Chapter 8

• ARTEMISIA
• I was alone again when Julie left to take care of some stuff.
• Although she didn't tell me what it was, I guessed it was about boys.
• I had noticed she was staring at one of the guests in a somewhat sexy way and she had excused herself to go attend to him.
• I gagged as I imagined what they could be doing right now.
• Sighing whilst shaking my head to clear the thoughts of Julie and her maybe newfound sexual partner out of my mind, I sat on the chair quietly whilst observing my surroundings for the first time.
• The decoration had been done in my favourite colour which was lavender.
• Even though I was a girly girl, I wasn't quite interested in the colour pink.
• Rather, I found it overly revolting. At first, it didn't disgust me, until people began to think I was an airhead due to the colour I chose to wear often. Also, the colour of my hair might have contributed to it.
• I let in a deep breath as the cool wind caressed my face. I wonder if my parents had gone through my diary because having my wedding reception on a beach had been my dream.
• I had imagined a fairy tale wedding and a charming prince.
• I had gotten the wedding but a not so charming prince.
• "Congratulations."
• I smiled back at a brunette with ebony skin.
• I nodded at another and glanced away.
• I wonder when it would end.
• I was already tired of getting congratulations on what I didn't sign up for.
• I wish I could escape or maybe vanish into thin air.
• I giggled at the thought. That might be possible if I was a witch and I had seen it only in movies. So, it meant I wouldn't be vanishing anytime soon.
• Sooner or later, I knew I needed to face it. To accept that I was married, whether it was against my wish or not.
• The place was packed as it was in the cathedral and I saw several of the guests still swaying to the slow music that had been playing.
• My mind drifted to my new husband whom I had come to realise was the freaking Sinclair Steele I would be getting an interview with tomorrow.
• The near kiss he and I had shared kept on playing in my head over again and I doubted if I would ever forget it.
• My skin still tingled where he had touched me, and I couldn't erase the feelings of what would happen later tonight in the bedroom away from my mind.
• "Sin!" A shapely beauty with dark hair yelled.
• Another curvaceous woman. I sighed, shaking my head.
• She sauntered to where he was, and she embraced him.
• My heartbeat faltered as I watched him squeezed her, and pecked her both cheeks.
• He had done it for the other woman back then and I shouldn't be bothered with it because our marriage wasn't real to me.
• However, my hands tightened into a fist as I glanced at the bimbo, who was now gripping his hand.
• Sin's eyes trailed to mine, he lifted his brow whilst staring at me.
• His lips curved into an amusing smile, and I found myself blushing.
• I suspected he was doing it on purpose. I believe he wanted to get me jealous because he had been interacting with other women aside from me.
• A tipsy blond with coffee brown eyes who looked a bit younger than Sin slammed into him.
• Sin's eyes darkened as he stared at the blond who had a nonsensical grin on his round face.
• From where I sat, I heard his low growl and I flinched as he gripped the boy by his shirt whilst stalking away with him.
• Even if he had pretended as if he didn't notice me, I was glad the bimbo's hands were not on him anymore.
• Her blue eyes locked on mine, and it glinted. She sneered and bared her teeth at me.
• Briefly, I could make out a gleaming sharp canine as I glanced at her.
• Shrugging, I let my eyes wander away from hers and let out a sigh as I spotted Sin again.
• He stalked towards me, tugging me out of the white plastic chair and into the sleek car that was waiting to take us to wherever he had in mind.
• ★★★★
• "Where are we going?" I murmured, glancing at the empty street as the chauffeur sped by.
• I hadn't seen a building since we entered the road, except for tall trees, shrubs as well as crows that flew around. Even fogs.
• I shouldn't be seeing fog since it wasn't the time of the year for it. But, I couldn't help but feel something was off with the way it gathered around.
• It was a wonder the chauffeur could still see the road despite being covered.
• I knew if I was the one, it was possible I would have rammed into a tree or maybe someone, by chance.
• "I thought seeing crows and fog at the same time means something bad is about to happen?" I blurted gazing at the first building I noticed in awe.
• It wasn't like the one I was used to. It looked as if it had been here for a long time because it was covered with climbers.
