Prologue
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" I heard him banging continuously on my bedroom door. Without looking up, my eyes clouded with tears and I cried cried and cried. "Open the door damnit! For once just fucking listen to me Elizabeth. Please open the door." Hearing him pleading me my heart ached to open the barrier and let him come to embrace me and give me all the comfort I was aching to get from him. But I know I can't risk putting my heart, once again, at stake to be broken and sliced into millions of pieces. I was unable to move bit my eyes and all my senses soon screamed to just vent it all out.
And then he broke the door lock with all the force that it caused the side lamp on the side table fall and it shattered just like me. I was shocked with sudden outburst. But deep down I was more scared to face the man standing in the doorway. I felt his eyes penetrating my face searching for my eyes to meet his. I was beyond facing him and answering him. I stood still on my ground. I know he's trying to control his rage for not listening to him and opening the door. He, after few seconds, which felt like ages slowly walked towards me. My heart my stupid heart was relieved and was tensed at same time.
"Elizabeth, look at me" he spoke these words out with is gravely voice which was sounding hoarse because of the screaming he did while calling me out of the room. "Look. At. Me. Elizabeth." He spoke every word with grinding his teeth so hard. It's his way to show that slowly his losing his patience to stay calm and he's reaching his boiling point. But he took a deep and shuddering breath. Then he sighed. "Lisa." My breath caught in my throat, my lung contracted with lack of oxygen, my tears stopped. I was so numb at that time but I felt it when he said Lisa. I captured that sound of my name coming from his sinful mouth and permanently locked it in my heart. He always calls me with my pet name when he can't convince me. And it sounded like a beautiful melody to me. Seeing me being relaxed after he used my short name he repeated it but this time just a hoarse whisper near my ear with his subtle scratching my jaw in a very beautiful and enticing manner.
I didn't even realized when did I stopped breathing until he put his index finger under my chin to lift my face and stare directly at my brown eyes with his hazel green eyes. He captured me with his dominant stare. He always was the most beautiful and sinfully handsome in my eyes but today he was all vulnerable. I felt his hand shaking if to expect my outburst. He was waiting for my reaction I know. He is a very controlled man who does not show single emotion traced in this time together with him. Not a glint of emotion flicks on his handsome face or nor in his captivating hazel green eyes. This is the first time hurt mostly like guilt is written all over his devilish face and demnivour, and I am n not even a little bit sorry for his suffering at all. He deserves it this time it was more than enough. It was very hard for me not to react and not to comfort him in hug him and tell him that
But I blocked him out of my mind, my heart, for now. I was not in the state to hear him out or to think or to process whatever he wanted to tell me. I stood there all still without any emotions, feelings, like I was a mannequin, a dummy. He didn't forced neither he said anything, just kept looking at me with all his locked up emotions. I was, for a moment, hypnotized. I didn't wanted to look away from his hazel-green eyes. They were my worst nightmare and best fairy-tale. We stood there for eternity.
