Chapter 22
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Yes the bed was broken I was sore and my mind seemed no to register what happened for the last two days.
He really did fuck my brains out.
I didn't say anything back I just looked at the beautifully hanging chandelier with a blank mind.
"You will not ignore me Aviva you are my wife now you should know better than to disrespect me" he said holding my jaw while his lips were a hair width away from mine.
I couldn't nod because he was holding my jaw too tight that it would bruise for the next hours to come.
"Yes" I whispered.
"Good" he said harshly kissing me bitting down my lower lip too hard that I even tasted the metallic taste.
My own blood.
I couldn't even scream.
He removed his hand away from my jaw wiping the blood that stuck on his lip heading to the bathroom.
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"If you are done let go." He said taking my hand with his.
He wasn't harsh with me.
His words were soft as he gave me a look that I couldn't read because well I am horrible at reading emotions.
Was he concerned about me.
Did he care.
It was midday the sun was shining so bright up but it was still a little bit windy.
The weather here was a a pain sometimes.
The pink shades that I wore helped to hide my red sore eyes.
I was sure that my hair looked like a cat and a mouse did a race in it.
When he finished talking to the receptionist he took my hand joining fingers with his as we walked to the crowd outside.
Atleast he still remembered to hold my hand in the crowd like that because I would have broken down.
Literally.
"Mendez We saw you at the gala yesterday and you gave us a good show with your new mystery girl. There is only one question which is bugging us right now.
The question is who is she can you tell us anything about your relationship? " One lady with a microphone asked trying to push the people who were Infront of her just for Jonas to speak.
"She my girlfriend soon to be fiancé" he said leaving his answer short and understandable.
We were still standing in the crown that made my stomach do flips in every direction.
The same buff men dressed in black suits came leading the way to the car.
He did what I asked him to do.
He said it to the world.
It was what I wanted but the life I was going to live wasn't what I wanted at all.
There was no way of escaping now.
I broke the words that jinelle told me the day I told her that I would be coming to live with Mr Mendez.
I broke the words I told my mom that between me and Jonas will be strictly business.
Most of all I made a plan of an angry ex and psycho fail and I was ready for the consequences that came with what I did.
Abelardo didn't know anything about what Maeve and Greg were planning to do to him on that day.
I preferred it to be kept that way.
Aviva~~~
When we got back home that day Saria and Ellanor made sure I spilled all the details right in place.
They made me a talking machine.
Even though I told them everything there was one one thing I couldn't bring myself to tell.
It was that ex and liar friend of Saria's.
That was to remain hidden until it couldn't be hidden anymore.
I wanted to see their next move because I knew that the battle wasn't ending right there.
They were to pull another move soon or later because according to what I heard last time Maeve was a master mind so I had to be five steps ahead of their wicked plans.
They were silencing the storm.
That felt like it was so natural because I felt that their next move would be an explosion to the spot.
Ellanor and Saria were shocked that I slept with Jonas.
If they called that shocking they were about to lose their mind with the news that will spread about me being his so called 'fiancé '
Today was a free day.
No work but I couldn't help to wake up in the middle of the night with the same nightmare that was eating me alive.
Everyday it was swallowing me.
Before I could step in the shower I stopped at the small cupboard that was filled with toiletries.
I took the needed ones being careful with the blade that I saw and stepped in the shower.
You could think I was crazy showering at three thirty in the morning but I couldn't help it because I was full of sweat and only a shower would calm my furiously beating heart.
Half an hour I was done with everything including shaving and scrubbing my body twice before going to washing my afro hair that stuck on me after I finished.
Having hair as hard as mine you could even say prayers everytime that a comb passed through it.
I walked out of the shower and switched on the lights in my room only to find Abelardo sitting on my bed typing on his phone.
What was he doing in my room.
When did he even enter my room and why was he here at this time of the night.
When he heard me he immediately rose his head making eye contact with me.
His eyes held something different each day after last year when I forced him to marry me.
I tried to avoid him in each way possible by staying far away from where he was and trying to stay hidden everytime that he came at home.
