Still Talking Nonsense!
1691 Words
(A/N: The author doesn't acknowledge bullying or non-consensual s*x. This is purely fiction.)
Valencia's chest heaved and fell, and her body shook. She had the inkling that she'd regret it very much when she woke up tied by a red rope and failed to see the certain psychopath that tied her down early that morning.
Upon seeing Maverick step out of the bathroom with a towel clad around her waist, her inkling was confirmed! And she really regretted it!
Valencia sighed and turned to the left side of the bed. She had planned to shock the world and make the Carter, Maverick, and Vandenberg families fall on their knees in awe of her return, but...
Look, who woke up completely shocked upon realizing that she had been tied to Maverick's bed? Look at her situation!
Only if she hadn't run after him. Only if she hadn't been so naive as to believe that crazy man's image on television. Sigh! Only if!
Valencia bit her lower lip in regret. She had never regretted making a decision as much as she did. She wished that Mr. Hunt would end up badly, or else once she got her hands on him, she'd rip him apart…
She turned again and stared at the door absentmindedly. Ever since Valencia told that maid to prepare the after-pill, not only has she not caught the trace of that maid, but the maid hasn't even pestered her for a meal.
She bit her lower lip and clutched the blanket anxiously. She really doesn't want to end up pregnant again for this crazy…
BANG!!!
The sudden kick at the door made Valencia jump in shock. Her heart skipped a beat and began to thrum against her chest in petrification.
Maverick strode into the room, his face extremely cold and his whole figure straight, tall, and overbearing.
Valencia glared at him in anger. Not only does he lock her against her will, he even wants her to die of petrification. To think her heart was racing against her chest for no reason? Such a madman! Valencia fumed.
Immediately, Maverick returned the fierce and cold glare. His black eyes were so fierce that Valencia feared that he was going to choke her to death with his gaze.
Valencia’s courage slipped off, and she obediently lay on the bed stiffly like a salted fish. It was as if she wanted to burrow so deep into the bed that he wouldn't even notice her trace!
Ever since Valencia came across Maverick a few years ago, she had never seen this type of murderous gaze on him before. Why didn't he let out his anger on whoever offended him? Why did he have to come here?
Damn! She must have gone crazy for eagerly going to a late-night meeting.
Maverick strode towards the drawers close to the bed, and without hesitation, he opened one of them.
Immediately, Maverick took out Valencia's phone and turned it on.
Valencia’s eyes widened slightly. To think here was the phone she had been searching for all the time. But in the next minute, she fell back to the bed dejectedly. So what? That madman had tied her down against her will; how can she fetch her phone even though it is only a few steps away from her?
The picture of the adorable and masked quadruplet, Aviva, and Valencia posing for the camera dominated Valencia's home screen.
Valencia's heart skipped a beat at his actions, but upon recalling that the quadruplet image on her home screen is always of the masked quadruplet, her hanging heart calmed slightly.
Maverick's vein popped, and he clenched the phone tightly upon confirming what he wanted. Without hesitation, he threw the phone somewhere across the room, causing the phone to let out a bang.
Valencia's heart ached immensely. Her precious phone! Her beautiful quadruplet pictures! Her files! She screamed inwardly, in tears. Her lower lip was bitten hard, and her body shook due to pain. However, despite the pain going through her heart, no sound emitted from her lips. It was as if she didn't want him to notice the trace of her existence in the room!
Valencia shrank back in fear. Her heart was skipping in fear. She had never felt such a tremendous fear, as if she were on the brink of death as much as she currently does. What's wrong with Maverick…
Maverick's eyes narrowed, and he gnashed his teeth. “Valencia Carter, very good. What's this?” Maverick's booming voice fiercely invaded her ear, causing her to tremble.
Valencia's heart skipped a beat, and she shrank back in fear. It can't be that she was the one who offended this crazy man, right? But she did nothing!
Seeing the woman's innocent look, he sneered coldly and began to play the live video of the quadruplet to her.
Hearing the four adorable voices of her quadruplets, Valencia's heart panged.
Ever since the quadruplets were born, Valencia has never separated from them as long as she currently does. The thought made longing tears pool in her eyes. How she missed her adorable four... No. Wait. Wait a minute!
