Chapter 10

|| VALERIA ADDAMS's POV ||

Tears stung my eyes as I heard him commanding like a master as if I was just his fuck buddy. I couldn't help but growling those words out loud,

" If you wanted to just fuck..you didn't need to marry me, Gideon Vitalies."

His sharp eyes returned to me, smirking as he slipped out of his clothes. In a few seconds, he was towering over me, pressing a finger on my lips to threaten me,

" Sshh! Watch before you speak, Princepessa. I am not your prince charming anymore. I am the devil who is here to suck your soul. If I made you just my fuck body, what will the world call my child? An illegitimate one? In no way, I was going to allow it. Get on the bed and wait for me. I want your back to remember because I really don't wish to kiss your poisonous lips ever which fed me lies for years."

I hated him today more than I loved me. A part of me shouted to remind me that I was responsible for the things happening today. It was me who ruined his beautiful life first. It was just a matter of a year until he got what he wanted and I had gotten my own rewards.

Slipping out of my shoes, I got on the bed to lay on my stomach. Hips raised, my back facing him completely. I kept my lips shut to hold the cries down, reminding myself again and again that I was doing him a favor just like he was doing mine.

I felt his clothes rustling then his body weight deepened the bed as he came behind me. Even though I couldn't see his eyes, I could feel them burning in hatred. I had prepared myself for the worst but when his hands went into my clothes, playing with the edges of my panties, I felt a whimper, coming out from the back of my throat.

I couldn't believe that I still had the same reaction as him. Like we weren't saints in the past. Whenever we got our little time, we used to fuck around crazily. But things were far different back then. He was my gentle and sweet lover who would do anything to impress me. But now, he was my contracted husband, a devil who trapped me in this loveless marriage.

" Ah!!", I gasped once he pinched my clitoris, making me wet. I wanted to stay dry to show him that I didn't feel anything for him. But I was failing..I was failing miserably. His fingers rubbed circles around my womanhood, playing and teasing me to turn me wetter.

I held my breath in anticipation until he pushed a finger inside me, making me yelp in pain. He let out a hiss, his finger rotating inside me slowly,

" You are still so responsive..yet you went to marry someone when I made you this, Princepessa?"

I clenched my thighs together, hating the fact that his words were making me wetter. Burying my head into the pillow, I groaned my words out loud, frustrating,

" At least, he didn't torture me..to get married..."

His fingers stopped rubbing for a second. I felt my heart, jumping up to get stuck in my throat. I was waiting for him to get angry but he pushed his finger deeper, making me moan loudly. Tears blurred my eyes as I heard his voice of hatred, next to my ears,

" Because you don't owe him a child. But you do owe to me..did you hear, Princepessa? I will ruin you before leaving you with nothing. I will show you the pain of losing a child. Only then will you understand what I went through..not to mention your jerk father..."

My conscience was suddenly awake again. I glared at his face sideways, muttering as I remembered his words,

" You...you said that you will let go of my father.."

His smirk grew wider as he told in a raspy voice into my ears,

" Yes! I said, all charges would be dropped but it didn't mean that he would come out of jail tomorrow. About your mother.."

I grew stiff when I felt his breath, fanning on my neck. He resumed his words again, putting it into my head one by one,

" The better you serve me, the faster your mother will get all the best treatment."

I gritted my teeth together in pain. Maybe I was blind in the past to think that he was a gentleman. Then I remembered the treatment that he received from my father. A part of me hated him but another part of me found it deserving.

I whimpered, nodding my head silently. Before I could fathom my thoughts, I heard his zipper going down. He pressed his cock against my butt, brushing and rubbing it gently. Without a warning, he pushed his length inside me, making me roll my back against his chest.

He let out a curse, stopping for a second,

" Why the fuck..you are so tight.."

I wasn't surprised since I didn't have sex with Rowan ever. In fact, we tried to do it many times but each time he tried to do it, I felt uncomfortable. After trying three times, Rowan gave up, telling me that we would save it later for our marriage. That's when I felt it was harder for him to find out that he was cheating on me. I guess, Rowan didn't wish to be with someone who couldn't feel his desires as much as he wished.

He gave me another dry thrust to slip out another moan from my mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut to feel how big he was inside me. He stopped for a second as realization hit him hard,

" Don't tell me that you didn't fuck for this ten years?"

I felt the weakness inside me. It wasn't clear to me whether I was really unwilling or I couldn't erase our memories together. But I didn't want to show him that I was still the girl who was weak to him especially after what he had done to me. Burying my head into the pillow, I rambled my words incoherently through the tears in my eyes,

" None of your business! Just fuck me and leave. I hate your thing inside me. I..uahh.."

He thrusted with intense force, filling me in. I guessed that his ego was hurt after what I told him just now. His hips picked up the space, filling me with brutal thrusts as I buried my head into the pillow. Tears kept flooding out of my eyes but he kept rocking like a beast as he growled into my ears with disgust,

" You hate it, don't you? Then mark it from today, Princepessa. I will fuck you so many times that you will have no one but me in your head. Did you hear that? You are going to obey me. I don't want your sharp mouth anymore."

I couldn't register his words well. All of a sudden, he spanked my ass hard, making me yank in pain as he went deeper into my dripping pussy. He gripped my hips together roughly, riding me hard as I cried into his pillow pathetically. He didn't waste a second to fuck me like a beast. Once I felt my climax building slowly, he stopped for a second to make me torture. My body felt frustrated from his torture, whining for the ultimate satisfaction. Once again, he started fucking me harder and faster than before, forcing my climax to build up. Again when I was too close to reach my climax, he stopped midway to show his hatred.

I cried out in physical frustration. He bent next to my ears, whispering and panting,

" I told you, Princepessa! It's not marriage but hell for you."