Power

Chapter 1

Married! I was finally married! After eleven years of waiting, Rob actually commited to me by putting a ring on my figure and walking out of court  carrying me in his arms. It was the best day of my life, and sadly, the last of my happy one. Life with my parents always nearby was over; life with all I ever asked for; life where all I heard was 'yes'; and life with the loving side of Rob-or should I say the fake side of Rob....

I remember the day we met like it was seconds ago. I was fresh out of high school at eighteen, and he was a twenty year old school dropout. That never seemed to bother me though, because he had a successful shipping business which he claimed was funded by a bank loan. I believed him and all that he told me about his life, because he made me feel things I had never felt with anyone. He drove me crazy with love, and all that mattered to me was him.

After more than a decade, you would think you know someone really well, but I've learnt that the hard way,  you can never be a hundred percent sure.

The night of our wedding, I let him have my soul and my body ,he completely claimed me for the first time. Unfortunately i was his toy that night however I made sure I enjoyed every bit of it. We both went onat it until  3:00 am, when he let me sleep my last peaceful sleep.

I remember waking up the next morning, hand cuffed to a sloppy excuse of a bed, with my legs tied up together using rope, and my mouth held shut with a piece of dirty cloth, in an empty room with a small window that gave a view of the sea. A dark, Arab man in a suit then came into the room and sat beside me. I moved away from him as much as possible, but I didn't get far. His dark brown thrilling eyes looked directly into mine, as his rough hand went through my whole body like he was performing some sort of inspection. He then exposed in bright white teeth through a sly smile, before forcing a kiss on me, as I sat there helplessly.

When Rob came in, I felt relieved thinking he was here to rescue me. He pulled the man aside to have a chat right in front of me, making me wonder why he hadn't started fighting for my life already. They seemed friendly with each other, which made me even more confused. Once they were done I looked at Rob in deep, helpless love. He on the other hand, just dished me a smirk and shut the door behind him, leaving me alone with the creepy Arab guy, who then tore my clothes and forced his disgusting body on me, as I sobbed due to my fruitless efforts.