I walked towards her and looked at her dead in the eyes. Those eyes that always lied to me but I believed in them. The one, from whom I left the world- even Sophie but she betrayed me. By looking at her all the agonizing pain inside me dwells up but I won’t tolerate it if she does anything to Sophie.
"If you did anything to her. I'll show you your worst nightmare. I'll give you a life worse than death if a scratch appears on her delicate skin because of you. I will lose myself and the enmity between us will begin where a painful life lies ahead for you. So watch it whatever you're gonna do might become a step towards hell." I threatened as she began to cry and left terrified. She knows that I am not lying if she did anything, she'll pay.
After she left Tyler trailed off, "Wow, man, You're just..." I smirked and also turned to leave,
"By the way, what you said about your feelings for Sophie, was it true?" He asked intrigued. A smile came to my lips as I replied to him honestly, "It is." I walked out of his home with him cheering from behind,
"I know you love her!"
..Love.. I don't know about it but you are my treasure Sophie...
It midnight and I am standing in the garden of Aunt's place as I called Sophie,
"Hello?" Her sleepy voice came and a smile crept upon my lips.
"Hey, are you sleeping?" I asked.
"No. I am dancing... Of course, I am sleeping." She groaned as I laughed a little.
"Okay.. Sophie."
"Hmm?" Her humming sound is so sweet.
"Come to the garden. I am waiting for you." I said as she was shocked.
"What?! Why?" She almost shouted but then lowered her voice. “Dumbass, what are you doing there?”
"Come, then I'll tell you." I said as I cut the call. I stood there waiting for her as she came out.
"Idiot! What are you doing here? What if mother sees you?!" She whispered-yelled at me but I smiled in return. She doesn’t know what her importance is in my life. Looking at her calms my heart. It gave me immense tranquility.
"That house doesn't feel like home when you are not there. There's scary silence everywhere." I said looking away sadly. She held my hand and passed me an assuring smile.
"Just wait for a few days. Mother’s anger will cool down. No need to miss me too much.” She said softly. “I hope so.” I breathe out, passing her a faint smile. “By the way, tell me, what brings you here at this hour?" She asked letting go of my hand. It feels cold without her warmth. I want to hold her hands forever. Stop thinking like that damn it!
"I was missing you." I replied with a smirk.
"Yeah, and if mother saw you she'll suck all this loneliness."She smirked back as we laughed a little.
"Hey, we are married, why will she stop me from meeting you?"
"Because she is my mother." She said .
"Is this some kind of forbidden relation that I can't meet you and we have to meet in the shadows." I joked.
"Seems like it." She giggled. “I like the way it sounds.” I mumbled to which she giggled again.
"By the way, the reason for me coming here is this." I said showing our contract papers to her.
"Isn't this our marriage contract papers?" She asked, tilting her head in confusion. I just gave her a nod.
"First, I'll accept you as my wife." I said as I handed her the papers.
"What are you doing?" She asked utterly bewildered. I gave her a lighter and said, "Burn them." I said deadpanned- too much to her astonishment.
"Come on do it." I then smiled. Her jaw dropped, she looked at me as if I had said something wrong. I cleared my throat and repeat her exact words,
"Now that you have made this marriage nothing but a mere contract. Let me tell you one thing, Mr Christian Elvis; This marriage will be toxic for both of us."
"And I have told you this already..." I walked closer and held her hand in mine and lit the papers on fire as I stare in her mystifying orbs,
"I will suck this poison out from your very soul."
She looked at me in disbelief as I smirked and took a step back looking at her as she watched the papers burn and I watch her looking at the papers burning to ashes.
She opened her mouth but couldn't find any words to speak. I walked closer, maybe too close, I can even feel her heart beating fast. She was about to take a step back but I held her close, her lower body touched mine as I felt her shiver giving an eerie satisfaction, my smirk not leaving me as I spoke up huskily,
"Now, you are my wife, Sophie Elvis. Not a toy. Not a thing. Just My wife. Sophie Elvis" Then I moved to her neck and whispered, "..That leaves love now..." She stiffed for a second as I can feel her quivering. I leaned in and was about to kiss her but decided not to, I still remember what happened last time when I did that. She closed her eyes, she was overwhelmed to do anything. I felt her breath making my heart skip a beat making me breathless. Our lips brush as my blood hummed for the cravenness I am feeling.
"You are not a toy. You are you. A free human being." I said firmly. And with so much difficulty, I controlled myself I held the urge to kiss her inside me. I don't want to get away from her, her presence gave me solace. Just in a few moments, I realized her importance in my life. I was a severely ill person and she is my cure. I need liberation, I need her.
Gulping hard, my grip on her back tightened as I tried my best to get a hold of myself and not to lose myself in desires. But, the allure I felt for her is too much. My other hand moved from her shoulder to her hand as my fingers intertwined with hers, a deep satisfaction filled me when I felt her hand in mine, as if all paradise is on my side. I love how perfectly her hand fits in mine as if it is made for me.
We both began to pant as we stood under the moonlight, it aroused our desires even more. The seduction of night evoke yearnings in me too. The temptation to feel her lips upon mine made my body shudder. Being enticed by her fascinating eyes, I bore in them as if nothing existed around me. Her lowered gaze, flushed. Her being neither filled with hate nor disgust, just shyness with a faint smile that made me feel a blissful feeling.
We were so close to feel each other's lips but something held both of us as we froze. As if our heart met but our bodies can't. My soul touched hers but my lips can't. We both continued to glisten under the moonlight, panting heavily even though we haven't done anything.
Maybe I was waiting patiently for a signal which can allow me to indulge myself in her deep pools of innocence and she gave me a signal by calling my name,
"Christian.." Her voice came out like a whisper which is like a melody to me. Whenever she calls my name, it gives chills to my bones and evokes endearment in me. My grip tightened on her hand too. Inhaling deeply her addictive scent, I kissed her slowly yet passionately. This time, even she kissed me back. For the first time, she kissed me back with her consent. A feeling of contentment filled me as I was filled with great euphoria. She also moved her lips upon mine, Our lips moved in sync. Our heart feels connected. It feels like there's nothing but her for me and me for her. The feeling of adoration emerges from both of us. A feeling of elation gushed through me when I felt her sweet intoxicating lips upon mine. A long lost thirst of mine was quenched. My heart skipped a beat in rhythm to hers as the breeze danced in accordance to raise our enticement.
The kiss was brief but filled with pure emotions. After the divine kiss of ours as husband and wife. We pulled away. She lowered her gaze shyly. I swear, She is driving me insane with this demeanor of hers. I held her chin and made her to look at me and smiled,
"You will come back home. I will take you back with me." I promised. As she gave me a nod and got away even though it was unfavoured to me but still. She turned and spoke in a faint tone,
"Christian, You have accepted me as your wife. That's enough for me. You don't have to force yourself to love me." She said sadly and I felt my heart being torn by her words. If once, I want to give myself just a last chance.
She then looked at me and passed me a weak smile,
"Maybe I elicit this in you by myself one day." You already did.
She said as she left. For the one last time, I want to feel love, her love. Just for once, even if that moment doesn't last any longer than a brief pause, I just want to deluge myself in love. In that interlude from my insecurities, I want to fall deeper in the pits of her love. I want to embed this benediction of her presence deep into my soul. Oh my God, that girl would be that end of the world for me.