Married To My Bully by Sakshi C (read me like a book TXT) 📗

I’ll turn every vow that she took with me into shackles. I’ll turn that pretty face of her into a beautiful canvas of agony. She has no idea that unknowingly she has bound herself with her nightmare. She is going to pay for every scar that lined my heart, body, and soul.    

My sadistic mind was dredging out ways to torture her when a purposeful cough broke me away from my thoughts.

“Uh..you have an amazing car,” Crystal complimented in her sweet voice. Trying to strike a conversation, huh. I didn’t reply and kept my face towards the window. No acknowledgment. She should know her place. 

We stayed like this until the car screeched to a halt. We were at the hotel. My hotel. We were going to stay here today for the reception. I alighted without sparing a glance at her. She stayed in the car waiting for me to open the door for her. But I walked straight to the entrance without looking back.  

The reception marking the beginning of her destruction. Little dove has no idea what trap she has gotten herself into. I heard light footsteps coming from my behind. No words were traded between us during our journey to our room. I unlocked the door to my personal suite and opened the door. A nerve-racking scent of lavender wafted through my nostrils when we entered. I liked my room scented. But not with lavender. Specifically, not lavender. I hate its scent with all my guts. Wanna know the reason? Well, the reason is standing right behind me. I smelled lavender for the first time on her and it became my favorite instantly, thanks to her. But now I despise it as much as I despise her, maybe a little less than my wife, thanks to her. She walked past me to scan the room. 

I refused to suck in the intoxicating air in my lungs and so turned on my heels and dashed out the door. I shut the door and inhaled deeply. I hate lavender. Its aroma reminds me of my past. Living with her under one roof and, on top of that, in one room is going to take a big toll on me. Not because I once had feelings for her but because I hate her. Every time she touches me, looks at me, or even stands near me, those terrifying memories barrels back and hits me like a bullet. I was convinced that I have gotten over them but seeing her again confirmed otherwise. I can’t forgive her even if I want to. I can’t love her again even if I want to. Those days won’t let me. Those scars won’t let me.      

Marrying her can turn into the worst decision I could ever make if I don't tread carefully. I am well aware that what I have in stores for her would not only traumatize her but would pain me too. She reminds me of my sufferings. 

A lone tear strayed down my eyes as my mind recounted something it shouldn’t have. However, I wiped it off as soon as it trickled down. The fire of revenge ignited again with full force. I am going to make her pay for everything. I felt my eyes hardening in determination. I took my car’s key from my driver and hit the road. The traffic was clear today, so it didn’t take me long to reach my office. I felt the anxiety building inside me hinting at another panic attack. Luckily, I keep my medicines both at home and office. I popped in the pill and closed my eyes while leaning on the chair to shut down all the memories. 

My ringtone blaring out of my phone snapped me out of my sleep. I rubbed my eyes before picking the call. Benjamin's name flashed on the screen. My father.

“Where are you, son? Tonight is your reception. You remember?” he asked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and got up from the chair. “I am coming,” I replied and disconnected the call. After picking my coat from the chair, I stepped towards my car. 

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