Chapter 2

• Dylan’s heart was suddenly covered with guilt because of how he talked to her but yet she was smiling and telling him that she would wait for him and stay with him.
• He watched the woman who just walked into the washroom and his heartbeat increased. He had no idea why that was and what was happening to him.
• He remembered her when she was a kid and he just couldn’t believe the fact that she became a twenty-two years old young woman within a blink. She was a cute and beautiful little girl who always blushed when she saw him.
• Dylan recalled Isabella’s cuteness when she was a kid and his lips unintentionally curled upwards. He really liked her when she was a kid. Kind, beautiful, cute, and caring she was just so good with everything she had.
• Now she was married to him and in the deep inside of his heart he always liked her and his deep heart already possessed her but suddenly his heart turned cold because no matter what he’s going to the army so that means he should leave her. When he goes to the army there’s no coming back so he should just push her away from his life and the only thing that he could do was make her hate him and force her to divorce.
• Dylan let out a deep sigh and sat on the bed. He buried his face against his palm and closed his eyes. He couldn't think about anything because his mind was filled with Isabella's beauty in her wedding gown but he was furious because he wouldn't have to marry her if she didn't agree with his parents. She just agreed to the marriage and simply she just destroyed his freedom. He wanted to spend a peaceful life without responsibilities but his parents and this woman destroyed everything. Dylan looked at the washroom door and thought he would hurt this woman till she willingly leaves him. That's what he wanted and that's his freedom.
• "Why the fuck are you wearing my shirt?" Dylan's blood boiled from anger as soon as he saw Isabella who just came out of the washroom while wearing his shirt.
• "I... I didn't bring clothes with me.. so I wore this" Isabella looked at Dylan's emerald eyes and saw his fury. Is he angry because she's wearing his shirt? She questioned herself and she felt like someone was stabbing her heart with a sharp dagger. Isabella gasped and took a few steps back as Dylan stood up and strode towards her. She clutched the hem of the shirt tightly and looked at him with fear.
• "Take off," Dylan ordered her with a calm but dangerous voice. Isabella bit her bottom lip and looked at him with an innocent gaze because she didn't want to take it off.
• "I SAID FUCKING TAKE OFF MY SHIRT WOMAN. Didn't I ask you not to touch my things?" His furious voice made her tears leak from her gorgeous eyes but Dylan didn't feel anything he just watched her with disgust and an annoying face.
• "Oh, you're not listening to me? Alright, I'll do it for you" With that Dylan smirk at Isabella and tore the shirt she was wearing, and left her completely naked.
• "Please, Don't.. I'll listen to you" Isabella sobbed as she covered her body with her hands. Her cries didn't help her or didn't make Dylan stop his actions. After removing her all clothes Dylan grabbed her chin and made her look at him. He saw the hurt and pain in her beautiful blue eyes. His heart clenched but ignoring that feeling he dragged her and pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top of her because he lost his sanity as he saw her naked body with great curves and nice shape. So delicate.
• "Dylan, please stop" Isabella cried and placed both hands on Dylan's chest to push him away but she couldn't even move him.
• "Keep your dirty hands away. Don't touch me" Dirty? Is this how he treats me? I'm his wife, right? Isabella's mind filled with countless questions and she slowly removed her hands from his chest.
• "As a wife, you should please your husband" With that Dylan pressed his lips ruthlessly on hers and placed his hands on her breasts. He kissed her and squeezed her breasts like a starving animal while giving her unbearable pain.
• Isabella never thought her first kiss would be this painful. Her tears didn't stop coming out because of the pain the man she loved giving her. Suddenly Dylan stopped his actions and looked at her. Then Isabella witnessed the way his jaw clenched with anger.
• "I'm gonna give you the best honeymoon a woman could never have. You wanted to marry me and I'll give your gift tonight" With an evil smirk Dylan bent closer to her and started to kiss her body without a hint of gentleness. He just simply bit her.
• "Dylan... I'll.. I'll do it with you don't act like this" Isabella sobbed and slowly placed her hand on his head and stroked his silky hair with a smile.
• "Don't fucking touch me. You hear me?" Isabella quickly removed her hand away as he looked at her and shouted.
• "Don't you want to sleep with me? didn't you agree to marry me and destroyed my every fucking dream just because you wanted to get fucked by me?" His mockery stunned her into silence and she remembered why she agreed to marry him. It was all because she wanted to see him recover from his personality disorder.
• Without realizing what he was doing Isabella's eyes let out uncontrollable tears. She swore to herself that no matter what she won't leave him until he recovers.
• "Ahhhhh....." With a sharp pain between her legs, her eyes snapped opened and she looked at the man who was on top of her. He watched her tears and smirked heartlessly. Then with a hard and deep thrust, he started to move while giving her the most painful thing in her dream day. It was her wedding day and she married the man she loved for more than ten years.
• "Feeling great? Heh..." his voice filled with sarcasm and he was smiling evilly at her and he fastened his movements even more. Isabella was bearing the pain and she wanted something strong to depend but she wasn't lucky to touch her husband so all she could do was clutch the quilt tightly with her all strength.
• Dylan used his whole strength to hurt her and make her leave him so he can spend his life alone and the way he wanted.
• "Please... it... hurts...." He watched Isabella's tears and his heart tightened but he simply ignored it and wiped the sweat on his forehead as he flipped her and made her stay with her four limbs. He looked at the bedsheet and saw the huge red patch on it and he felt proud because he was the first man of the most gorgeous woman in the city but at the same time, his heart hurt because of his own actions.
• After a long and painful night, Isabella opened her eyes as she was greeted with sunlight, there was no one around and Dylan was nowhere to be seen. She wanted to believe that last night was just a nightmare but she couldn't believe it because of the sourness of her body and the blood patch on the bed. She slowly got up from the bed and dragged herself into the washroom. She looked at herself via the mirror and saw bite marks and hickeys-filled naked body of her. Dylan even had bit her lips too.
• "I was willing to give him my virginity and my everything but why? Why did he just treat me like this?" She spoke with an extremely low voice and smiled at the girl inside of the mirror. She knew it was her but she didn't want to believe the fact and blame Dylan for raping her on their wedding night.
• Isabella slowly took a shower and came out of the washroom while forcing herself to forget all the pain Dylan caused her yesterday. She just washed the pain away with hurtful memories of yesterday. As soon as she came out of the washroom she saw Dylan who was already wearing his suit to go to the office.
• "Dylan, did you eat? I'll make breakfast for you now." Isabella smiled and happily as she saw him. Her heart was covered with love for the man who was looking at her emotionlessly.
• "Drink it now. I don't want any other creatures to come and trouble me before I leave"