Pregnant For Her Invalid Ex Husband

9 - psycho ex

SELENE'S POV.

“Let me out, you bastard!” I screamed for an infinite amount of time. I had spent hours pushing myself against the door so much that it began to hurt. In my knees and ankles, my belly churned continuously from the mere thought of having myself deep knead into a mess as much as this.

And mary,

The poor woman must think of me as nothing but a monster. I had done all of it—the signing of documents, running away from home, abandoning Martins—all of it was simply because I needed to escape from Kelvin.

Yet here I was back to the beginning of it, the center of the entire problem, locked up in some fancy hotel suite gotten by Kelvin.

Beeping sounds went off as someone pressed in the buttons to the door. My heart raced while my eyes remained joined against the door, praying for it to be someone who was here to save me.

“What's with that frown on your face? Aren't you pleased to see me, princess?” Kelvin asked as he made his way into the door, like it wasn't hard enough that I had no idea what the passcode was; he really intended to make the body living and breathing time left for me molded into nothing but horror.

“Why are you here? I do not wish to see you.” I added in; the words rolled bitterly off my lips, yet I was very cautious of my manners around him.

“You've lost the right to bargain, my love. I gave you that chance to call the shots, the chance to do as you wish, but you ruined it all and screwed it all up I day. Aans now I'll have my way without anyone daring to stop me,” he boasted.

I could see him floating with an air of pride as he spoke; things seemed to be swinging in his favor; I couldn't blame him. I never should have lied to Martina.

“Whatever, just the f**k away from my, I so not know what you so I'll through with this plan of yours,but me, it won't. I'd rather die than end up with the likes of you!” I snapped again.

The more I tried holding restraint, the more I felt my anger rise.

“Then die!” He snapped right back.

“Do you know how long I had planned this out? Imagimed this? Hoped on this? And you tell me, you would rather die than be with me, then fine, go ahead and die because, I promise you, there is nothing that would stop me from getting married to you. I'll be busy with some contracts this month, so have fun staying locked up in this room till then; we'll be getting married as soon as the contracts are concluded.” He added in.

I felt my heart sink in my chest on hearing his words; the look in his eyes said it all. He was more than confident; he knew what he was doing; he seemed way too determined; he really would not stop just at that.

“So what's your plan? Keep me locked up even after marriage? I don't love you, Kelvin; I can't keep living like this, and what makes you so sure I would not run away from the face of the earth even after we are married?” I asked him,

Yet a sarcastic scoff was all I got as he leaned closer to me. I tensed up as soon as I felt his arms wrap around my wrists as cold chills broke off on my temples.

“You think this room is worse! Wait till we get married, and you don't need to love me serene; just stay calm and remain obedient; I'll do all the loving, okay?” He asked

He leaned in for a kiss, his lips merely inches away from mine; his repulsive attitude must have strung more confidence in me.

I had not expected it either, but I was swift in my movements, my hands kanding a strike against his cheek.

A gasp eased through my lips seeing him flinch backwards; at the brief moment I realized how much damage I had caused with that simple action of mine.

I swallowed hard,

“I'm sorry.” I whispered, my palms placed over my lips.

I watched his gaze harden as he pressed himself against me and my back against the wall.

“Do not, in your f*****g life, lay your hands on me again. I love you, but if you hit me one more time, I hesitate to eat the life out of you, Selene. Obedience is your best bet; resisting would do you no hood, besides how feisty you suddenly turn me on.”

Hearing his words, I suddenly become self-conscious, and then I realize how right he is seeing how his hardened c**k rubbed against my thighs. A f*****g freak he really was , a sick wierdo I wasnt safe around him.

A buzz settled into his phone, and he pulled away from me.

I gasped for air as I watched him mutter some words into the phone.

“I'll be back.” He added in with a wink before storming out of the room once more.

And just then I realized I really was bound to be doomed, stuck in this situation with Kelbin, a bloody psychopath.

I had a month,

Just a month to escape, or the rest of my life would be a shitty situation.

My hands trailed down to my belly once more. I needed to be safe for the sake of my child. At this point I couldn't care or think much about Martins anymore. Maybe he really did think it was pointless being with me. Maybe he had moved on. Maybe he wanted a divorce all along, and I happened to have given him what he wanted.

All I was most certain about remained the fact that I either came up with an escape plan or committed one; being with Kelvin was never an option, and even in my death, It still wouldn't be one.