CHAPTER3
1051 Words
Everyone suddenly got quiet.
Mrs Johnson was anxious, she had started shaking.
Chris looked pale as he stood there trying to process what had just happened.
“No, I don't take Chris Ford to be my lawfully wedded husband alone, but also my God-ordained husband”. Zara said, letting out a smile.
It was hard to decipher whether it was fake.
“Phew”! The priest let out a deep sigh of relief.
The guests began clapping.
“You may now kiss the bride”, the priest said as the guest continued cheering.
Chris quickly kissed Zara. She was clearly uncomfortable but no one cared to notice.
“I was scared when you pulled that prank at the wedding,” Mrs Johnson said, laughing loudly.
“Oh, I hope it was a prank”. Zara said, avoiding eye contact.
She’s mine now. Could I take her home with me? Chris asked, smiling.
“Of course”, Mrs Johnson replied.
The drive to the billionaire's mansion was a seemingly long one.
“For a moment I thought you were going to bring up another drama at the wedding, good to see that it was just your sense of humor”, he said, lighting up a cigarette.
“Care for some?” he asked, stretching the pack of cigarettes towards her.
“No, thank you,” she said.
“Did your mother tell you everything about the terms of the marriage?”
“What terms?” Zara asked curiously as she adjusted herself.
“That I just want an heir to continue my name and legacy after I’m gone”.
“Oh she did”, Zara said, trying not to show any emotion.
Mrs Johnson had hidden that from her, and she had just got to find out now.
“What now ? She thought to herself.
“I see”, Chris said, interrupting her thoughts.
“Work starts immediately, I guess,” he said, letting out a smirk.
At that point they had arrived at the mansion, Zara was still in awe of just how beautiful the building was.
“This is your new home”, Chris said, not showing any emotion.
“It’s beautiful,” Zara replied while gazing at every corner of the building.
There were servants for everything, and she did not need to lift a finger.
“Let me show you around,” Chris said.
“OK” she answered, stuttering.
Chris seemed kind, but she just couldn’t understand why he remained unmarried until now.
“ Also without a kid? She couldn’t help but wonder.
“This is our bedroom”, Chris said as he led her into a massive master bedroom furnished with expensive furniture.
“You sure have a high taste, I must say”, Zara said.
He replied, nodding in approval.
“I like to take cold showers,” he said as he walked into the dressing room.
“How about you?” He asked.
cold…. Sorry about hot showers. Zara said, stuttering.
The reality that she was married and would now share a room with a total stranger had just hit her.
“Sirrr…. Can I spend a few weeks in another room before I get used to the surroundings? She asked, with her head facing the ground and her voice barely above a whisper.
“You can’t share a room with your husband?” He asked, looking bemused.
“Well sorry, you can’t have another room”, his friendly demeanor disappeared.
“You must share this room with me, that’s why I married you, remember?” He said arrogantly.
Zara tried to stay strong but couldn’t hold back the tears that began running down her cheeks.
“A s*x toy? I’m I a s*x toy? She asked. This time her voice was breaking.
I’d like to see it as an exchange, Chris said, rudely.
“You married for money, I married for s*x or let’s say for a child, but how are children made?” He asked, mockingly.
Tara could not believe her ears.
She quickly slid her hand into her bag to pick up her phone and call her mother.
“Stop right there”, Chris said as she picked up the phone.
“What are you trying to do”? He continued.
Call your mother? She can’t save you, after all she put you in this position, he said, laughing.
“You’re mine now, you live in my house, and you must abide by my rules”.
“You cannot communicate with anyone outside this house, and you cannot go out without my permission as well or without company from my staff”.
Zara was dumbfounded, she fell to the ground as she continued sobbing.
“Please ….. Please, don’t do this to me, she cried.
She was amazed at how someone could be nice one minute and turn into a monster the next minute.
Her whole world came crumbling right before her.
“Why did I let this happen”? She continued crying profusely.
Chris just sat there on the couch unbothered.
“I also hate noises”, he said arrogantly.
“ You’ve only made noise since we arrived. You might want to look into that. He said, as he stood up to exit the room, banging on the door loudly.
Zara was about to go ahead with the call, then she noticed a CCTV right above her head.
She was terrified and already shaking at this point.
She decided to pick herself up and live each day as it came.
Zara headed to the bathroom to take her bath just as she dropped her towel, she saw Chris standing by the door and looking at her lustfully.
“Ah”! She shouted as she tried to reach for her towel, but it was too late as he had already grabbed it.
“Looking for this”? He asked, letting out loud laughter as he swung the towel in the air.
Zara quickly used her hand to disguise herself to the best of her ability.
She was shivering.
Chris was already naked.
“P
Lease…. Please don’t do this to me. She begged, but Chris kept approaching her adamantly.
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