Valencia shook her head upon realizing something! She has lost focus on the most important thing! How the hell did Maverick's hand fall on her quadruplet? How did he know about their existence? Valencia was about to go crazy. Her quivering lips parted in shock, and she stared at him with intense fear. “How. Why?”
Suddenly, everything clicked: why Maverick unlock her phone and haul it somewhere across the room? It was because he knew of the existence of their quadruplet. Then, has Maverick seen their face?
Valencia shrank back in fear due to the thought of Maverick discovering the quadruplet's existence. She couldn't help thinking that Maverick's influence was frightening.
Valencia began to pay attention to the video, and soon she discovered that the children had gone live by themselves. Thinking about it, her absence must have scared the quadruplets, and that must have pushed them to take such actions. Her heart warmed at the thought of her children's love, but soon she snapped out of it.
Wait! Wait! Her thoughts had begun to run out of hand again!
Gillian gasped. How can Corbyn, Aviva, and the Cirillo family let them go live when there is the existence of the crazy man a few steps away from her?
However, seeing their faces covered in masks, her hanging heart calmed, and she sighed in relief. There's no way Maverick would know.
She knew Maverick must have believed that Corbyn was the father of the quadruplet, which must have led to part of his anger. Since he knew about her quadruplet existence now, she decided to fan the flames hotter. Provoking him should make him release her!
Thinking like this, a cocky smile lit up on Valencia's face. She raised her chin smugly and posed arrogantly on the bed. “You can see I'm a wife and adorable mother of a quadruplet; let me go before my husband declares war on the Vandenberg family,” she cockily conveyed.
“Very well.” Maverick coldly enunciated, his eyes raging. His hands extended towards his button, and he calmly began to unbutton his shirt one after the other. His actions were surprisingly elegant and unhurried, yet frighteningly dangerous.
Valencia's eyes were constricted in fear; she gulped down, and a sense of petrification overwhelmed her. What? What was this madman planning? It can't. It can't be... “What... What do you plan to do?” Even though she tried to ask calmly, her voice ended up very shaky due to nervousness.
Maverick sneered and elegantly discarded the custom-made shirt somewhere across the room. “Aren't you a mother? Or what? You want me to say it in words. f**k YOU TO DEATH!” He coldly enunciated one after the other and continued to strip himself of his outfit.
Valencia's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened in horror. “You. You’ve gone crazy.” She cried out in horror, her heart racing so fast that it was pounding against her chest. Valencia never expected that her words to Maverick would fail to scare him; rather, they'd make him go crazy!
“Corbyn will not let you... Mmmm!” Valencia's cry was paused by Maverick's fierce kiss, which engulfed her lips like a wave.
Catching the whiff of a feminine scent that suddenly drifted into her nose, Valencia's face changed immediately. “Woman, you visited Tatiana…”
Thinking like this, an intense pain overwhelmed her heart; her eyes turned cold, and she began to struggle—all to no avail.
Valencia's heart panged. Had he treated Tatiana with intense care only to come here to wreck her? Had he kissed Tatiana with the same lips he planned to kiss her with? A bout of disgust washed over her immediately, and she bellowed angrily, “Why do you care so much about who I'm with? You've got someone else; why can't I…”
Maverick's face turned cold immediately, and he hovered over her. “Still talking nonsense?” He bellowed coldly and engulfed her lips in a fierce kiss.
Immediately, he pinned her hand, pressed her down, and became one with her.
“Ahhhh!” Feeling the fullness of Maverick, Valencia's hand flew to his shoulder, and she screamed, her voice resonating in the room. If it weren't for the soundproofing in the room, Valencia was afraid that her scream would resound throughout the whole house.
The fierce thrust of the man above her crashed her like waves and made tears pool in Valencia's eyes.
“Maverick, I was wrong for running away and making a big joke of you at our wedding. Please let me go, okay? I promise not to appear in your presence.” Valencia began to bawl and blurt out amidst cries.
Upon hearing her words, Maverick's face turned cold. His fierce actions turned fiercer. He pinned down her hands and engulfed her sweet lips intensely.
“Wuu. Maverick slow. Maverick, not there. Maverick, my waist is going to break. Please. Okay.”
- Writer
