《Purchased Wife》Chapter 9: Eight Rules
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A new husband picks up his wife in his arms and takes her through the doorstep for a good long happy marriage but he didn't.
He left her on the road and told her to step in alone.
She looked around. The mansion was bigger than the Parkers house.
She stood around for a while until the door opened. Regina came out and asked, "Where's Liam?" Emily gulped and stuttered"H-he said to tell you that he will be late." She smiled"He had some important work to do." Regina sighed and mumbled to herself"What am I gonna do with that boy? Has to work on his wedding night?" Emily just shrugged. Regina smiled at her with sympathy in her eyes"Come in, child. It's freezing out there!"
Emily stepped inside the mansion for the first time ever. The color palette of the whole building including the decorations and furniture gave her eyes a cool peaceful feeling.
His grandmother was really nice. Sweet too. She wished she could have someone like her in her life too.
Regina said"Why don't you go and change. I know you haven't eaten anything all day." She smiled and continued"You know with the wedding excitements and all. I remember when I married Liam's grandfather like it was yesterday." Regina started giggling as she remembered her younger days and Emily couldn't help but smile at her, wishing she could make those memories too.
Emily thought to herself:
If only she knew.
Emily smiled at her and she sent Emily to Liam's room upstairs.
She opened the door and looked at his room.
It was a combination of black and... black.
She thought:
He must like black a lot.
She sat on his bed and noticed the black sheets were really soft silk. And with the weather freezing outside, the sheets were really cold to the touch.
She smiled but then again her smile disappeared when she imagined him and her in the same bed. He married her because she didn't want to be in the same bed as him but he just couldn't have it. She purses her lips and closed her, whispering to calm her nerves down"One... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight... night... ten."
She opened her eyes and sighed. Getting up from the bed and locking the door.
She walked to the suitcase that was at the foot of the bed, taking off her wedding dress and letting it drop on the floor.
She opened the suitcase, reading to wear a hoody or warm sweater but none of the clothes were hers. Some of them were but not the night wears.
They were short silk nightgowns that she doesn't even wear. That doesn't even cover up her full body.
She picked one up. It was a black short silk nightgown with laces. And there was a matching silk robe too.
She felt disgusted and kept it back inside. She searched for more but the rest was mostly see-through.
And the one she had kept back was the only one with a long robe.
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She wore the nightgown and also the robe. Tying the ropes right around her stomach to cover everything up.
She walked to the bathroom and washed all the makeup from her face but not her body. She held the white sink basin and looked at herself in the mirror as the water on her chin dripped on the sink. She could hear every drop hitting down.
She looked at her left hand and the ring felt heavy around her finger. Looking away from her hand, she took a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth, holding back the warm tears. She washed her face again and dried it with the clean white towel near the sink.
When Emily came back down all freshen up, Regina was already waiting. Sipping on her tea.
There was a hot plate of food on her side.
Emily sat beside and asked, "You're not eating?" Regina smiled, "I've already eaten, my child."
Regina looked at her as she took a bite with her fork"Emily, I know sometimes Liam can be... a handful. He has never loved someone in his life. And I'm glad that he married you. I knew you had a pure heart from the day I saw you. He may be rude and arrogant but he has a heart of pure gold. Even if he does not show that he cares, but he does. He cares too much. Just be a little patient with him, okay?"
Emily nodded and wished she could tell her everything Liam did to her. How he purchased her but she couldn't. Instead of telling the old sweet woman everything about the devils' spawn, she bites her tongue between her teeth and started eating again.
It was one in the morning and he still hadn't returned home.
Emily was lying on his bed.
Everything felt new to her. She lied with her robe still on her with the ropes still tight as she could tie.
His scent all over the sheets and his pillows. She tossed and turned to wait for him. Even though she shouldn't, but she couldn't help herself.
She stayed awake just for him.
She looked at the clock and it was two in the morning and still no Liam.
When the clock had struck right on three, the doorknob twisted.
She got up and sat up straight surprised.
His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. The first three buttons of his white shirt were undone and she could see his collar bones.
He smiled at her and she knew he was drunk because of his hooded blue eyes.
