Unwanted Wife

She has never imagined that one day her life would come to this. Yet here she was, in front of all of these filthy rich men and women with her head bowed down and sticky champagne liquid flowing down her hair and down to her cleavage. Cold streams and humiliation made her shake almost invisibly, but she kept her emotions surpassed not even daring to clutch the fists. "She's no fun at all", - the girl named Jezebel who poured the drink on her head exclaimed, turning around to face the crowd and pouting her lips as if she was a child. The people at the table laughed wholeheartedly seeing her like this and made nasty comments. No, Ellie never expected to find herself in this cold and helpless place with no one by her side, with no one on her side. She looked up at the dark-haired man who was sitting leisurely on the couch in the very center of the table. He was the center of attention not only of this little gathering but also of the whole outside world. Daniel Dreamount was one of the richest heirs in this country and probably outside of it. He was also one of the most handsome men you've ever seen. He was tall and had a lean body with muscular arms. He looked at the world with disdain but one couldn't help but get lost while looking into his gray eyes. He had angular cheekbones which made him look severe, and even his dark curly eyelashes which were supposed to add softness to his looks, only made his frosty eyes more prominent. One couldn't help but thinking that he was somewhat too good-looking for someone who was so privileged in life from the start. He was born into a family with connections that others could only dream about, so he had all the time in the world to play around. Yet though he enjoyed the life he also was smart enough to control the giant Dreamount empire. "That's why all these people sucked up to him," Ellie thought disgusted. "Doesn't she bore you Daniel?" the raven-haired girl by his side asked him as she was gently shaking the glass of wine and looking bored. "She, sure enough, bores everyone else". Ellie kept standing there not sure if it would be wise to move at all but then his voice cut through the air. "Why would you say that Sara? Do you have anyone who would do anything for the money and power your family has? No?" he chuckled amused, stood up, and came to stand in front of her. Ellie involuntarily took a step back when he forcefully lifted her chin to look her in the eyes. "Don't you agree, wifey?" his grey eyes looked at her with the intensity of a leash making her shake in repulsion. His eyes roamed over her body and he put his arms on her shoulders. She darted a frightened gaze at him. Daniel Dreamount was her husband. He was someone who by all means should be her support and pilar in this life. At least, that's how she always imagined her life would be if she got married. She imagined herself wearing a white wedding gown, with flowers in her black hair, smiling while holding a small bouquet and slightly trembling with anticipation of becoming this man's woman forever. She always thought that after the marriage she will be showered with attention and love... Yet here she was. Showered with champagne by one of his minions and helplessly miserable in front of him. "Think we should call it a night," he said suddenly dragging her from the room followed by disappointed chatting and exclamations. He dragged her to the cabriolet parked at the parking lot and almost threw inside. She let out a hurt gasp but didn't dare to complain. Daniel took the driver's seat and pressed on the acceleration pedal. The ride took about 30 minutes and all this time she trembled as the cold night air was angrily biting at her bare skin drenched in champagne. But she didn't dare to ask him to lift the roof and he himself couldn't care less about her comfort. When the car finally came to a haul, she was shaking like a leaf. "Get out of the car," he commanded and when she didn't do as he said immediately, Daniel smirked angrily and grabbed her wrist. She stumbled after him as he dragged her upstairs and the servants scattered away seeing his angry impression. Ellie was in a daze but when they went past her room, she got frightened and started to try to get free from his grip. "No!" – she screamed despite herself as they approached the door leading to his room. She shook involuntarily from fear, and his beautiful face was contorted with malice as he pushed her inside. She took a step back as he was closing the door behind him, advancing on her as a human beast he was. "Please, don't!" – she managed to say before he launched at her and kissed her vehemently. His hand grabbed the edge of her dress and tore it with force as she squirmed in fear. She was trembling so violently now that it was a miracle that she could still stand. But then she felt the bed behind her legs and Daniel pushed her into the mattress. He was fiercely biting her bare shoulders leaving angry marks on her other white skin as she sobbed helplessly. She heard him unzipping his trousers and in the next moment, he took her without any prior preparation, burying his thick member inside her to the fullest. She screamed in pain and he kissed her on the lips biting her lower lip and ravaging her lower lips at the same time in excruciating simultaneity. She kept screaming but not from pleasure. She was not so much in pain physically as she was mentally. He was pushing violently inside her and sucking the blood from her injured lip. His breath was becoming ragged, and she felt that his member was pulsating before he emptied himself inside of her. As soon as he orgasmed, he rolled from her and grabbing her arm lifted her from the bed and threw her out of his room. She landed on her trembling knees and shuddered in disgust as she saw one of the new maids staring with horror at her broken form from the stairs. She hurriedly went down while Ellie wiped away the hot tears and managed to get up and drag herself to her room. Once she closed the door, she fell on the floor and cried silently for the rest of the night.