Ep.09
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“Emmalyn’s POV”
What? Was he rejecting me? What the hell was this man up to? What was his motive for capturing me inside this vast room?
“You don’t want it?” A puff escaped from my mouth thinking about the twisted man standing to the fore for me. Whose name, I didn’t even know.
“For god's sake, tell me what’s your intention?” I frowned.
While nodding in response, he asked, “marry me.”
Oh god! Tell me he was joking.
“Why should I?” Rolling my eyes, I inquired.
Our gazes met as he again crashed his body to mine and added, “because, I love you.”
“So you won’t fvck me out of wedlock?” I was eager to know his response.
Well, I wasn’t a decent girl, but a brutal fighter. All I wanted was my freedom, which now some handsome, rich guy was refusing to give.
And the reason was, he wanted to fvck me. What’s worse was, he wants to marry me before fulfilling his desire.
“Let me clarify something,” he began speaking.
“I don’t want to fvck you. I want to make you as my lawfully wedded wife and after, I want to make love with you. Whether you believe it or not, it’s not lust. It’s something purer.”
“What if I say no?” While chuckling mischievously, I elevated my brows.
“You are mine and nothing can come in between something, which I believe is mine,” declaring proudly, he lifted his chin in pride.
“Hell no. I am no one’s. Not a single soul can command me. No matter what your position is, I don’t fvcking give a damn!” I shouted while pushing him for the second time.
I took my phone, which was peacefully lying on the bed, and strolled towards the door.
“Don’t dare to stop me,” I ordered while grabbing the dress from the floor.
Edging towards the door, I wore the dress and then twisted the doorknob.
When I stepped out of the room, my jaw hit the floor to witness the armed guards standing near the door.
“You can’t leave, it’s the master’s order,” one of the guards spoke and began inching closer.
I thought of smacking his face, but when my eyes fell on the highly-ranked weapons, I turned myself inside the room.
Who was this guy? He seems to have a lot of contact and power.
He began sniggering in a scornful manner, making my anger to rise.
“Fvck you.” I sat on the bed and wrapped my arms around my chest dramatically while sending hatred gazes towards him.
That wildness in his eyes was making my inner soul hungry. His virility was inviting.
“If you want to keep me here, just do something.”
“Do what?” Elevating the shoulders, he asked.
“Your lecherous gaze is f*****g killing me. Hell no!” I marched nearer to him and pushed him on the bed.
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