Fate didn’t know what to do other than gulping at the sight of her husband, her tormentor. When Waron closed the door behind him and walked towards her she knew she was trapped.

Of course, he had access to wherever she goes in this palace. He was her husband and that meant he can have his way with her. No one can or would stop him if he wants to spend night with his wife.

She didn’t feel relaxing anymore. She wanted to run off from here, far enough where he will never find her and she could be in peace.

Waron was standing beside the bed now and Fate crawled back till she can go no more. She tried to turn the night lamp on as a last attempt to get herself calmed but Waron’s cold hand caught her wrist in mid-air ceasing the action.

He was holding her hand so tightly that she couldn’t stop a painful moan to escape from her mouth.

“Shhh. If you dare make a single sound I am going to break your wrist.” The intent he carried of hurting her was transparent in his words and Fate hurriedly put her free hand over her mouth.

Waron kept on twisting her hand but when she didn’t made a single sound or movement he let her go. This was no more interesting for him because she wasn’t reacting anymore.

The grin was back on his face. There was no worry if this tactic of his didn’t work. He came prepared today, he will make sure she is scared of him, so scared that she can’t even look him in the eye and despise to be at the same place he was in.

He placed his hand on top of her thigh covered by her night dress and moved it closer towards her private part. Fate sucked in a breath and tightened her clasp on her covered mouth. She buckled her legs together to stop him from going any further but he was annoyed by this behavior of her and used both of his hands to get her legs apart.

There have been a lot of incidences on which Fate had no say and was thrown around by people as they saw fit but not this time. She can’t give up to this. Without her consent this is not right even if it was her husband.

Despite of Waron’s continuous effort he couldn’t be successful in getting Fate’s legs apart so he just retreated his hands. Thinking that Waron has given up Fate relaxed her legs and Waron took this chance to put his hand under her gown.

Fate’s body tensed again and she looked at Waron in disbelief. In the moonlight she could see him giving her a victorious smile. No way! What has she got herself into?!

This was supposed to be a marriage between two kingdoms to stop the future wars and live a peaceful life but what she was seeing in Waron’s eyes, was going through right now seems as if she was a sacrifice. It’s like Waron is torturing her on behalf of the whole Panalov.

Does this mean he is not going to stop any time soon? As Waron’s cold hand touched her naked skin and slowly grazed her smooth skin towards her inner thigh Fate’s body heated up and drops of tears started falling down her cheeks.

Waron never stopped looking at her face, enjoying her distressed expression every time it changed. His smile widened when he saw her glistened cheeks and felt her shivering body. Her crying was his pleasure and he wanted to do this over and over.

“Prince Waron, there is some urgent matter you need to attend to.” Martis’s voice spoken from outside the door broke Waron’s bubble of thoughts and his smile faltered for a second. “I will be out. Give me five minutes.”

He brought his face closer to Fate and lifted her chin with his finger. “I am sure you are liking this a lot and trust me I am enjoying myself too.” Fate’s sobs got harder as she heard him speak, “But as you can see I am needed somewhere else right now but I promise that I will meet you soon my wife.”

Waron moved his face to the crook of Fate’s neck and licked her there. Fate gasped and closed her eyes tightly trying to avoid the electric waves passing through her whole body.

With a hearty laugh Waron got up and left the room leaving a crying Fate behind with the promise that he will be back soon to torture her.