CHAPTER EIGHTH

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Arthur's POV: I dropped her in the bathroom and decided to get changed in another room for her privacy and mine. This emotions passing through me I have never felt any of them for anyone else, it's not a new thing for families to sell their daughters for money or contract especially in the upper class but why do I feel like destroying her family for doing the same thing to her. I could see it in her face when old man Lewis was speaking, her heart had shattered but it looks like she was aware but hearing Lewis repeat it broke the remaining pieces of her heart. She might pretend to be strong but I could see her dying inside at his words, the tears that desperately wanted to be let loose refused to drop as she held all her pain in suffering silently. After taking my shower deciding to leave my emotions for later and to trust my feelings not to lead me astray with Camella Johnson, I made my way into my room wearing a pair of joggers that hanged dangerously low on my waist showing my V shape and my abs filled with tattoos. She sat on my bed when I entered with the blanket covering her legs and thighs, once all the makeup was off, I could clearly see handprints on her delicate cheeks. They looked like they were made yesterday, making my way to the left side of the bed, I pulled out a first aid kit from the drawer and sat down on the bed. "Come here", I said as I sat on the edge of the bed and waited patiently for her to get out of the bed and make her way to my side. She stood in between my legs and using the opportunity presented to me, I wrapped my hands around her waist and instantly felt the sparks and by the small gasp she released she felt them as well. "Who hit you?" I asked running the pad of my thumb on the handprints as she hissed grabbing a fist full of my shirt in her small hands. "No nobody hit me", she said trying to escape my hold by wiggling in my lap. Placing my hand on her hips to stop any further movement, I could feel her bare skin as the blanket she used to cover herself with has slipped a little showing me her red Lacy panties. "f**k me", rubbing my hand on her bare hips I tried to calm down her racing heart which was because of the question I asked. "I don't appreciate being lied to my little vixen", I said the warning as clear as day as I tapped her hips and continued to rub soothing circles to help her with what she needs to say. Closing her eyes in other to control herself, her grip on my shirt became tighter, "my mum hit me when I refused to marry Lewis and when I mentioned that he had held my hand so tight that he had bruised me and he had threatened to turn me into one of his p********e once he was bored of me". I watched as she fought to hold back the sob that wanted to so desperately come out. "You can fall apart because I will be there to piece you back together babygirl, but only in front of me are you allowed to cry". I said shocking myself as I have always felt disgusted seeing women crying but it seemed to work as she completely broke down crying her eyes out as I held her tightly to myself, the sound of her crying did something to the heart I once thought to be dead as it broke hearing how broken and beautiful she truly is. I made a promise to myself to make everyone who has made my angel cry miserable and to never let a single tear that is not out of happiness out of her eyes. "I tried to be a good day daughter for thhhem but they never saw it, they ju just continued to blame me for Adley's mistake. Why couldn't they lovee me like they are supposed to, why?" I hugged her tightly shushing her and giving her water to drink when she hiccupped, she finally cryed herself to sleep on my lap. Standing up with her in my arms, I carefully placed her on her side of the bed, when I tried to move she made a noise of discomfort making a rare smile appear on my face. After cleaning her delicate face which turned red from crying, I got into bed with her and pulled her into me in a spooning position. Running my fingers through her hair, I made both of us a promise which I have every intention of keeping. "I promise to make everyone of them pay for everything, this will be the last time you shed tears over people who don't deserve you. I promise to keep you happy with everything in me because you are the only thing that makes me feel human. "My Angel".
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