Nineteen
1005 Words
Kimberly
I watched him do all he wanted with my body. He did all kinds of stuff that I found myself disgusted.
I couldn't even look. I had my eyes closed the entire time. What I found unbelievable was the fact that I somehow found it enjoyable.
Everything he did to me was strange yet pleasant. A part of me wanted him to do it again. However, I couldn't bring myself to say it.
I mean, how could I find his touch pleasant? The man who does nothing but torture me. He doesn't even recognize me as his wife nor does he consider me his mate.
"Go freshen up," he whispered, his husky voice cold and emotionless as usual.
He had me standing the entire time as he did all he wanted with me. He stepped away and my feet touched the ground, I lost balance as my legs suddenly became wobbly.
Thankfully, he caught me before I could hit the ground. "Lesson well learnt?" He raised his brow quizzically.
I knew he did all that to me just to punish me for the training with Jonas. Therefore, I didn't wait to hear him repeat himself before nodding. "Yes."
I had learned to never go to the training field nor try to join the training.
"Now, go shower. It's dinner time."
I dragged my heavy legs towards the bathroom and closed the door behind me to make sure that he wouldn't come in after me.
I opened the shower and stayed under it, leaving the water to flow freely down my body, and rid me off the dirt.
However, despite scrubbing hard it just wouldn't go away. I was disappointed in myself for letting a monster like Kendrick get so intimate with me, yet what could I do? How could I stop him?
My heart felt so heavy with pain, I could barely breathe. I sat on the floor and hugged my knees as tears rained down my cheeks.
I missed home.
This wasn't the life I wanted for myself at twenty years old. Not in my wildest dreams did I see myself in such situation.
How did it turn out this way?
I didn't know how long it's been since I was in the shower, but my skin was covered in goosebumps. I shivered under the cold shower, yet it was the only solace I could find.
I jumped as I suddenly heard Kendrick's voice again. "Hurry up."
I prepared my mind for the life outside the bathroom door as I knew I would have to continue living with Kendrick like nothing happened.
Kendrick was outside the bathroom as I stepped out. His eyes scanned me from head to toe. He looked like he was searching for something but soon moved when he couldn't find it.
"What took you so long?" He asked, as he walked behind me.
"Nothing, I...." I gulped as I thought of what to say. I was afraid he might already have CCTV installed in the bathroom and had probably seen what went down in there. If I told a lie, I might get even more punished. "....I did a thorough scrub all over that's all."
He moved his head to the side as if checking if I did as I said, then his lips curled up into a smirk.
I wouldn't be surprised to find out that Kendrick had CCTV installed in the bathroom. He was such a jerk, he could do anything.
"Get dressed. We're eating out tonight."
My head snapped in his direction and I blinked in confusion.
I didn't understand if he realized that he just said that to me. Did he confuse me with someone else?
"Out?" I looked behind me to see where he was looking at.
I was wondering if he was probably on the phone, but he tapped my shoulder and walked out of the room.
"Don't keep me waiting."
I paced the room in confusion. I couldn't understand why he wanted us to eat out. Could this be one of his ways of torturing me? Or was he going to kill me out there?
Was that how he killed his other victims? Does he kill them after being intimate with them? Will that be my fate too?
I had several thoughts swimming in my head. I didn't know what to do.
Should I refuse to go? Maybe I should just come up with an excuse.
It sounded like a good advice at first, but after considering what might happen to me, I decided against it.
I didn't have what it took to say it to Kendrick's face that I wouldn't be going with him to the dinner.
What do I do?
I tapped my head severally for ideas on what to do, but my mind was blank. I couldn't come up with an idea on how to avoid going to the dinner date.
I was going to die anyway. If I stayed back, Kendrick would have me severely punished or probably killed for refusing to obey his order, and if I went to the dinner date with him, he would have me killed and probably buried somewhere unknown.
I heard a knock on the door and I immediately ran to the bathroom.
"Madam?" I heard Linda call from the room.
I held my chest and sighed in relief. At least it wasn't Kendrick.
I can't face him just yet. At least until I've decided on what to do.
"In here," I replied from the bathroom.
"Just checking to see if you're almost ready."
My heart raced at her words and I bit my finger as I thought of what to say.
"Almost," I lied.
"Alright ma'am. The boss said he would bring your dress himself."
What?
My eyes widened. Did she just say that Kendrick would bring a dress for me? By himself?
Kendrick would bring me a dress. He wouldn't send it through his maids or guards.
"For me?" I repeated as I stepped out of the bathroom.
"Yes ma'am."
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