The lights were all off in the room. He walked inside and closed the door behind him. Not forgetting to lock.
He took off his shirt and she could see his body because of the moonlight that passed through the thin white curtains.
His perfect upside-down triangle back. The way he took off his shirt while his shoulder muscles stretching made a sigh escaped her lips. A tattoo on the back of his forearm. A single small silhouette of a bird.
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Without turning, he asked"Enjoying the view, Emily?"
He turned and she could see him clearly. His blue eyes shined in the moonlight and so did his body.
The perfect V line on his torso was sexy but not the electric blue eyes he gazed at her with. They were scary.
She stared him from down to up.
Her gaze on his face and there was a wicked smile. His blue eyes filled with nothing but lust and bad vibes.
He put his knee on the foot of the bed sinking in the soft mattress and crawled towards her.
When he was near her face to face, he smiled at her and lightly rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. Intimidating her.
He gently pressed his hand against her shoulder and slowly pushed her down flat on the pillow.
When he was finally on top of her, she led out shivers through her breathing.
In a low lusty voice, he said"What happened, baby? You're scared when your husband is about to fuck you but you were confident when you slapped him. Why is that? Hmm?"
He lightly licked his bottom lip and raised his brow waiting for a response.
He lightly raised his voice in anger and demanded through his gritted teeth "Answer me!"She flinched and in a weak voice, she said"I'm sorry about slapping you. I shouldn't have done that. I'm so so sorry." He chuckled and whispered in a soft voice" Apology accepted."
He looked down at her body and saw that she had her hand against her robe ropes as her life depended on it.
He looked back at her again and smirked.
Looking back down, he removed her trembling hands and untied her robe. The silk fabric falling on the sides. Exposing the nightgown inside. He lightly pulled down the shoulder of the rope as well as the spaghetti sleeve of the nightgown, exposing her perfect tan skin.
Only if he knew her skin wasn't at all perfect under all that makeup.
She said"Liam..." but he cut her off and said"Shh. You don't get to speak."A small part of her was still calm with him on top. Felt like it was normal. But the rest of her was scared of the things he will do to her. For the things, he can do to her.
He slowly reached for her legs and rested his waist between them. Supporting himself with his arms beside her, trapping her in the middle.
She looked in his eyes and whispered"Please. You're drunk." Emily couldn't find any emotion in them at all.
She could smell the bitter whiskey mixed with his own minty musk scent. He asked, "Remember the rules I talked to you about in my office?" She nodded"Yes." He smiled wider" It's time for you to remember those rules. And if you do not obey any of them, I will punish you. And that... is a promise I will not break."
He leaned in and kissed right below on the soft spot of her ear and pressed his lips against her ear lobe"Rule number one: you will do what I say."
He then kissed on her cheek and she let out a hard sigh"Rule number two, you will call me Master when we're alone."
He kissed her right on her collar bone "Rule number three: you will cook. Be a maid to me and only me. You will cook for me and no one else."
He kissed on her jugular"Rule number four: you will not sleep on my bed. You'll sleep on the floor. Besides me and beneath me."
He kissed on her neck again but this time he bit her hard causing her to let out a whimper and a tear to fall from her eyes" Rule number five: you will not deny me of any sexual desires, anywhere and at any time. That does depend if I have any of them for you anymore."
He kissed on her forehead"Rule number six: you will be my escort to every gathering and every party and you will wear whatever I tell you to wear."
She was still shaking from fear and bad anxiety. But he was too drunk to notice.
He kissed her shoulder and said"Rule number seven: you will be with me every day and every hour. From tomorrow you'll be working as my personal assistant. And only for me."
He lightly kissed on the center of her chest right on the start valley of her breast making her whimper again and inhaling a gasp of air. But he continued"Rule number eight: you will not talk to any men anywhere. If you do, there will be serious consequences. Understand?"
She slowly nodded her head and whispered"Understood." He again said"Good girl... now get the fuck off."
He lightly pushed her off the bed causing her to fall on the carpeted floor and within seconds she heard him snore lightly.
He didn't even think to give her a pillow or something to cover herself with.
She tied her robe again and lied down on her side in a fetal position. Crying to herself lowly. Making sure that he won't hear any of it.
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