Ruthless Billionaire's Obsession, His Substitute Bride

Chapter Three

Daniel’s POV

Pure disgust and disdain was all I felt after knowing I’d have to marry the common-w***e of Las Vegas.

I was met with the least expected scenario; she played the victim.

“Dance!” I thundered once more, my fist curled into a ball and anger coursing through my veins.

She trembled with fear and reluctantly looked at me pleadingly, it was as if she was sending a cryptic message from a broken soul but the whispers are on the street, of her shameless escapades.

“Please.” She whispered, her voice clutching on the thin fabric of hope

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I hissed and made to pounce on her but Marvin interrupted.

“Daniel, do you really want to do this here?” he asked.

I scowled at him, my eyes questioning his actions as he held my hand.

He cleared his throat and let me go. “I believe we should leave the lovebirds to their thing, after all, it’s their wedding night.” He suggested.

“Nonsense! She has to showcase her skills.” Thena insisted.

“Come on guys, we have the rest of her life to see it all, let’s go.” Marvin said convincingly, they concurred and ended up leaving , passing lewd remarks at Kira.

Thena was the last to leave. “Are you sure you want to be left with her?” she asked, meaningfully.

“Don’t be jealous.” I responded, hinting at my intentions to spend the night with her.

She smirked satisfactorily, kissed my lips seductively and laughed dryly at Kira before leaving. I turned around to look at Kira; it was just her and me.

“They’re all gone; you can drop the act now. I venomously threw at her as she kept fidgeting.

She mumbled some words under her breath, she looked innocent and helpless and I almost regretted my actions but I had a flashback of my first encounter with her at a strip club, how she shamelessly exposed her body, got drunk and made out with several men.

“Follow me.” I ordered, monotonously.

She hesitated and I growled lowly then turned my back, leaving the room. She followed me reluctantly, from a decent distance. I led her to my room and muttered a curse under my breath. “Close the door behind you.” I ordered her.

Assured the door was shut, I finally turned back my attention to her, she breathed with difficulty following every step I took and snickered as she instinctively moved backwards.

“There’s no need to run away from me darling, it’s just the two of us, welcome home.” I greeted with a malicious grin.

I gently caressed her face and she shuddered at my touch, causing me to scoff at her pretense. “I feel sticky from all that drinking, make yourself home dear wife. I’ll just take a quick shower okay?” I said to her then planted a kiss on her cheek. She shrieked lowly and I let her go, dumping the heavy layer of my clothing on the floor before proceeding into the bathroom.

As the water ran down from my head down to the rest of my body, I sighed heavily. The realization of the sly fox I was stuck with made me angrier.

‘A husband she wants, a husband she’ll get.’ I swore to myself as I forcefully ignored her pricking at my conscience.

Fifteen minutes later, I emerged into the room, towel wrapped around my waist and a little towel to dry my wet hair, I found Kira curled into a ball, crouched at a corner.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing darling?” I asked, sarcastically.

She jumped up in fright and I flared my nostrils. I walked over to her and she shook with fear. She was still clad in the miserable wedding gown and had the stupid innocent look I desperately want to scratch off plastered on her face.

“I-i don’t know what to do.” She stuttered.

I c****d my head sideways and stared at her in disgust. Her dress was still wet and I could see her erect n*****s. I grabbed her waist and drew her closer. She squeaked and I kissed her neck.

“Slut.” I cursed as I let go of her, she whimpered and I bit my lower lips, noticing her delicate features and slender waist.

“Strip!” I growled, lowering my voice.

Her eyes widened in shock and she retreated backwards, this act of hers annoyed me greatly.

“We’re the only ones here, you can drop the act. You can fool anyone but me.” I spat at her yet she stuck to the character. “Fine, have it your way.” I warned her before forcefully grabbing her hands and dragging her towards the bed.

“Please, please don’t do this me, I beg of you.” She pleaded, crying.

I ignored her cries and hurled her on the bed then pinned her hands down with mine, she yelled, cursed and kicked hard but I was unmoved.

“Open your eyes and look at me!” I ordered and when she did, I kissed her fiercely on the lips; she yanked her hand away from my grip and wiped it away, earning herself a slap.

“Am I not better than those lowlife bastards you sell yourself cheaply to? You know how it feels to know half the town has slept with the woman you’ll call your wife? Of course you don’t.” I yelled at her.

“You’re mistaken, please listen to me.” She begged but I laughed villainously.

I traced my fingers on her body, from her face down to her thighs which she closed tightly. “Was this how they touched you? Did you enjoy it ?” I asked sarcastically then leaned in for a whisper. “Don’t worry, I’ll refresh your memory and do worse than they did to you.”

“Please, please I beg of-“

I shut her up with a slap then proceeded to tear the fabric that separated her bare body from mine. She whimpered and cried, closing her eyes and calling on the heavens to save her. The towel slid down from my waist and I parted her legs, amidst her cries, sobs and please, I thrust into her.

She let out a shrill bone piercing cry which morphed into silent sobs as I increased my pace. I closed my eyes and basked into the pleasure her tightness offered.

Thirty minutes later, I collapsed beside her, exhausted, then walked back to the bathroom and took a short shower. When I returned, she was still on the bed, motionless with tears running freely down her cheeks, I noticed a pool of blood on the bed and remembered washing off some when I was bathing.

“How did you do it? Fixing your hymen, you think that would deceive me? I did my homework too you know?” I mocked as I began to dress up.

“I won’t be back home tonight or by morning, not that it’s any of your business but we have some stupid function to attend tomorrow, I’ll make arrangements for your presence.” I explained to her and she didn’t give me a response, I scoffed at this and finished dressing then walked out of the room.

The thoughts of her filled my mind as I drove down to Athena's house. Something about her eyes and the sincerity in her voice made my stomach turn, for the first time ever-I felt like a monster. Images of her crying for mercy as I forcefully ravaged her haunted me and I wanted to get rid of it.

I arrived at Athena’s house after stopping by a bar for a shot which graduated into taking more than just one, Kira's voice daunting my sanity, when I arrived Athena's place, she was already impatient.

“I thought you’d never come.” She complained.

I chuckled softly and threw my car keys on the couch then grabbed her by the waist. “Shush baby, not a word.” I ordered her, wanting to rid of Kira's imprint on me so I crashes my lips on hers, kissing her roughly.