Bound by Revenge

Episode 4

Rina’s POV

There was silence for a couple of moments before he cleared his throat as he began speaking. “All of your questions will be answered in due time but first of all I would like you to know that I've been the one taking care of you for the past three months after your accident…”

“What…? It's been three months already? How is that possible? What happened…?” I kept blurting all those questions out of my mom and he didn't seem to care to answer any of them. He seemed like those sort of people who could never be distracted from what they wanted to say until they were done.

I was simply baffled beyond imagination by the fact that I had been unconscious for three months and it felt like just a couple of days when I had woken up. It was funny the way that I had been preparing to face my father while in my half conscious state only to realize that I was nowhere close to him.

“Fortunately for you, I was able to rescue you from the car crash ed and understand your wedding didn't go as planned but you didn't have to think intentionally want to kill yourself. That ruined my plans and still kind of fast forwarded it to this moment…”

Now I was getting even more careers. What plan was he talking about? It felt like he was speaking in a language I couldn't understand even though he was saying intelligible words. I was really struggling to make myself understand and that caused my head to ache just a bit.

“You are not even letting me understand anything you are trying to say. What plans did you have against me and my family? I was ready to get up that that point that's the conversations had become really serious. “If I wear you I wouldn't want to get up right now. You are in no position to do that first up. He said with a commanding tone that just didn't make me feel any better.

“Well, good thing that you are not me…” I ignored his words as I forced myself to sit up. Never in my life had I imagined it would be a serious battle to get myself to sit up under any circumstances. I just couldn't imagine what was happening to me in that very moment was real until I finally got myself to emerge victorious in the battle to sit upright.

“Such a shame I happened to underestimate how obstinate you can be. I saw a lot of it while spying on your family and I must say it's quite more glaring well being here with you face-to-face.” He was still yet to introduce himself and that in itself was more than annoying. Why was he acting so cool and so awesome for no reason? It was hard to find any thoughts in anything he did and without words both impressive and annoying.

“Can you just come out of the dark and tell me what exactly is going on…?” I was really fed up with hearing him going around about how he had been eyeing the family so long to have his revenge which I was so what exactly had sponsored at.

But I knew my father had the past and a reputation that was not so clean and not so good and it made me believe that he could have possibly been involved in whatever it was that was about to affect me.

“You want to hear what's happening?” He asked as he made for a chair that was not so far from where I always and gallantly took a seat. All of his motions seemed premeditated and carefully planned before execution. It almost felt like he rehearsed every single detail of his body movement for every single act he made. “The thing that's happening right now is that you are mine…”

It felt like time had frozen as it took me a while to understand what that meant. Seconds passed and I was still quiet without saying a single word to him or to myself.

“I am yours…?” I replied as I could hear his voice echoing in my head that strange statement which I just couldn't make sense out of.

It almost felt like someone was claiming a lost possession which was in the middle of nowhere and almost at the point of death. He was probably trying to take his reward for having taken care of me all that time I was unconscious. But who the heck was he?

“What the heck do you mean? It doesn't make any sense…” I was hoping for an explanation as I didn't like the one I was giving myself already. Was he about to own me? Like a slave or something?

“It meant what it meant. Your father and I have unfinished business and it's too bad that it has to spill over to his children. I don't know what sort of shameless chap he is but I'm going to make sure he pays for all of his crimes and I know you resent him as well. He was right on point with the last statement he made but I didn't get why he had to drag me into all of that. “The plan was to give one of his daughters to me in exchange for the huge death he owes me and my empire and the bastard has fled from city to city and now we finally caught up with him as he was trying to put up this wedding for you.”

It was beginning to make sense why we had to move a lot during our childhood days. Too bad I had to hear it from a stranger. But I wasn't meant to believe him right away as all of that was happening too fast and it was just too questionable.

“Allow me to reintroduce myself…” he hadn't smiled one bit all through the conversation which sounded completely formal. “I'm your husband to be… too bad the other one couldn't stand any of my threats for a single day.”

“You were the one who sabotaged my wedding…” I shrieked as I heard that. It was really terrible for me to stand myself at that point.

“Why do you act like you loved the guy in the first place? You were forced into it so it should be thanking me. Your father wanted to get away without keeping to his end of the bargain by marrying you both off to different men but I decided to stop him dead in his tracks with you. By the way, the wedding crash is still viral everywhere. Everyone is looking for you but no one knows you are in this city.”

“Where are you going?” I asked as I just didn't understand why he was getting up to leave at that point he had gotten my curiosity and anticipation to the c****x.

“I think I have said too much for one day. Have a good rest and get ready for your wedding…”

At that point I was sure I was cursed with forced marriages. But why did it have to be me?