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[Chapter 20]
The next day everyone was talking about Damian Yang and Beth Kappa's marriage.
The grand marriage of the Mafia King and the Mafia Princess would happen in two weeks.
Beth woke up from the noises her phone made,
The notifications on her phone showed photos of her and Damian taking her to his home last night and also the dates of their wedding.
She didn't know how to feel about it.
But she knew she had to put up a fight.
She also understood it would be pointless but she had to make him understand that marrying her won't make him have her heart either.
Even if he already did.
But the humiliations she had to live with because of him were raw in her mind.
She would never let him have her easily.
She was marrying the one she loved, the father of her son, but also her biggest enemy.
She shook her head and smiled to herself when she realized Layla would be crazy by now,
She wasn't going to reject Damian.
She didn't want to and she knew she has no say in it, but the fight was on the second she stepped into his house without her permission.
A knock sounded from the door then.
-Come in.
She said emotionless.
-How was your sleep?
Damian asked her.
Hearing his voice, Beth turned her head, eyes widening from anger.
-How do you think?
She asked firmly, never leaving his eyes to slip away.
Damian noticed something was wrong.
She was sitting cross-legged on his bed, with only a night robe on, which did not cover much.
Damian looked down arrogantly and took slow steps towards her.
The motion was the same, as the first time he touched her.
The time he raped her, was seven years ago.
Her eye twitched at the sight.
Her heart was beating faster than usual.
But she didn't back down.
-DON'T YOU DARE COME ANY CLOSER.
She exclaimed threateningly.
Damian lifted up his head and bent it a little on his side, admiring her once more for her boldness and stupidity.
He smirked slowly.
He liked this side of her, he liked hurting her.
He wanted to do it.
His hands were in his pockets and he let out a low growl, like an animal waiting for his prey's next move.
Beth's whole body was alarmed.
Her breathing became erratic, but still, she did not back down.
-I said, GO AWAY!
A twitch in her eye again.
Damian did not utter a word, but his face was brightened by her scared and demanding tone.
He took two steps in retreat.
Beth was shocked, but she realized that he wasn't retreating at all.
-NO!
Damian's back was on her now, searching for something in his closet drawer.
Beth knew what was going to happen.
She stood up and walked towards the door.
Damian turned and got her waist.
He pushed her back on him.
-YOU ARE SICK!
-I was born sick.
He whispered in her ear.
Beth shrieked to his touch.
She tried to fight him but it was pointless.
He was holding her like a crazy woman.
In his one arm, she had the ropes and bonded her wrists together.
-NO!
He smiled to himself.
-You look tasty, prey.
She screamed and raved in his arms.
-I won't ever agree to marry you!
-You have already accepted it.
-NO, I HAVEN'T!
-You just like playing with me, I will fulfill your needs, witch.
Beth definitely wanted to infuriate him.
But this somehow turned to another road, she did not want to go.
-I offer no absolutes, I will take you to heaven.
He said.
Beth understood it wasn't only a promise, but also a threat.
She closed her eyes and tears run down her cheeks.
Damian grabbed her neck with the hand he was holding at her waist and bit her cheek.
She sobbed even harder, and he continued biting her, but this time he put his other hand inside the robe.
Beth shook her head ferociously in disapproval.
She couldn't talk.
He had placed a red cloth in her mouth and tied it behind her head.
-Mine. Always have been, and always will be.
Beth shutter her eyes closed.
She did not want to witness this.
-LOOK AT ME.
He grabbed her chin and brought it up.
Her eyes flew open to his touch.
-I want you to see what I do to you.
He brought her to the mirror in his bathroom.
-Are you ready?
He whispered in her ear and bite her before licking it.
Beth's feelings were a mess.
She knew that this would be the kind of life she would have with him.
But she didn't feel bad about it.
She wanted the hurt, the humiliation.
Even if it brought the worst self out of her, she wanted it.
She couldn't have it any other way.
She could only feel things with him.
She shook her head in disapproval, but Damian didn't care.
He tore apart the robe and the woman was naked now.
-Undress me.
He whispered in her ear.
The woman turned around and blinked non-stoppingly at him.
Damian waited patiently.
Beth did as she was told.
She undressed him with her bound wrists.
She looked up at him once more and blinked twice.
He understood it was her way of invitation.
Both of them were made for each other.
The rejection made both Damian mad and the humiliation made Beth insane.
The man was naked now.
The tall and broad man's body in front of the soft small of the woman's one.
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