PROLOGUE
Darkness.
It was all she could see with her blind eyes.
The dark aura.
It was his.
Deathly and Black.
She curled herself trying to prevent his eyes from a hawk into her soul and body.
" Cupcake. ” A shiver runs down her spine and she visibly flinches. His mere whisper could shake her up to the core and that made his heart expand in amusement and pride. ” From now on. The hide-and-seek game is over. ” It was a husky voice sending chills to her stomach. Her dress took full fist off the dress keeping her head low. As if she could see what his eyes hold.
Desire.
Hate.
Victory.
" You’re mine, now. ” He laughed maniacally before leaning closer. ” As if you were not before but this time you can’t deny the fact. ” He grabs her jaw between his psychotic laughs.
“Let’s see if you can resist me now. ” His cold fingers brushed her pale cheeks, where tears rolled down. ” Say, where you belong. Cupcake. I’m dying to hear you. ” It was an order and she could hear the hidden threat beneath his cold and rough tone.
" SAY IT. ” She flinched under his grip and a new set of tears rolled down from her chin to his hand which was clasping her in a death grip.
" I bel-ongs to y-ou. ” She said, between her hiccups. The grip tightened and a hiss left her mouth after a painful sob.
" I didn’t hear you. Say loudly. Who’s your husband? ” He barked at her face.
" YOU. ” She said loudly, it was a painful truth.
" Where do you belong? ” He demanded.
" YOU. ” She said with the same pace of volume.
" Who? ” He squeezed her mouth brutally.
" ADNAN. ” She screamed out his name and he smirked, already excited by her series of screams of his name.
" And who’s Eden? ” He asked with bloodshot eyes.
" He’s my past. ” A sob left her mouth and shut her eyes, crying her heart out.
" And who I’m ” He sniffs her scent and brings her face close. Her lips trembled and sobbed out, a part of helpless crack into her heart when she whispered.
" My future. ” She was breathing, merely feeling his hot breaths hitting her face.
" And? ” It was a raspy and cold voice dripping with desire and needs.
" My Husband. ”
