BOUND BY REVENGE

The Terrible First Night

The wedding was over, but the happy atmosphere that should have warmed Anna's heart felt empty. She sat pensively at the end of the bed, her eyes blankly staring at the floor. It wasn't like a normal wedding, everything was quiet, and no guests had arrived.

"Madam, get ready. We'll be returning to the mansion soon," Lexi told him while slightly bowing his head, maintaining his cold face.

Didn't she have no choice? Agree or not, she would still be taken.

Anna could only remain silent, not answering because it seemed useless.

Finley's luxurious four-wheeler entered the main gate. Earlier, the man seemed to be silent with his flat face, making the atmosphere inside the car seem stiff. The moment the car door opened, Finley stepped out first, leaving Anna alone.

She was forced to enter accompanied only by Lexi and Finley's other men. Anna felt her body tremble as she followed Lexi's lead, entering the magnificent mansion that was now her new home, or rather, the place where she was imprisoned. Every detail of the building was beautiful, yet eerie. The tall, marble walls reflected her small, fragile image next to Lexi's statuesque figure with a cold stare.

Now she was in a room that was supposed to witness love and happiness but felt like a prison that locked her in fear. She chose to sit on the edge of the bed because she didn't know what to do.

The door to the room opened with a bang and Finley's figure appeared. His eyes blazed with painful anger and hatred. Anna felt her heart racing as Finley approached, his footsteps making a sound that echoed in her heart.

"Anna!" Finley shouted, his voice echoing in the room, breaking the silence. "What are you doing here? Who told you to sit still like this? Remember. You're not the queen here."

Without warning, he grabbed Anna's hair, pulling it up until Anna's head shot up, making her scream quite loudly in surprise and agonizing pain.

"I'm sorry, Finley. I was just resting for a while because I don't know what to do now," she replied with tears starting to run down her cheeks. "I don't..."

"Shut up!" snapped Finley cutting Anna off quickly, his voice filled with anger and power.

Finley slammed his hand down roughly, causing Anna to immediately fall over, collapsing to the floor and staring at Finley with fearful eyes.

"You're here to be a servant and also serve whatever I want, not to brood like a useless person like this!" Finley's words sounded so painful.

Anna felt like her soul was broken. The physical pain was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. She knew, underneath all this anger, there was something deeper that hurt Finley. Memories of the past.

"You should know your place!" Finley continued, standing in front of Anna's body that was still sitting on the floor, his shadow covering the bright lights. "Tonight, we will do it according to my wishes. There's no reason to resist." Finley said as he took off the suit he was wearing.

Anna shook her head and looked at him sorrowfully, even though she knew the hope of resisting no longer existed. "What do you mean Mr. Finley?" asked Anna with a frightened face.

"Didn't I tell you? There's no reason to refuse. Now that you are my wife, I should give you something precious," Finley replied with a smirk and a very scary look. This time, he prepared to unbutton the shirt he was wearing one by one.

Anna shook her head while trying to back away from Finley.

Finley quickly pulled Anna's legs and made the woman roll on the floor. Finley immediately pulled down his pants and left his panties covering his sensitive parts that looked large, although not yet fully visible.

Anna did not stay still, she again tried to move away. However, Finley immediately buried his face on top of Anna's neck, making her unable to move.

"Sir, please don't do this!" pleaded Anna audibly.

Hearing that made Finley raise his head and then raise both eyebrows. "Don't do it?" he asked with a face full of confusion.

"I-I beg you, sir," she replied.

"Anna... Anna. Have you forgotten that you are now my wife? So, I am free to do anything to you and there is no reason why you should refuse," he said with a cold face and a faint, but very sinister smile.

"But, Master..."

Finley immediately silenced Anna with a kiss. He forced his tongue inside Anna's mouth one by one.

Without waiting for long, Finley immediately tore the dress that Anna was still wearing open and exposed the cloth covering Anna's chest. Finley gets more violent, he again rips the dress to shapelessness. Then, he forcibly pulled down her panties and unfastened her bra. Likewise, he undid another quickie that covered his big guns that kept throbbing to be indulged.

"No, Master! I beg you. Don't do this!" pleaded Anna tearfully while shaking her head.

Finley seemed to be deaf. He did not care about Anna's request and aimed his intimate parts at Anna's sensitive property.

With one rough stroke, he forced his way in without any foreplay and managed to make Anna scream out loud.

And at that moment, Anna knew this night would be the beginning of many dark nights she would have to face. A night that was supposed to symbolize love and commitment, transformed into darkness and fear. With her heart broken, she could only wait for what would come next.

Finley closed her eyes for a moment, feeling a different kind of pleasure than usual that she did not get from the woman she had slept with. Finley began to move back and forth with a very slow start. He didn't care at all about the pain Anna was feeling.

He sighed. "This is so good, Anna," he said still with his eyes closed.

"Sir, stop. It hurts like hell," Anna pleaded with a grimace while firmly gripping Finley's arm.

"It's delicious, Anna. It's so good. I love it," Finley replied with a moan of pleasure on his face.

Finley began to speed up his movements, even very fast, making Anna cry out even more. Anna felt unbearable pain and felt like she was going to pass out. Not only did Finley inflict pain on Anna's sensitive parts, but he also bit and placed several kiss marks on Anna's chest. For a long time, He moved his body over Anna's body, not caring about the pain and tears of the woman who had become his wife.

He almost reached the top, but suddenly Finley stopped his movements and quickly turned over Anna's body which was already limp because this was Anna's first time doing it. He glanced at the considerable bloodstains from Anna's bottom but didn't seem to care. Finley again inserted his intimate parts into Anna's sensitive parts. Anna's cries of pain made Finley smile with satisfaction.

Finley's fast and lustful movements were quick, while Anna had no energy to even scream. Her vision darkened, the pain was overwhelming. Anna fell unconscious and Finley could feel it. However, he didn't care and continued to move his body faster and faster to reach his climax.