He slammed his mouth so roughly against her that it trembled her very existence. She teared up all over again.
How could he hurt her over and over again like this? He knew how much this was breaking her, and he was still doing it with no mercy.
Eizlina tried to push him away from her, but he grasped her wrists and pinned them above her head. His mouth devoured hers with no gentleness. It was like he was trying to break her through that venomous kiss of his.
Not only did she disrespect his mother but she dared to bring out that part of his life, which he had not given anyone the right to even think about. And this had turned him beyond furious.
Now he wanted nothing more than just to break her in every fu#cking possible way for even daring to think about questioning him regarding his life’s most hidden phase.
Theron tried to push his tongue inside her, but when Eizlina couldn't do anything to stop his brutality, she aggressively bit on his lower lip to stop him. Her bite was so rough that they both tasted his blood.
Finally getting back his rational senses, he broke the kiss. He pulled back his head to look into her shimmering gaze, which was burning with pure hatred and anger for him.
That disdain in her eyes for him ruined his sanity more treacherously. It satiated his insanity for her. His bloodshed gaze filled with malice. Wrath fumed in every vein inside his body.
Theron grabbed a fist of her hair and pulled her face closer to his. Eizlina hissed in pain.
“This is what this fu#king world believes and if you're going to be a part of this world, then….” He pulled her hair more, making her yelp in pain. His other hand clutched her waist with no tenderness, making sure to make her feel the roughness of his touch.
“I am not going to treat you any different or special than this world, Eizlina Witner,” his warm breathing fanned against her swollen, reddened lips, while his eyes roamed all over her face, which had completely moistened with her own tears and was now flushing red.
But his words turned her utterly confused.
What did this world believe? And what did he believe? What was he hiding or was he just playing with her his inhuman games?
Yes, he was just trying to manipulate her.
“So …..” he thrusted his head closer to hers, and intentionally rubbed the blood on his lips against her softly warm and wet cheek.
Eizlina curled her fists in disgust.
He initiated that pain, and he ended it with no care.
“Start considering yourself what my mother called you,” hearing him disgracing her like that again, Eizlina felt like something inside her breaking. It didn't hurt her this badly when his mother called her his bed warmer and mistress.
“And do not dare to interfere in my life again if you wish to keep on breathing here,” Sending her a glare, he shoved her down on the bed. Eizlina gritted her teeth and kept her eyes lowered. Glowering at her downcasted head, he leaned the wound on his lips again with the back of his arm.
This girl seriously had some sharp teeth. It was still stinging him.
“This is your last warning, Eizlina Witner. Behave or else….you won't like me using my ways to make you behave here,” he warned her, gazing at her lowered head ragefully.
She didn't take her head upward to spare him a single glance. He scowled.
After that, he turned around and walked out of that room. Eizlina finally took her eyes upward, and seeing his disappearing figure, a sob ripped out of her throat.
She could not take this anymore. She could not, especially when she still didn't know what worse she had done to receive all of this.
Turning her head, she looked towards his belt, which was still laying on the floor.
Why was he hurting her so cruelly? Why did he hate her so much?
And most importantly, how far would he go to hurt her in his hatred?
…………
Buttoning his coat, he was striding out of his manor to get to his work. His face wore no expression, except for a dark scowl. He was infuriated, because his head was completely occupied by every single thing she said to him. That hatred in her eyes for him, he just couldn't forget it and this was messing with his calmness and patience awfully.
Sensing his malicious presence, all the staff and house help made sure to keep themselves away from his way while keeping their heads lowered because they all knew what happened when their boss lost his temper.
Somehow they all felt bad for that girl, whom he had carried in his arms inside this manor in her unconscious state yesterday, and later announced her as his wife in front of everyone. Because they all knew what kind of a person that 30 year old man, Theron Elzaek, was.
He was capable of becoming anyone's living and most terrifying nightmare, just by falling his eyes on them.
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