His Possession

Angel's p.o.v.  Today is the worst day of my life. I'm getting married to a stranger and he's sitting down on a chair, sipping wine like its the happiest day of his life. I can't believe my own father sold me for a few million dollars. My father is a continuous gambler and   so I still look back and wonder how I found myself in all these. I have never hated someone more in my entire life than I hate Andrew right at this moment. I had refused to talk to him since the "incident" a few days ago. He would get mad and start yelling at me for ignoring him then I would just give him one word answers. I thought he was going to kill me but he calmed down and he was especially nice to me today because today I have to marry him. I've never been the suicidal type but I can't see myself being bonded to a man like him forever… I'd rather be dead. I am in a horrible place at the moment, so I wore a black hoodie and a black pair of shorts. My hair was hurriedly put up so it doesn't look like I just woke up. I decided not to even fix it this morning when I got up. I hate this! I mentally scream, things just keep coming up in my mind but I can't say it out or Andrew will kill my family. The priest that is supposed to marry me and Andrew comes; and soon, I stand at the alter. I stare daggers at him as we stood together like a happy couple. This is the most pitiful wedding I have ever been to. Andrew's father is still in the chair, downing glasses. Andrew is rolling his eyes at the priest who's droning on about nothing we care about, and I'm standing beside him, trying to hold back tears. I hold a rose in my hand and slowly strangle it between my fingers. Honestly I could stand there for centuries as long as I didn't get married to the man I despised most in my life. "Do you, Andrew Xavier, take Angel Mays to be your lawfully wedded wife? To love and to cherish in sickness and in..." "I do!" Andrew says impatiently slipping the ring onto my finger as I glare at him. "Do you, Angel take Andrew to be your lawfully wedded husband to love and to cherish in sickness and in health in everything and nothing till death do you part?" Honestly, I don't. I want him to die in sickness and I couldn't wait for death to do us part. I look down at the diamond ring. It will last forever but me and Andrew's marriage won't. This rose diamond band will tie me to him forever.  "I don't want to do this. I won't do this," I say under my breath. "I don't want you," I say sending him a nasty glare and mr. Xavier snorts into his wine glass like it was amusing. I hesitate a moment and my throat becomes uncomfortably tight. My eyes flick to Andrew's sharp profile as he stares at the priest in front of us. This will seal my fate to him. The man I hated the most. I don't want him. I don't want this.   "Well?"   I start breathing heavily and I shake my head. "Yes," I say weakly.   "I don't want to do this," I say in a low tone. "I don't want you," I whisper and take a very deep breath before I seal myself to a future of misery. "I do," I whisper. Andrew kissed me and my eyes stung with tears as I let him.  I pull back, then Andrew's brother and father come to sign as witnesses. Once everything is finished Andrew glares down at me and grabs my arm again and starts walking us out of the room, saying a goodbye to his amused father. As I walk to Andrew's limousine I look at him hatefully. I think he's going to kill me after I embarrassed him like that, but he doesn't because I have to spend the rest of my life with him, unfortunately for me. At last, I reach his mansion. It is huge... I could have said I loved it but it hate the owner. I hate everything about this mansion. As I get in, Andrew offers to show me the house. I refuse. I'm not going to pretend to be nice to him after all that happened. He grabs my hand and drags me into the kitchen. I find a knife just resting on the table. An idea strikes my mind. He has his back towards me so I reach for the knife, gripping the weapon in my hand tightly. I hold the knife and try to stab him, but my palms get sweaty and my heart began to beat faster. I want to stab him and run away. He laughs and tells me;  "You can't do it, princess. You don't have the heart to do it." He was right. I couldn't do it, I couldn't stab him. My hands started to shake and the knife dropped to the floor with a clang. How could he be so scary with his back turned to me? If he inflicted such fear upon me without even looking eye to eye... what else could he do? He pushed me harshly to the kitchen wall as pain shoots through my head and I see everything go black for a second.  "You can't hurt me and you can't leave, you know why? Because you're mine. You know what, Angel? Sometimes I hate you so much I want to kill you." His eyes become dark and predatory.  He bites my ear and leaves a mark I will have to leave to heal later. He forcefully drags me to my room, digging his nails into my skin, then shows me his room opposite to my room. This is the life I have to live for the rest of my life. Soon he leaves for work and I'm happy he did. Only after he left could I see the real beauty of the house. I couldn't care less, this house feels lonely and there is something sad about this house. It was was soon dark and Andrew came back from work. I honestly wish he died in an accident. I go to the dining table and find my 'husband' smirking at me. I hate him so much. I look down and find out he unbuttoned his suit. I stare at his pale skin for a minute before looking at his face. His hair was all messed up, my eyes flick over his body then I take a glance at his face. I hate him. I hate that he is so handsome. Someone so evil shouldn't be so handsome. He notices me and smirks. I angrily walk myself to my room; locking my bedroom door. I open the closet in front of me and notice a range of beautiful night wears. I help myself to one and I hear someone fiddle the door while I'm changing into the oversized night shirt I know Andrew bought for me? Andrew enters my room and finds me wearing only the shirt I found in the closet. "What do you want?".   "You." "You're insane". I snap, sending him a nasty glare.  "Get dressed. We leave in five minutes." He says coldly and leaves the room, not forgetting to slam the door. Announcement: Hey everyone. We are the authors. So sorry about not updating the story for a long time. But now we're back with even more updates. Can this get three hearts please. Luv you guys. You keep us here. luv you, and keep on keeping on. ❤️