An year and three months ago
Jordan's POV
I was marrying the person I loathed to no end. We spoke our vows reluctantly. There were people laughing when I walked down the aisle dressed in my T-Shirt and jeans towards Sebastian. I was shocked to see the Morgans and Douglas sitting together in the front row but I didn't let it show on my face. I walked calmly and steadily towards the devil incarnate.
How can you hate a person so much?
Maybe it was those dollar bills which I still kept with me all the time.
Maybe it was because he hated me too but no, I didn't hate him before. Before, I was indifferent to him. I thought he was sexy and rude but ignored him most of the time. But now, I wouldn't use a word as innocent as 'rude' with him. No, I would use something that hasn't been invented yet.
Like Mother Fucking Son of a Bitch ? Nope, it is too decent for him .
What about a Sanctimonious presumptuous dog?
Nope, they all are somehow less.
When I reached him, my Dad, who was summoned by my grandpa, left my side and I was left with him.
Where was the reverend?
" What are you thinking? " my husband to be sneered politely.
I contained my scowl and said demurely ," I am thinking of some endearments. "
He glared at me then at my choice of clothes.
" This is what you can afford for the wedding? My dog has better clothes."
I grinned.
" He does? Well, you should cover him with clothes so he doesn't get any STD'S from you. Some pretty and warm clothes."
The expression on his face was worth a million.
He hissed," I forgot that you are uneducated. STD'S are sexually transmitted .."
" Diseases, I know. But with you, one has to be careful. I have to get a test now and a mask so that you don't breathe out some diseases near my face. " His nose was getting bigger with anger. He growled and took my shoulder in a tight but firm grasp eliciting a gasp from the crowd.
He smiled at them before leaning in and speaking in my ear ," If there was no jail for one murder then "
I tipped my head back and interrupted again," Then I'd castrate your small testicles and kill you. Maybe I'd be a good little girl and feed them to your Dog. But hey, I don't want him to catch...."
He kissed me.
It wasn't exactly a kiss , it was more like a punishment. He smacked his lips on mine and tightened his hands on my waist. There was anger in his kiss. Anger and rage, but also lust. His other hand took hold of my neck. He bruised my lips with his and I bit him hard before leaning back and exclaiming loudly," Don't hurry sweetheart, We are going to get married very soon. Be calm and patient."
There were shocked faces, some happy faces and some faces showing disapproval. Grandpa and Grandma were the happy one. My dad and Mom were sitting in the third row oblivious to other things, arguing about something. Sir Douglas was talking to his secretary whereas his wife was smiling.
Smiling?
Was she happy about this marriage?
" Sweetheart ? That's the name you thought ?" Sebastian said looking smug.
" No, I have a better and completely fitting word. Hypocritically-manipulative, arrogant shit-eating, vomit alike arsehole. "
The monster chuckled, " There you go. It proves you are an illiterate girl who can't find a single word to define me. "
The Reverend came towards us with the pious book in his hand.
" You can't be defined in a word. You are close to the word ' Cruel ' and ' Stupid ' but you are qualified for arse , prick , monster and .."
The Reverend interrupted, " We are here....
There was no honeymoon for us, for which I was thankful. I was ordered ( I was almost twenty one) to stay with the mighty Sebastian Douglas in his apartment. I, with my five pound bag and husband entered his house and knew that my life was damned. If I stayed with him any longer, I will end up killing him.
He was so mean and cruel. I expected him to ignore me or call me words but what he did next was completely unexpected.
He threw my bags in the first room he saw and said ," There, you can spent the week here. We will do the test next week, Monday. Fortunately, if there is no baby then we can divorce and if unfortunately there is then .....hell. I want to be with my ...shit. I don't want a baby. I never wanted a baby in my life. I wish I could..."
I spoke before he could complete the sentence," Abort? You want me to abort the child, if sadly there is one which I highly doubt."
He looked outraged and insulted ," I would never hurt a child. I didn't mean abort. I meant I wish I could go back to time and not fuck you!"
Not make love to you, fuck you.
Step out of those crazy thoughts. Love? Seriously? Did you watch too many chick flicks?
Still, he could use the word ' sex ' instead of fuck... but hell, he paid me. He threw those crisp dollar bills not deliberately but impassively.
I wish I could go back to time and not fuck you.
I ponder throughout the day and night of what to do next. I could not stay with the bastard. He was heartless. After saying those miserable words, he had picked his phone and said," Can I come over to stay with you,Louise? Please baby forgive me. I love you,Lou.... "
I just stood there listening to him and after he packed his bags and left the house, I mentally stabbed him thousand times. It helped a little.
Yesterday, I had signed the prenuptial agreement. I read it once, smirked and signed.
Nothing of Sebastian Douglas was mine after or before divorce. I had to earn my own food and clothing. There was nothing related to the kid but Mr. Douglas was getting some papers made so that I could assign all the legal rights to the Dad after birth.
Well, I won't sign them. I won't stay long enough to find what's written on those papers.
I just have to find a way to leave the enemy's den.
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