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Hi. I'm empty
She looks into his eyes with extreme fear and nods in obedience.
"yes, understood"
She walks over to the table as she picks up the tray which was full of left over dinner she made for him. He is done eating it, and she walks towards the kitchen and put it in the sink and start cleaning the dishes, as tears fall off her beautiful big brown eyes.
He goes into the restroom and changes into his night clothes. He comes out and finds her in the kitchen, cleaning the dishes.
"Who said you can go to the kitchen?"
He looks at her angrily as he stands there behind her.
She quickly turns around as she hears his deep voice filled with such unnecessary anger. She stutters a bit.
"w-well I can't let the leftover dinner dishes of yours in the bedroom, i had to bring them here to clean them"
Of course you are honey, keep it up. She is wearing such an adorable little pink nightie dress, how can you stay angry at such a site. If i were her husband, probably be her wife but whatever, I would've treated her best out of all. She sees him towering over her 5'1 frame. He is shamelessly wearing only wearing his grey boxers, His huge and sexy muscular body on display.
"Don't move without my orders"
He grabs her hair from the back of the head and pulls her towards him, making her look up at his tall figure.
"How dare you not listen to me and do as you please? I already warned you once, and here you are crossing lines again, you're such an idiot"
He looks down at her short pink nightie, and raises an eyebrow at her.
"You're asking for trouble wearing this"
"STOPP"
She whines and yell loudly, and look up at him as her hair is being pulled by his big strong hands
"I-I'M SORRY i just wanted the room to be cleaner and it just pains me seeing dirty dishes and a room, I NEED TO CLEAN, AND you always tell me to wear a tiny silk dress for nighttime"
"Stupid girl, I said you're not allowed to clean anything when I'm around. You're supposed to listen to me and stay still, not go do chores"
He playfully slaps her face lightly and shakes her as his calloused hands envelops her shoulders so easily.
"How dumb are you? What do you think you're doing? Wearing such short dresses around the house? Do you want someone else to see you like this? You don't know what's going on in your own house"
She winces slightly and flinches as he raises his hand at her.
"what do you mean?? whats going on around the house?
She gulps nervously as she asks that.
"W-WELL I ONLY WEAR SHORT SILK DRESSES AT NIGHT WHEN ONLY YOU ARE AT HOME"
"You're being naive."
He grabs her chin and forces her to look into his eyes, his expression looks soo scary. His deep grey eyes feels heavy.
"I hired a maid and a guard a few days ago behind your back. Do you know why?"
"why?". Duh why would you ask why, obviously to keep an eye on you.
"So that they can keep an eye on you when I'm not home"
His grip on her chin tightens, almost hurting her soft skin.
"It's true that I told you to wear short silk dresses at night, but I didn't tell you to go running around cleaning the house. You should stay still on the bed and be waiting for me like a good little doll, got that? You think this is a joke?".
"g-got that".
"Good doll".
He lets go of her chin after a moment. He then looks at her up and down once again, inspecting her thoroughly and analyzing her curvy petite body in the night dress.
"Come with me upstairs to the room now"
She walks before him and starts running upstairs. She opens the door to the bedroom, and quickly jumps and plop on the huge bed. Her legs are partly but wide open as she is sat on the bed, and her arms are between her legs resting on the bed.
"IMM in the bedroom now"
He walks behind her slowly, following her to the bedroom. He sees her sit on the bed with her legs open and then walk over to the bed, towering over you as he looks down at you.
"You really are like a doll, just a pretty little doll with no brain, huh?"
He sits down next to her beside the bed.
She smiles bashfully and crawls towards his lap and sit on it, straddling him and wrapping her arms around his neck, and looking up at him with her sparkling brown eyes.
"I doo HAVE A BRAIN, I LITERALLY GO TO UNI NOW, because you've been paying for it"
"Uh-huh, you have a brain, and it's tiny and empty"
He mocks her and makes fun of her. He grabs her waist and pulls her closer on his lap.
"You really think I'm giving you this luxurious lifestyle, this house and all, and just paying for your college out of the kindness of my heart, don't you?"
"what do you mean??"
She asks him with a confused expression on her face.
"You really want to know why, doll?"
He pulls her even closer towards him, making her body press against his chest
"Listen very carefully, I'm going to tell you a secret"
"mhm I'm listening". She says as she nuzzles against his muscular chest.
"This might be a shock for your slow brain, but I bought you from your dad"
He looks straight into her eyes as he tells her that, to see her reaction obviously.
"you bought me? BUT we had a wedding, and, my ring loook you gave me it"
She shows her little ring finger, with her gorgeous wedding ring on it, its a pretty pink diamond.
"Silly doll, that's the point. I had to take you off the market with a fake wedding"
He grabbed her left hand and pulled it closer to look at the ring on her ring finger.
"I had to look like a respectable man and take you off the market with a fake wedding, and a ring with a pink diamond to fit your adorable doll-like character. I had to make it look like a normal wedding to the outside world"
Great he just ruined the mood. She pouts immediately and her puffy lips start quivering she tries to hold in her tears so she won't piss him off, but imagine finding out your marriage was just a deal even if it was an arranged marriage. Stupid her. But like when is marriage never a deal between two men, your father and your husband, between both of them you are just a burden being pushed around. As soon as you are of age, your parents pass the burden aka you to another man to take care of it and be his problem.
She pulls her hands away from his neck and she hugs herself as she is still sat on his lap sideways, her legs straight across his lap.
