CHAPTER 3
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Valerie was in shock and couldn't believe that the man she was now married to couldn't even wait till they got to their matrimonial home before maltreating her.
As she received the poor treatment from Kyle, she couldn't help but wonder how much trouble she had gotten into.
“I am your husband and your master”
“You don't dare mention the name of any other i***t that you think you loved in my presence”
“You are mine now”
“Is that understood?” Kyle yelled as he held onto her jaw.
“Yes, Sir,” Valerie responded.
“That's good,” Kyle said as he retracted from Valerie’s jaw.
Kyle pulled off the watch from Valerie’s hands forcefully as his sweat trickled down her arm.
“Now, keep this,” Kyle said as he gave the watch to Michu, his personal aid and driver.
“I am going to get you a much better watch”
“Much better than what those little boys you call boyfriends can afford”
There was a streak of silence in the car as they continued on their way.
“Look, I know you may think I am harsh and difficult towards you but it's all for the best”
“I believe that you will make a perfect bride”
“You are beautiful and you come from a family of good values”
“I don't doubt you,” Kyle smiled innocently.
Valerie had a lot of thoughts going through her head. Perhaps there is a good side to him. Maybe I just need to understand him. Every man has a weak point and something that softens them. Valerie made it a duty to find out Kyle’s weak point.
They soon got home and Kyle showed Valerie her new home and every of its surroundings. It was something she had never seen before.
The walls were made of marble and the tiles were specially designed with golden elements.
The kitchen was purely pink, Valerie’s best color. The interiors were made of gold. The extensive staircases were designed in such a way that one who is not used to the environment wouldn't be sure if it led upstairs or downstairs.
The light casings were also gold designs. The items of furniture in the sitting room were nothing short of a decorative work of art.
Valerie began to wonder how some people would be so rich to afford all that she had seen. She knew that it would take quite a while to get used to the impressive designs.
“Isn’t this beautiful?” Kyle enquired.
“You will love it here.”
Valerie responded with a nod. There was a knock on the door and Kyle reached for it.
It was a lady who was holding a wedding dress.
“Oh! Valerie, this is for you”
“Try it on,” Kyle said.
“We have our wedding tomorrow so I already got different designs for you to wear”
Valerie was surprised about how beautiful the dress looked but coming to Kyle’s mansion, there was barely anything that she wasn't surprised with.
“Come on, put it on,” Kyle said again.
Valerie looked a little embarrassed and said, “Perhaps I should do this in my room”
“I might need some privacy”
“Oh! Come on”
“What are you hiding from me?”
“You think I have never seen a woman’s nakedness or what?”
“You can't possibly be shy,” Kyle encouraged.
“Okay, okay, I know you have a perfect body and all that”
“I mean, a lot of men must have fantasized about fondling those breasts and grabbing that thick a*s of yours.”
Kyle moved closer to Valerie as he continued, this time his hand touching Valerie’s shoulder as he pulled off the strap of her gown gently.
Valerie could feel cold shivers run through her body as she developed goosebumps. She wasn't sure whether to allow him to have his way with her.
“After all, he is my husband and now a major part of my new life. If I refuse today, how about tomorrow and the next? He would eventually have his way,” she thought, as Kyle reached to her other strap and pulled it off.
Valerie felt as if she was being violated but she remained patient even though she knew where the whole charade was leading to.
Valerie’s firm breasts slagged down as her bra could not hold the weight of pressure that Kyle was applying. Valerie was reaching her c****x.
She anticipated Kyle’s next move even though she wasn't comfortable with it. Kyle soon raised Valerie’s gown but that was when she decided that she had had enough.
“Stop Sir,”
“I can't go on with this”
“I need to use the restroom”
Kyle, who was already in the mood, held his breath for a second before retracting a little bit. He locked eyes with Valerie and smiled at her.
Valerie’s face was as if she had seen a monster as she freaked out. She quickly ran to the restroom to get some air because it felt as if she had been deprived of it when Kyle was all over her.
Kyle locked up his belt as he left the room proudly.
“These young ladies are so dramatic,” he murmured to himself.
Valerie saw a figure approaching her as she was in the toilet crying and letting out her pain.
She wondered who would be walking so boldly towards the toilet when she made a sound to give an alert about her presence.
She heard a loud knock on the door.
“Make sure you put on that wedding dress and let me know what you think,” Kyle said boastfully.
Valerie could barely give a response as tears had clouded her eyes. After some time, she recovered herself and tried out her wedding dress.
She tried to encourage herself as she looked into the mirror and grumbled words to herself.
“I am strong”
“I can deal with this”
“I will get through this”
“Everything would work itself out”
“I am not a pushover,” she said to herself.
Just as she was talking to herself, Kyle entered her room and saw her in the beautiful wedding gown.
“This is beautiful,” his face was emotional.
“This is perfect”
“I am going to make you a happy wife”
“You are going to be the happiest wife ever”
“We are going to have a lot of fun together”
“Sorry about the other time, I just couldn't control myself,” he referred to the moment he tried to force his way with Valerie and she freaked out.
“I know you have mixed feelings about this but I will make this right”
“Tomorrow we will have a perfect wedding”
Valerie couldn't believe that Kyle could talk to her in such a low, hushed tone.
She started having a slight excitement about the wedding.
After all, no woman should be sad on her wedding day, Valerie thought.
“I know that you would prefer to be alone tonight so I will let you have the room to yourself”
“I will be back early tomorrow morning”
“Everything has been set in place for a perfect wedding,” Kyle said as he blew a kiss into the air and smiled brightly.
For the first time, Valerie smiled back and waved goodnight, even though it was gentle and soft, as Kyle left the room.
The stage was set the next morning at St. Andrew Catholic Church.
Kyle was dressed in a neat black suit, a blue bow tie, and brown leather shoes.
Valerie was dressed in a V-neck chiffon wedding gown which was long enough to sweep the dust from the ground.
It was a beautiful sight as they walked past the aisle and into the podium to take their vows after the church congregation had sung melodious hymns.
The Catholic priest stood beside them and conducted their vows;
“I Kyle Wesley, take you, Valerie Stuart, to be my wife. I promise to be kind, honest, and loving to you, in good times and bad times.
I will uphold your beauty and glory at all times. So help me God, Amen,” Kyle repeated after the priest as the congregation clapped in excitement”
It was Valerie’s turn.
“I, Valerie Stuart,” the priest said.
Valerie took some seconds before she was able to mumble the words as she placed her hand on the Holy Bible to make the vow.
“I, Valerie Stuart,” she finally repeated.
“Take you to be my husband,” the priest continued.
Valerie noticed a sharp pain in her stomach that had plagued her all through the night. The night before her wedding was difficult as she could barely find any sleep.
Valerie woke up 12 different times during the night to urinate and spit out her saliva. She also vomited a couple of times.
The constant urination was evident during the last few days but she waded off any suspicions.
This was a public occasion and she could not afford to create a scene especially since her parents were watching among the guests.
There was another silence as Valerie looked over to her mother and father. Valerie’s mother watched anxiously as she made gestures to signal her to focus on the moment and say after the priest.
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