She Is Not Her

CHAPTER 14

AUSTIN'S POV:

I stood near our bedroom door looking at her back. It's been a couple of minutes she was standing there in front of the mirror and looking at herself.

Her back was towards me and I couldn't help but admire her perfect figure. The maroon dress looked perfect on her pale skin, the black silk belt tied around her waist emphasizing her tiny waist, making her look like a temptress.

My eyes travel from her waist to her back and a wave of guilt rushed through me as my eyes landed on the red marks which were caused as I whipped her.

I walked near her and saw that her eyes were focused on a particular spot above her breast. On the brand I gave her.

I was not even a bit guilty after looking at my name burned on her skin. I used one of the iron brands my company uses to make special wooden pens for me, with my name burned on it and marked Adria with it.

The mere memory of that night makes my blood boil again but my anger quickly goes away when I saw that she was crying.

"You are looking sexy", I commented and her body went still as soon as my voice landed on her ears. I walked forward and stood in front of her. I noticed that she was embarrassed as the marks on her body was being seen. Grabbing a brush I brushed her hair and parted them in two, letting them fall on her back and breast covering the marks and also the brand.

"It won't be visible now", I said. My eyes landed on her breast I couldn't help but stare at the perfect mounds. This is what happens all the time. I can never control myself around her.

"You look really beautiful", I said huskily and smashed my lips on her. The way she tasted was addictive, so fresh and so sweet.

I studied her face again and her beauty was tainted with red marks and cracks, which were again caused by me.

"Just do a bit makeup you are looking pale", I said and she nodded her head like a puppy. Her trembling fingers still worked expertly and she did a great job to cover all the scars.

She looked even prettier now. It was being very difficult for me to control myself around her.

"Let's go they will come any second", I snaked my arm around her waist and walked out of the room with her.

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"Mama", I exclaimed like a little child and ran down the stairs and hugged my mom. It's been two years since I last met her. Mom kissed my cheeks and ruffled my hair playfully. I would always be her little boy.

"I missed you so much Aussie", she said now crying.

"I missed you too mama", I said in a low voice. She had tears in her eyes and the reason was me, I hated myself for that.

"Aussie", I instantly recognized the voice, Dad.

I walked towards him and hugged him. He patted my back proudly and said 'my boy'.

"Dad I missed you"

"I missed you too Aussie boy. How are you"

"I am fine"

"Fine my ass, you look thin", dad comments and I just laughed at his comment.

"Yes baby you look thin", mother says rubbing my arm.

"I am fine, just that work is too much nowadays"

"I can understand, I went through this phase", dad says patting my back again.

"Don't over work yourself baby", mom being over concerned as always scolds me like she used to do when I was a little.

"Please, mom lets go in first please", I ask them to walk in my mansion.