King Khalil's Doll

Chapter 20: Disobedience

Crystal walked into the bathroom, she was terrified of the things prince Khalil had said. When Khalil had called Crystal his doll, the effect was electrocuting, he least expected that to happen.

Holding the bathroom tub, Crystal looked at the face of the mirror, it was just a shade of bleakness, she was disgusting even to her own self, but when, he brushed it aside, she didn't want to think about anything right now.

Clearing her throat, she tried seeing the wound through the mirror, it was kind of impossible till she washes it off.

King Khalil had warned her not to use soap while washing the blood from her wound, well, that was his own advice, she is too stubborn to listen to someone like him.

Grabbing the soap from the soap dish, Crystal opened the tap allowing the water to gush out freely, feeling her hands.

The fresh water on Crystal's hands made the soap foam immediately, and without wasting any time, she rubbed her hands against it before placing it on the soap dish.

Deep down in Crystal's mind, she knew she was disobeying prince Khalil, but she pushed it away from her mind, it didn't mean anything to her, not at all.

Applying the soap on her face, she gently scrubs her face with it. Well, it was not yet time to regret disobeying prince Khalil.

When Crystal washed her face with the soup, the more pain tripled. In fact, it felt like there was pepper on her face, as she flinched, the thing penetrated everywhere on her face.

"Ahhh! the hell is this? it hurts," she cried silently to herself.

Crystal could barely distinguish what was paining her, she just couldn't figure if it was the wound on her face, or it was the effect of the soap on her open wound that she was feeling pain from. It didn't mean anything now, did it? she just culped some liquid in her hands and washed away that annoying sensation she was feeling on her face.

After washing her face severally, she decided to open her eyes. The pains had not subdued. Looking at the wound, now, Crystal discovered that the wound was not actually at the center of her forehead, it was above her right eyebrow and it was scary.

It happens that the skin above Crystal's flesh had been scraped off when Khalil had pushed her off the wardrobe.

That was a dumb step she had first taken, it was crazy, and she couldn't even explain what she was thinking about right now.

Sighing, she looked at her face in the mirror now. She had this funny blush that crept on her cheekbones, installing itself her comfortably, it was kind of awkward, and as a creased her forehead, more pains shot through her entire body. She is really a mess, and there is nothing that is going to making her think otherwise apart from prince Khalil of course.

Stretching out her body, Crystal felt the pain shot through her head.

Besides the fact that she had wound herself, it didn't help to wipe the fact that she had hit her head as well, and to say that it hurts is an understatement, but then, he bit her lower lip hard, trying her best to stop the headache from increasing.

The next thing that happened is that she staggered away from the sink, stumbling towards the door. She is aware of the fact that prince Khalil is going to be mad at her, but then, she knew that such things wouldn't lack, so she is prepared to face his wrath.

Walking out of the bathroom, she didn't find prince Khalil, but before she could close the bathroom door, the main door of the room opened revealing Khalil, it seemed like he had taken care of the things that were supposed to dress her wound because a band aid was in his hands and a small box in another.

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Prince Khalil had advised Crystal to enter the bathroom and wash his face. As she left him, he was so mad at her.

He needed some time with himself to relax his brain because if he does not, many things might trouble his mind causing him to hit her.

Prince Khalil knew that he could be rude and arrogant but one thing he isn't and would never be is a woman beater. Never will he ever raise his hand on a lady, even if it meant it is going to be a tiny finger, no, he wouldn't want such a thing to happen to happen, at least not now.

Crystal kind of frustrated prince Khalil with her constant worries and troubles she gave him all the time, and when she looked at him, oh! there is this tingling sensation that she always gives him.

Khalil could not openly say it gave her butterflies, no, that is not the case, but then, she had one weird feeling that he always succeeds in making her feel, it was awkward and disturbing to actually make him feel that way

Standing from his earlier position, Khalil made his way to the door, he is going to look for a first aid box to take care of Crystal's wound.

It is so important, and he needs to do it.

opening the door, he made his way outside, hurrying to his room.

He always has such things to dress a wound in his room, although he used to have minor injuries caused by when he rides his horse__stallion.

Rushing into his room, he searched the cupboard and found it there, but there was no plaster in it. Searching for a new packet, he removed one plaster and held it.

He was fast, he didn't want Crystal to leave the bathroom without seeing him in the room, and as he pressed the door open, he saw Crystal at the other end of the room trying to close the bathroom door.

Sighing, he walked into the room and closed the door silently. The moment he breathes the air, he knew that Crystal had disobeyed him.

Before swirling around to face her, he made sure he closed the door firmly behind him and placed the key in his pocket. Tonight is not going to be an easy one, he is going to make things tough for her till she regrets ever disobeying him.

Staring at her with bright eyes, he cleared his throat as he shot the first question, ready to make her flinch.

"Why did you use soap to wash your wound with it?" prince Khalil asked.

His voice was thick, and at the same time show the anger in it. If there was any time for Crystal to fear Khalil, then it is going to be now, not time else.

Crystal stood there beside the door dumbfounded, she didn't know what to say, the pepperish feeling on her forehead was still there, it was alarming now, and he could tell that I was sick.

Of course, the flesh around it is red, and she deserves to, more than it for that matter, and as she glared at him in guilt, her lower lips quivered unable for her to say anything.

When she didn't give him any answer, it only made prince Khalil madder than the way she was right now. He is not going to take this from her, he has her in her palms, meaning he can control her as much as she wants it, she can even do whatever he wants with her, she is his doll.

Takin several strides from the door, Khalil stopped by the bed to place the things in his hand there, before walking towards the bed.

He has an unfinished business to settle with this lady, and unless he does so, she wouldn't learn how to respect him.

Prince Khalil advanced towards Crystal menacingly, he wanted to inflict fear in her heart, and I can bet that he did a great job. Crystal kept shifting behind with each step Khalil took, she knew that things aren't always going to be the same after this nan gets to her, she fears for her life, her safety was prior to her right now.

When her back came in contact with the door, Crystal froze immediately, the tension was high, she felt like she Is going to pass out, nothing or no one could even make her change her mind right now.

Instantly, she burst out crying. Crystal does not know why she is crying, but then, she had a reason to. The pain on her head is one thing that she couldn't pass her mind over, then now, this man standing in front of her threatening her life out.

"I will advise you to stop this your crocodile tears and respond to me now, Crystal, why did you use that soap to wash your wound with?" ae inquired his voice as firm as no one could imagine it.

Crystal had a lump on her throat, it grew bigger and tighter as she found it difficult to talk.

This is the second question that he is asking and has only silence as a response. She does not know how dangerous his anger might be as he has never tasted his anger, but then, she dreaded the fact that he is actually going to have to punish her if she keeps quiet.

Forcing the lump down with her saliva, Crystal avoided prince Khalil's words as he said in her feeble voice.

"I am sorry, prince Khalil, I disobeyed you," she spat.

She didn't dare look at him, and her words were enough to melt prince Khalil's heart.