Eternal Love

Chapter 5

Jake’s POV

I knelt down so we would be at eye level. She was still sitting on the floor, crying her heart out. It hurt so much to see fear and anger in the eyes of the woman I love while tears kept falling down her cheeks. But I had no other choice. I love her too much. I am so obsessed with her—with having her, with making her completely mine—that I would do anything to make it happen.

“Please Jhie, marry me. I don’t want anyone else to have you. I love you so much. Please?” I pleaded with her, tears also welling up in my own eyes.

I cupped her face with both hands and wiped away her tears, but she just shook her head. The sight of it pierced right through my heart. And as she rejected me, I felt my temper starting to rise.

“If you truly loved me, you wouldn’t force me into this! You should respect the person you claim to love! That is what real love is, Mister.”

“But that’s just not who I am, Jhie. I’m not the type of person who seems so gentle and kind on the outside, just to hide the madness and desire burning inside. Is that really what you want? A man who acts like a saint, but once he gets what he wants from you or as time goes by, his true colors show and he turns into a total jerk?! Is that what you want, Jhie?” I asked, irritation evident in my voice.

“That’s not what I meant at all! Why can’t you just make an effort the right way?!”

“What more effort do you want from me?! Isn’t dragging you here to my house enough proof of how much I want you?” I retorted mockingly.

“Can you stop this? I’m being serious here. I’m not playing games with you!” she snapped back.

“Why, Jhie? Do you really think I’m joking around with you? Is everything I’ve done and said to you not serious enough? I am dead serious, Jhie. And I will be even more serious with what I’m about to do next.”

Her eyes widened in shock at my words. Yes. If she still refuses to marry me, I have other plans in mind. Plans far worse than this, because I will make sure she has absolutely no choice but to say yes.

“Just let me go. Please…” she begged again, her voice trembling.

My hands clenched into tight fists. I really had no choice but to do all of this.

“Then starting tonight, you are never leaving this house again. You will stay locked inside these walls until you agree to become my wife!”

I stood up and stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me so hard that the whole room seemed to shake. I went straight to the bar counter in the living room, grabbed a bottle of vodka, poured myself a glass, and drank it all in one go.

To be honest, I didn’t even need to force anyone to be with me. There were so many women around who would willingly say yes to being my wife or my lover. But I didn’t want any of them.

All they ever cared about was my money and status. They were never satisfied with just one man. Who knows? I might even end up with someone sick and catch an infection from them. I wanted someone pure and genuine, just like Jhie. The only problem was, she didn’t want me. So I had to take matters into my own hands and use force just to make her mine.

I ran my hands through my hair in frustration, thinking about the mess we were in. I knew winning her heart would be difficult. I knew it would take a lot of time and effort—like trying to pass through the eye of a needle—before she would truly accept me. Pft.

But no matter what happens, I will never let her go. I am the only one who has the right to own Jhie. She belongs only to me. Anyone who tries to take her away or steal her from me will have to deal with me. Even if it costs me my life.

** Jhie’s POV **

I continued to cry as I sat on the floor, now leaning against the side of the bed with my knees pulled tightly against my chest. What am I going to do now? There’s no way I can escape from this man who kidnapped me. And judging by how advanced everything in this house is, security must be tight everywhere.

What about my studies? I can’t just stop going to school just because of him. This is the only way I can build a future and lift my family out of poverty. They are all relying on me back in the province. What will happen to my parents? To my little brother?

Thinking about them made me remember my bag. I looked around for it, but it was nowhere to be found. Did I drop it in front of the coffee shop while I was struggling and fighting back? Or did I leave it inside his car?

“How can I ask for help if I don’t even have my phone? That psycho probably hid all my things on purpose,” I muttered to myself.

After a while, I heard the door open. I didn’t even bother looking up. I already knew who it was. There was no one else here but that psychopath! Who else could it be?

I heard his footsteps getting closer and closer to where I was sitting.

“Hon, please just get some rest first. We can talk again tomorrow,” he said. I still didn’t move, but I could smell the strong scent of alcohol on his breath. He must have gone and gotten himself drunk.

“Hon your face! Don’t ever call me that!” I snapped at him angrily.

I heard him let out a long sigh, but I still refused to look at him. Serves you right! Go freeze there for all I care! This is all your fault! I screamed inside my head.

I thought he would just leave me alone after that. I saw him walk into the bathroom, so I thought he was going to take a shower or something. But a few moments later, he came back out. I shrieked in shock when he suddenly lifted me up like a newlywed bride and carried me straight into the bathroom.

And it didn’t end there. As soon as he set me down inside, he ripped my clothes right off my body and threw them away somewhere. He stared at my naked body, his eyes dark and hungry.

“You pervert!” I shouted, and immediately slapped him hard across his right cheek.

I realized right away that I had made a huge mistake. His expression turned dangerous and cold. He picked me up again and dunked me straight into the bathtub filled with water. I screamed and struggled, splashing water everywhere until he was soaked as well. But he climbed on top of me, holding me down while he started taking off his own clothes. I was terrified seeing what he was doing.

“W-what are you planning to do?! Get off me right now!” I yelled at him.

He just smirked at me and continued undressing until he was completely naked too. He didn’t move away from me; instead, he started rubbing soap all over my body, mixing it with the water. This shameless man… he really is such a pervert!

“You are so beautiful, Jhie. Your body, your eyes, your nose, and of course… Your lips.”

He whispered teasingly right against my ear, then bit my earlobe gently. I gasped sharply at the sensation. s**t! I thought to myself. This can’t be happening. I have to fight back as long as I still have strength. I need to protect myself. I will only give myself to the man I truly love—not to this monster who is currently lying on top of me!

I knew it was useless. My strength was nothing compared to his, and being in this awkward position made it even harder for me to move. Fear and panic overwhelmed me, and I couldn’t stop myself from breaking down into loud sobs again.

He stopped moving when he heard me cry. I thought he was finally going to stop what he was doing, but I was wrong. He didn’t stop. Instead, he took me by force.