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A happy couple is a myth. Auguste Elmendrof who is 20 years old has been married to the man of her dreams but dee...
The door slammed mercilessly, Auguste Elmendrof could feel her heart race inside her chest, His angry footsteps slamming against the floor echoed in the hallway, searching for her wildly. "Where were you?"said Andrew Wager "how many times I need to remind you to open the dam door before I come home"
Walking towards the room he realized he forgot to take off his shoes. "Damm it" he said looking down as he was now standing on the expensive rug which was placed elegantly in the living room.
Soon he felt her presence.
His heart skipped a beat.... or two.
Auguste Elmendrof. His lawful wife.
He lifted his eyes and gave her a glare.
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She came running from the room wearing the pink pj's. "How girly" he thought.
Her eyes were puffy. He knew she was asleep thats why she didnt answer the door right away. Yesterday she came late from training.
These days seem crucuial because in few days she will pass out and will be allowed to attend the patients first hand, but that doesnt matter.
He hated her. That's all.
She stood there making sure that there is a good distance between the both.
Precaution first. Your girl is clever.
She was quite, because of two reasons, first of, she should have opened the door which she didn't, secondly, if she even dare to utter a word it will have unwanted consequences.
She could see him forming a fist and his jaw clenching " say something Auguste, he is so unpridictable, shit this time i am officially screwed" she thought to herself.
" Now get a cup of coffee for me" he said from his gritted teeth " or I will do the honour of physically hurting you with any thing in my reach and teach you how to obey your husband, 'your new master'"
Everytime he gets angry there is a bone in Auguste's body which is destined to crack. But today something is different, or maybe he is not in the mood of wasting his energy by beating the hell out of her.
She froze on the spot with her eyes wide enough which were ready to pop out of the sockets any minute. He could kill her any time now because she really pissed him off.
It will take a second for him to slit her throat . They were trained this way, if in any case she get the orders to kill she will not hesitate, infact she was never trained to fight rather she was trained to assist the nurses. Her dad and his partner disagreed to the governments policies, to him the government was not looking out for the people of Westfield. Due to the goverments new export and import policies this town was facing great loss. Poverty was the future if nothing was done, so the people of this town gathered together and made the 13 points agenda, which if goes as planned was thought will act as a trouble shooter for poverty, but these people were left alone. Thats the last time someone sat on one table and talked.
Now they kill.
When injured returned, her group was suppose to treat them, but she observed every training session just to watch Andrew Wager fighting with others.
She loved him, she knew every move he uses on his opponents, she may not be as strong as him but she is clever enough to overpower him easily.
She wanted to punch him on his rugged face or just kick him down right in the crotch . Her ego and self respect itched to fight back when she looked into those dark ferocious eyes, but something always held her back."Sure" she said "give me five minutes" and left the mister arrogant ass in the living room.
After she left, Andrew Wager was accompained by the agonizing silence with all the elite and expensive stuff which Auguste's dad gave them, after they got married.
As she came back to the living room, he was nowhere to be found.
She went straight to the bedroom with the coffee in her hand.
She tried to open the door but she was unable to balance the tray and push the door at the same time.
Her five minutes were going to get over.
So Auguste needed to hurry up, but she paused for a second, her grip on the tray tightened, with the frown she moved her head towards the door, trying to listen with the squinted eyes.
She suddenly retreated when the door opened wide, revealing her husband.
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