~BLACK’s MANSION~
Riona was sprawled on the floor, trying not to glance into those intimidating eyes of Black who was now her husband as Black bent down a bit scooping her up as if she was a feather and she quickly wrapped her hand around his neck for fear that she might fall. What she didn’t know was that this her act had brought her closer to his face and her breasts were squashed against his chest as he locked his jaw,willing himself not to let his sexual desires take over,he dropped her on the bed and walked away from her quickly to recover.
He had faced the wall, walking down the arousal while Riona was trembling scared for her life, thinking that Black was probably finding some way to punish her.
“I am off to bath so that I can…change my clothes. Stay there and don’t move till I get back.” He murmured as he walked towards the bathroom and shut the door.
Riona didn’t as much nod her head to signify that she had heard what he had said.
She didn’t know how long had passed or whether she was in a haze but she knew the scent that filled the room as soon as he stepped down from the bathroom.
“Father Lord, forgive me but this man smelled so beautiful.” She said in her mind as her eyes were latched on the wet body, which glistened in the golden ray. This wasn’t the first time that she was seeing his bare chest but yet somehow, she still remained awed by it.
And soon she was tempted for her eyes to slip down and just see what that boxers was hiding. Her throat began very dry as she could see very well the big bulge, that seemed to not have an end.
Was this temptation wrapped in a human and served to her?She couldn’t even boast of her boyfriend having half of what he had and he flaunted it with pride.
How big she would feel….Riona was snapped back to reality as Black kept on snapping his finger in front of her to gain her attention.
“Hello, Farah to earth, can you hear me?”
She quickly blushed when she realized how close their faces were and immediately nodded as she straightened up and said,
“That is more much better then. I was beginning to think I married a dumb wife.”
That was when Riona noticed that he had already put on a shirt, a beach shirt and some sweatpants while she was fantasying about him.
She was supposed to be leaving this mansion and this man behind but why was she still on the bed, hoping he would take her right then and now.
“Now we can talk. So what were you saying about going away?” He said arms akimbo as Riona began to feel whoozy and began to stammer.
“Did I say so…umm, because…because… I” Riona could barely string up a whole sentence probably because his gaze never left her face and it was making her cheeks burn with embarrassment.
“Or are you trying to say that I had misheard you and you weren’t leaving?” He said holding her hands as he looked deep into her eyes and she nodded her head slowly, not even sure she was hearing what he was saying.
“So you are saying that you are happy being in the marriage with me and you will do all you can to make me happy.” He said smirking a bit as she nodded her head slowly like a dumb person. He was so manipulating her, but she was too lost in his eyes and close contact and deep voice to even notice, and yes he was doing it on purpose.
He didn’t know why but he enjoy teasing her. She was like a doll with those big round blue eyes and those kissable lips. Well since she was making him have sleepless night, he was definitely going to pay her back.
“And right now you want us to go downstairs and have breakfast.” He said again as she nodded her head without thinking.
He smiled and ruffled her hair distracting her as she moved back and said,
“What are you doing to my hair.”
“Just patting it. Like a good dog who is obedient to her master. Let’s go and eat, I am starving.” He said pulling her hand but she shook it off and said,
“I am not hungry. And I don’t want to be here again. Please let me go.” She said as Black’s face quickly changed from happiness to pure rage as he clenched his fist tightly but took deep breaths instead.
Rather he fondled her hair in his hands and said,
“I want you to remember this. You were sold by your father to me in marriage as a peace treaty. So that means that you belong to me, and is my property till I get tired of it and decides to get a new one. Your father’s life is in your hands. Whether he lives or dies, it is up to you.”
“So I would want you to think hard and deep before you decide to have any of your tantrums in my abode. I can quickly change your status from being my wife to being a maid with just the snap of my finger. Do not mistake my patience for bullshit or an act of love. This has never been about love but rather about politics. Now I ask you again, are you coming down to eat?
“Yes” Came her mono reply void of emotion.