me, my eyes widened.
He grabbed the hem of his shirt and took it off.
Shock. Shock. Shock.
His body is covered in scars and tattoos. What is all this, who did this to him?
I'm even more afraid of him now. He's scary. I don't want to be near him, I don't want to look at this.
He started to approach me, but I was moving away so fast that I reached the end of the bed.
"Please don't, I'm scared."
I just want to disappear. I don't want to be here next to him.
"You're just about to know true fear." He said, and my body strted to shake, and he saw it to.
"This is boring." He said and moved away from me. He reached the door of the room and two guards came in.
"Take her and hold her tightly." I started shaking my head left and right, panickingly looking for a way out of here, but I couldn't find one. I moved off the bed to escape them but I fell to the floor. They grabbed my arms on each side and held me tightly to them. What's happening, what are they going to do to me.
