Chapter - 9

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It doesn't matter who hurt you or
Who broke you down.
What matters is who made you smile again.

- Anonymous.

Chapter - 9

Azura's POV

I woke up with a instense headache in the morning. I tried to summarize about what happened last night.

Oh God! How can I be so stupid?

God i was so drunk last night. I took a look of the whole room. No doubt it was the master bedroom. White satin curtains with gold embroidery, silk sheets and expensive art was all around the room.

It could be mistaken as some kings place.

I looked around, Alexander was no where to be seen. I pulled the sheets up to cover my naked body from any further exposure.

As I was about get out of bed, I felt a sharp sting between my legs.

I know it's been time since I had been last involved in such activity.

As I was struggling to get out of bed, the rooms door opened.

Alexander stood in front of me with a glass of juice and some pills. Which could most probably be painkillers.

"My sweet love,  I see you are awake."  , He said striding towards me.

"N-Nothing happened last night.", I said getting some confidence.

His expression changed from happy to anger in some split seconds.

"Excuse me, my sweet love. Do you want me to remind you, how you were screaming for more and more last night or how you were writhing with pleasure under me" , He nearly growled with anger at my words.

My cheeks started heating at his words. My face was red from embarrassment.

As I was about to reply him. My phone rang cutting me off.

I looked to only see, It was from my mother.

"Hello" , I said picking it up.

"Hello azura." , she said my name with so much venom almost making me flinch.

Sometimes I think if she is even my mother.

"What do you want mother?"

"Ah! Straight to the point I see."

"Mother."

"Well I called to tell you that Lauren's babyshower is postponed. So it will be held after 2 weeks instead of 2 says and the same venue." , she said before hanging up her phone.

I looked up to see Alexander looking at me.

"We need to talk."

"No we don't."

"Yes, we do. Now, I will talk and you will hear me." , He sneered at my face.

"You don't own me" , I said angrily.

"Yes, I do. I did from the day I laid my eyes on you.", He said making me angry. "Now get ready and come downstairs, dinner is ready."

"You know you are a fucking hard-headed bastard." , I hissed at him.

"That I know, my little love." , He smirked at me while getting out of the room.

This is wrong.
I am not supposed to feel anything.

But whenever he would look at me,
I had this ticklish feeling in my stomach.



Alexander's  POV

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