• Despite how cold the exterior was, it intrigued me.
• Momentarily, I noticed his gaze from the corner of my eyes. But, he didn't say anything.
• Rather, he accelerated the car.
• My eyes widened, and I grasped the seat to stop myself from flying out of the windshield.
• "I know you don't like me, but will you f*cking slow down!" I yelled.
• My heart palpitated, and I imagined how today might be the end for me if a truck rammed into us at the speed at which he was going.
• "Do you have a death wish?" I asked again as I received no response.
• Impulsively, I smacked his hand from the steering and clasped it. The car drifted along the highway, and I let out a loud shriek as I attempted to control it in the position I was in.
• "Do you have a death wish?" It was Sin's turn to yell, and he shoved my hands off from the steering.
• "Perhaps, you do by the rate at which you were speeding," I retorted, scowling.
• Hopefully, the car had come to a halt and Ace stepped out of it as he turned off the ignition.
• "I was in control okay?" He said, shoving his hands into his hair.
• He walked away from me, and for the first time, I glanced at where I was.
• My mouth opened agape when I gaze at the structure. "Where are we?" I stuttered.
• "Where does it look like?" He questioned back.
• "You know, you don't answer a question with another question."
• Sin shrugged and walked to the back of his car, gripped his duffel and slung it across his shoulder whilst walking towards the house.
• "Where is my bag?"
• "It's inside the car." He said, smirking. "Pick it for yourself, I'm not your maid."
• I stared at him for a while and saw he wasn't joking.
• "Are you coming in or would you prefer to freeze outside?" He asked as he stopped at the doorstep.
• "Why do you care if I freeze or not?" I inquired as I lifted the handles of each luggage.
• I didn't remember them being heavy like this and I wonder if someone had added something to It.
• "My bad!" He exclaimed.
• "I don't care about you. I only don't want people to think that I killed my new bride." He added, chuckling.
• "Besides," He paused. A slight frown appeared on his face as he gazed around. "I should warn you too. There are a lot of rumours about strange beings looking for whom to devour that walk during the day."
• "That isn't funny," I yelled, whilst glancing around with wide eyes.
• Sin shrugged and entered the house. "I don't intend to make it funny."
• I yelped, lurching as I heard a rustling sound in the overgrown lawn beside me. I dragged the luggage with all my might and scurried into the house.
• Inside the house, it even looked more sophisticated than I had imagined, but what would I expect from a billionaire? I questioned myself.
• Despite the sophisticated look, there was a cold vibe I got and it wasn't only from the building, but from Sin himself.
• "Hey."
• I lurched for the second time today at the sound of his voice. "Will you quit trying to scare me?"
• His eyes glinted as he stared at me. His hand went to the scruff on his chin and he stroked whilst he continued to assess me.
• I wrapped my arms around myself as I felt his eyes undressed me. Slowly, he moved towards me and for a moment, I thought he was going to come near where I was at the door.
• But he halted. A growl escaped from his lips, and his eyes flashed that weird gold it had earlier at the cathedral.
• "Mine." He sneered.
• I yelled as he tugged me into his strong arm abruptly. He sniffed the air, then my skin.
• "Your scent is so intoxicating." He murmured, then shifted the strap of my gown aside. "And your eyes, the finest I've ever seen."
• He lifted my chin and trailed his finger along my jawline. His fingers moved closer to the tiny cleavage I had and he dipped his thumb into it.
• "W-what are you doing?" I stuttered, attempting to shove him.
• "Claim you." He stated, then he dipped his head to the side of my neck.
• My sense evaded me at the feeling of his lips on the soft spot before my collarbone. I moaned as he licked and suckled on the flesh.
• "No," I said hastily as his lips began seeking for the tiny buds of my breast.
• "I don't want this," I murmured, shoving him again.
• Still, he didn't yield. Instead, he clasped my hands together and lifted them above my head. "You are my wife!"
• "I have the freedom to say what I want as well." I asserted, attempting to wriggle out of his clutch.
• His eyes blazed as he glared at me. Slowly, he released his grip and stepped away from me.