Chapter 16

Chapter Sixteen

Maria pov***

It was another day in Rico’s house, and even though I had been here for days. I can never get used to it, there were guards stationed at everywhere corner of the house, and were only dismissed when Rico was around.

It was almost like they were watching a prisoner, and the fact is I am. I have always feared and fancied the word marriage, imagine what it will be like.

Well, it feels like hell, an ever-lasting torment designed for me by Rico.

Speaking for the devil, my eyes wandered around the room with caution when he entered my bedroom. This is the first time Rico came back early, it makes me wonder if I'm safe.

“You are acting like you saw the devil,” He said not looking my way, however could sense I was watching him.

“Because the devil is in my room” I pointed out and heard him snicker, he moved to where the wardrobe was and began undressing himself.

“You are wrong” he stated out of a sudden and I glared at him bemused by his words.

“Our bedroom not yours”

I scoffed at his arrogance and stood up from the bed, dropping the book in my hand. I have been in the room all day, reading because that is the only source of entertainment that I'm allowed to.

“It is cruel, but there is nothing to be done about it.

‘Thankfully, now that Rico is back his men will be out of my neck’ I thought about going out but was stopped by Rico.

“How was your day?” He asked while I stared at him irritated by his presence and words, especially with him shirtless.

I couldn't stop myself from drooling at his muscles, his abs, tattoos, and scars, I shouldn't have found it attractive, the drawing on the scars and how flawless his body is even with the marking.

It is wrong and I'm screwed in the head.

“Answer my question before you start checking me out” he called me out with so much confidence and it only added to my anger.

He isn't attractive, it is all because I'm sex-starved, that is the only reason I checked him out.

But that doesn't justify me finding his scars hot, it is fucked up.

I have never for once thought this way about Joshua, I had never seen him half naked to even find him attractive, he was just someone I was grateful for, and no matter who I tried I couldn't develop any emotions for him.

And here I am, drooling over the man who killed him. I’m just as evil as Rico, finding a man who treats me like trash attractive over the one who cares, loves, and respects me.

‘What is wrong with me?’

“Still speechless? Now, I'm scared to take off my pants because I'm scared you will force yourself on me with your looks” he poked fun at me while I bit my lips so much.

“You are so delusional, there is nothing there to stare at, just so scars and some stupid tattoo, nothing worth my time”

“Is that so” he taunted and walked closer to me. “Why do you find it so hard to accept your truth, no one is here to judge you”

‘Oh, there is. My consciousness won't let me be, and I rather die than accept that as my truth in front of you

“Or maybe you are too full of shit and that makes you think, every girl wants you”

“They do, and I know you will too. We are married, we are bound to have sex”

My heart races at the thought of, having sex with Rico, I’m not ready. I might find him attractive but sex isn't something I look forward to, but we are married like he said.

If I reject him, will he force himself on me? The thought of it made me want to puke, and I could tell Rico could see the fear in my eyes because he stopped walking to me.

“Don't think about too much, I won't force myself on you. When we have sex, it will be because you want me as bad as I do”

He wants me, he does….

“And why be scared? I'm sure you have multiple sex partners, three years was a lot of time for you to whore around and be more experienced”

Every butterfly effect that I felt in my stomach for him a moment ago went away immediately. All left was hatred and anger.

“You are right, and I will tell you something they fuck better than you will ever” I boils out my anger.

“That's perfect, I have a slut as a wife, and she is experienced what more could I wish for” he mocked while I scoffed in annoyance, wanting nothing more than ponder on him.

He knows nothing about me, yet he thinks he can judge me. That bastard, I hate and despise him.

Breathing the same air with him turns my stomach.

“Yet you married me, how does that make you feel? You finally got back the honor that you lost, I guess chasing after me for three years was worth it now, you finally regained your pride as a man”

“Don't you dare?” he threatens as he points a finger to warn me but I couldn't give a fuck, he isn't the only one with the painful words.

“Why? This is what you want, you find the girl you lost and earn your place as a man, I hope your father is finally proud of you. I might be a slut but at least I don't need to chase someone around just to prove my worth”

He charged at me, pinning me to the wall and holding my shoulders, his eyes were red and so were mine. We breathed in heavily as we stared at each other.

“I didn’t chase you to prove my worth, yes you taunted my pride but it was so easy for me to regain. But the only reason I didn’t stop looking for you was because I wanted to keep my word, that’s something you will never know about” he speaks and lets go of me, opening my wound all over and over again.

I left him, I broke my promise. I was the one who destroyed us, I betrayed him, yes I agreed to my crimes but he started it. He made me see him for who he truly is, and that is a murderer.

“You know what I hate so much about you?” I asked and he rolled his eyes about to walk away from me.

“Your promises, you always keep them, not caring how it made me feel. You could have just killed me, no one will blame you, all you just have to do……”

“I will, I already lived three years in torment. Killing you, that will be merciful, every day, every hour I couldn't stop thinking about if I had never made that decision maybe I would have you, maybe you would have stayed. I hate myself, for the first time in my eyes I regret killing someone”

“If I didn't kill for you, or try to protect you”

“Protect me” I cut in as I stared at him boggled by his proclamation. “Protecting me is letting me go, Rico not killing two people and making one's life miserable. You weren't saving me, it was your ego that you did it for”

He chuckled as he glared at me like I knew nothing or was ungrateful, I never have any reason to be thankful to him, all he does is make my life miserable.

“I was wrong, you have always been selfish and I have failed to see that,” he says picking up his shirt and walking out of the room.

I followed him, wanting to hear more even though it was fruitless. “Selfish, you will not tell me anything and claims that I'm selfish, how audacious”

He stopped on his track when he reached the living room and turned to me. “If you just open your eyes for a little moment, you will realize what I have done for you”

“Nothing, you have done nothing for me” I called out.

“Yet, the only reason why you are still alive is because I allowed it and want you. I might be the villain in your story but to me and everyone else you are just as bad as I am”

I tried to ask him to explain, but he was gone leaving me with nothing but confusion.

How? What is he talking about?