Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (read e books online free .txt) 📗

"I love it when you give me a hateful look when I do something harmful to myself." She just stared into his eyes with her confused ones.

"I don't understand." She whispered not getting what he was even saying? He said he's not drunk but he was drunk. Heavily to be precise.

He leaned his face down to her neck making her gulp down. He exhaled a huge lump of her scent letting his burning desire calm down a little.

"You don't need to understand. And I don't want you to understand." He whispered placing his cold lips against her warm neckline.

Hazel held her breath back when he placed a soft kiss on her neck near her ear. Her hands turned to tight fists but she still didn't touch him.

"Two days are over beautiful."

She shut her eyes in defeat. She knew he came just to claim her. She finally let out a shaky breath when he pulled the sleeve of her dress down revealing her dainty pale shoulder.

His lips touched her skin making her shiver in response. He loved the way her body reacted to him and she hated the way her body was giving in. But again he can have her body as many times he wants but her heart and soul will remain untouched.

"Tell me beautiful. How many men have touched you before?" She gritted her teeth keeping her eyes closed. She felt humiliated. Did she ask him how many women he had? Then why is he asking her?

Cyrus stopped sucking her shoulder, opening his slightly red eyes when she didn't reply to him. Jaw clenched and grip around her waist tightened at the thought of another man touching her but again.

She has a fucking husband! And before him to she might have a boyfriend. After all, she's so damn beautiful having such an innocence engraved in her eyes. Who wouldn't want to be with such a beauty?

He slowly pulled away from her neck and looked at her face only to find her face twisted in disgust. Her jaw was clenched while her eyes were tightly squeezed shut. He smirked in amusement. She didn't like him asking that kind of question.

"Open your eyes darling." She obeyed him without any protest making him almost groan in satisfaction seeing her obedience.

"You didn't like me asking about that." He asked earning a small nod from her.

"You're cute. So I wouldn't ask you how many. I will ask you how many times did your husband touched you?" This question froze her even more and he noticed.

She looked more anxious and fearful than before. His first question made her disgusted but this question startled her to her core.

"Answer me, Hazel." This earned a flinch from her. His dark and threatening tone made her realize he wasn't joking this time. She looked in his serious dark gaze with her nervous ones.

"I uh I-- we never." Cyrus frowned in confusion. He jerked her body closer a little letting her chest touch his.

"In clear words." She sighed heavily.

"I never met him." Cyrus blinked a few times.

"What?" Then his eyes slightly darken remembering her stutter of I, again and again.

"Don't tell me you're a virgin." He asked thoughtfully realizing she wanted to say she had never done that.

Hazel in pure embarrassment averted her eyes giving him a little nod. He pulled his arm away from her waist making her look at him.

"You don't know his name. You never met him. You don't know what he does? Then what is it that you know? And what kind of shit marriage is this?" He blabbered out becoming fully sober this time.

" We didn't have a proper marriage. It was a contract marriage. But I swear I do have a husband I didn't lie." She rapidly said the last sentence when his eyes hardened thinking that all this time she was lying about having a husband and rubbing salt on his burning desire.

He stared at her for some time lost in his thoughts before pulling his large hand up. He gently grabbed her jaw leaning down to her face level making her gulp down.

"Hazel." He whispered her name before guiding his rough towards her lower lip slightly caressing it.

"Tomorrow." His grip on her jaw tightened slightly making her hiss a little.

"I am sparing you for this night. But don't think I will let you go just because you're untouched. Trust me beautiful." His thumb put pressure on her lower lip making her scrunch her nose in pain.

"It only makes me want you more." Saying that he freed her face with a rough jerk. She stumbled two steps back caressing her cheeks. Cyrus straightened his body staring at her intensely.

"You're lucky I am giving you one day more. Tomorrow night you will wear the negligee I gave you the first day here. And don't try to do anything funny. My eyes are everywhere." With that, he left the room. He looked angry all of a sudden.

Her legs finally gave up falling on the floor beside the bed. She placed her head on edge of the bed and remembering his words she knew tomorrow he will snatch the only thing he ever wanted.

Tears finally streamed down her eyes as she closed her eyes tiredly praying to see a better day ahead. But maybe it wasn't just in her fate.

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