Strangers In My Bed (Both Of Them, Inside Me)

Shocking The Duo

Chapter Four

Anya Pov

“Is this really necessary?” I ask, turning around to glare at the duo but Raphael slowly stepped out from his car and began to strut towards me like he had all the time in the world to chat with me.

Well I didn't have such time!

“Listen to me and return to the mansion with me, don't be so resistant to what you were screaming for last night,” he said in a whisper but loud enough for Cade to hear him and in a minute, Cade's face darkened as he slammed his car door close.

“Keep your hands to yourself, Raphael. Anya belongs to me, we have an arranged marriage!” He exclaimed, stepping up in front of me and standing beside Raphael.

Raphael sighed, his voice condescending as he turned to Cade.

“Look what century it is, the twenty-first century. Arranged marriages do not exist anymore,” he said and the veins in Cade's forehead throbbed as his face tightened and I slowly took a step back to avoid their spat.

What was happening here? Why were they fighting? Was it because they were rivals? It had to be.

Suddenly a glinting light catched my eyes and my brows furrowed as I turned around slightly only to find that in Raphael's open car, his key was still plugged into the ignition.

A devious smirk crept up the sides of my lips as an evil thought began to form in my mind and whilst they continued their spat, I slowly creeped towards the car.

“...why don't we ask Anya for clarification since you're so daft as to understand that she doesn't belong to you but to me!” Cade suddenly exclaimed just as I was three feet away from the car and I squeaked in fear as I ran all the way through to the car and quickly shut the door.

“You sly fox, stop!” Raphael exclaimed as he began for me after getting over his shock but with sweaty palms, I fought with the key to ignite the car and as soon as it came on, I slammed my feet on the gas pedal and almost cried when the car tyres instead screeched loudly, drawing smoke.

I had mistakenly stepped on the brake pedal, not my fault though!

I stepped on the other one just as fast with my heart pounding loudly in my ears as Raphael rushed towards me and the car sped off, eliciting a scream from my throat.

I didn't even know this car was this fast!!

Speeding through the highway, I heard multiple screams from frustrated people.

“...you crazy b***h!”

“.. my heart, what are you doing speeding like that on the highway?!” I don't know too, this was the bare minimum speed of the car but still, it was still going a mile per minute!.

More like a mile per second!.

I didn't know how but I finally got back to the house and quickly slammed hard on the brakes just before I could slam right into the gates and as soon as I unplugged the key from the ignition, I rushed out of the car and puked my guts.

Fuck, I was shining green.

My throat was sore and my entire body still burned with quick vibrations like I was still running the car.

My chest tightened as I finally got a hold of myself and wiped my mouth on my sleeves before I slowly stood to my feet and turned to face the car.

Of f*****g course it was a BMW, why wouldn't it be? This was Raphael I was talking about.

Nearly killed me! Rushing forward, I slammed my foot into the sides of the tires and cried out in pain, that was a really bad move.

What were you thinking? Anya.

Nursing my foot, I leaned into the car and finally took a moment to process all that had happened between last night and today.

Well, looking at it this way, there were so many things that happened between those two time intervals.

First, I was betrayed by Selena. My chest burned at the thought, a silver of memory of some of our time together surfacing in my mind but I squashed it back down.

To me, I no longer had a best friend or friend named Selena.

If she could betray me for such a small amount of cash, then she would kill me for much lesser.

And then, Jason and Jasmine had both tried to molest me. Jasmine was such a no brainier, how could she do such a things or even allow it at all?

Wasn't she the most loving when it came to Jason? Why would she let him willingly want to touch me?.

It was a complicated situation, and I'm sure you might be confused but here is an explanation.

Being loving and loving a person were two different things, and loving a person and being in love with that person was also two different things.

Jasmine was being loving to Jason because he's rich, his family is rich and can provide the funds to back up her expensive lifestyle and from what happened last night, she night have come into an agreement to sell me out right before I got married to the bastard.

Everyone knew I would never go into it willingly so they decided this means to make me submit willingly or maybe they would make a video and then blackmail me?.

My palms fisted at the thought, what a nuisance.. two evil beings acting all innocent.. I really wished that I could wrap my palms around their throats and squeeze until not one of them still had air left in their lungs.

And my sweet oblivious but also aware father would let them.. Why did I even return here?

My mother's things were still here and where else would I go to? I just didn't want to marry Jason.

“You came back? Very stupid indeed,” a sickly sweet voice alerted to the approaching individuals and I quickly straightened up, turning to face them with a calm demeanor.

“With my mother's stuff still in your dirty hands, I wouldn't dare.” I complimented her sweet tone and she glared at me.

“Don't worry, the wedding would be over before you know it. Just don't fight it, you'll expend your energy.” My brows raised at that assuring tone, finding nothing assuring about it.

“What do you want to do?” I straight out asked instead of beating about the bush, she was planning something and I had a sick feeling that it wasn't anything good at all.

Well, to be fair, none of her thoughts were good.

“Lock her up and without my permission or the masters, do not let her out until the wedding!” Sue ordered without blinking her eyes and my chest tightened.

Damn you, Anya!! Why had you returned to this evil place?!

Turning to the car door, before I could insert the key to open it, hands grabbed at my arms and pulled the back.

A small yelp of pain left my lips at being manhandled that way but I held onto the keys, it was my escape ticket out of this mess, I just hoped no one saw it.

“Don't be foolish. I heard Cade Blackwell has returned and is actively seeking the marriage arrangement between the families. Don't you worry, my Jasmine will fill in for you.” Sue informed me as she waved the guards away and they began to pull me into the house amidst my pathetic struggles.

“You think he's stupid!” I screeched loudly as they pulled me along. “He won't fall for a b***h looking like you!” I continued as they began to approach the front door and watched Jasmine's eyes darken.

“I hope the both of you rot in hell for doing this to me, godforsaken monsters!!” I screeched at the top of my lungs as they began to pull me up the stairs and as we went, I kept on screaming out curses at them.

Even the servant thought I had gone crazy due to trauma.

“Look at her, poor thing looks so happy for her wedding, she's fighting to rush into the groom's arms.” One exclaimed with delight and another soon chimed in.

“Don't say that, yesterday I heard she refused the marriage!”

“What? Impossible, young master Jason is so handsome and rich!!” Another soon followed and they began to whisper fervently to each other.

“I think she's going through a traumatic stage because who wouldn't love such an arrangement?” The first one said thoughtfully as we finally made it up the stairs and their voices became muted.

Love this arrangement my ass, I would gladly give it away to the first person who wants it. And may trauma locate every one of you, both you and your family!.

You're the ones who are traumatized,not me!.

“Anya?” A voice called out and my entire body went rigid, she sounded so familiar.

The curses at the tip of my tongue died down as the guards respectfully bowed to the approaching figure.

“Mrs Eldrich!” I exclaimed, of course she was the one. She must be here to dissolve the marriage agreement, after all she never wanted just anyone to be her daughter in-law.

And she had made it more prominent by choosing sweet innocent Jasmine each time to be her future daughter in-law, so she'll definitely refute this marriage.

“Hmm, you look feasible. Not enough but okay. Carry on,” she took a look at my face and turned to leave, leaving me stunned beyond reason.

What the actual f**k!