"bought me of the market? My daddy put some price on me? why'd he ever, AND YOU, YOU LIAR, I DONT WANT THIS RING ANYMORE"
She takes off her ring and put it on his large palms and she crawls off of his lap and lay on the bed on her stomach and cry softly onto the sheets, staining them with her sweet tears.
He grabs the ring and puts it away
"Oh stop crying, this is the reality, you think you live in a fairy tale or something? How did you think you ended up here married to a stranger?"
He gets up and looms over her on the bed.
"How naive of you to believe in your daddy that he would take care of you forever? He couldn't even feed you or pay for your education, he couldn't even take care of you, do you realize that?"
Her voice is muffled as she speaks between her sobs.
"but he was the only man in my life i was suppose to trust into taking care of me, and now I'm married to you, I don't feel safe anymore, ITS HARDER ON ME DON'T YOU THINK? As a woman stuck with some man who you don't even know well, just who am i suppose to trust being with"
"Poor girl, life is so hard on you, getting stuck with some strange man and not being protected by your father"
He mocks her and rolls his eyes sarcastically
"Get used to it, because I'm the one who's going to take care of you. I'm the one you're going to trust from now on, get that in that empty head of yours"
"you will continue to protect me and provide for me, now will you?"
She gets up from the laying position and she sits on the bed, looking into his dark deep grey eyes with her big brown doe like eyes.
"Of course I'll continue to provide for you, I spent a good amount to buy you, do you think I'm not going to take care of my possession now?"
He sits down next to her on the bed. He moves closer to you and grabs her soft jaw, making her look into his eyes
"But don't expect me to be like your father. I won't be sweet and easy going"
"possession? IM YOUR WIFE"
She crosses her arms and looks at him.
"you won't be sweet and nice to me?"
"Same thing"
He grabs her arms and uncrosses them, throwing them down and pulling her body towards him.
"Did I seem sweet to you? Have I been generous to you and easy going with you until now?"
"UMMM welll you have, you take me out to shopping, and and you let me come in the surgery room where you do the bla brain surgeries, I passed out so bad, HOW CAN YOU LOOK INTO IT"
She giggles a bit. Agh why are you so oblivious, why do you take his small gestures as an act of kindness and so much more.
He lets out a small scoffing laugh as he hears her answer
"You're such a dumb doll. I just brought you shopping to get rid of you for a while, and I just let you in the operation room because I wanted to have some fun scaring you."
He grabs her chin and squeezes softly
"Everything I've done for you is just for my own entertainment, not because I care"
She just blinks and looks into his eyes with a confused expression. She thinks he is lying when he says that. She lets out a small yawn.
"Look at you, you're so adorable when you're being agh whatever this is"
He grabs her head and pulls her even closer to rest on his chest, he wraps his arms around her protectively
She shakes her head and bring your strong big hands away from my chin
"nu uh, YOU DO CARE"
He purses his lips and stares down at her.
"Oh yeah? Am I not making it clear enough to you that I don't care? Does your tiny brain not understand what I'm saying?"
He grabs her and lays her down on the bed.
"I'm not the sweet guy who's going to tell you sweet lies, you know that right? Don't expect sweet and romantic dreams, you're living a hard reality, you need to get used to it"
She looks up at him and rolls her eyes.
"I hate romance either way, its way too icky and cringe, im okay with whatever is now"
He lays down beside her and places a hand on her stomach, he chuckles at her words.
"You hate romance? Of course you do, you prefer a cold and strict man who scares you and makes you cry, isn't that right? The little doll just wants some tough love, right?"
She holds his hand keep it away from herself, and she turns to the other side and closing her eyes slowly to fall asleep.
"yes she does and don't touch me, it irks me"
He doesn't listen and keeps on rubbing her torso. She looks into his eyes.
"why're you rubbing my tummy?"
He looks down at her and stops rubbing her stomach for a moment as he locks eyes with her.
"It's my way of relaxing and feeling close to you, is that not allowed?"
He starts rubbing her stomach again, feeling the soft skin of it to comfort himself
She shakes her head and lays herself even more near to him
"N-NO, IT IS ALLOWED. I have a question. B
efore my retarded fat daddy selling me to you for marriage, you were already divorced man, 5 times for that matter, why did you had 5 divorces in the past before me? Makes you look like a whore with mental issues"
He lets out a condescending laugh when she ask the question
"Why do you think people get divorced, doll? Do you think I'm a perfect gentleman and easy to live with?"
He runs a hand through her hair as he still holds her close to his chest.
"Are you ever going to throw me away too?"
She asks nervously. I mean check this, her parents abandoned her, she is the oldest sibling out of her 3 other siblings they are way younger than her and are probably in elementary school. She has no one else to depend on. But come on, its 2024, why would you depend on anyone to live? especially on a man and with that past of his.
He starts laughing. His laugh is addictive, its deep and buttery, it goes deep in your stomach and it just tickles your insides. He grabs her waist and pulls her up on to his pelvis, forcing her to sit on top of him on the bed.
"No, I'm not going to throw you away, ever"
His hands move to hold her thighs as he looks up at he lovingly. He looks so different when he's being sweet, his facial expression is actually gentle, and not the usual stern look he always gives her for no reason.
She cries a bit and rants.
"WHY NOT, JUST GET TIRED OF ME, MAKE IT FAST, ITS TIRING TO LIVE WITH ANOTHER PERSON IN THE SAME HOUSE, I ALWAYS wished to live alone"
He looks up at her as she rants and whines while sitting on top of him, he rubs her thighs softly but firmly as he speaks.
"Why are you crying? Why do you want me to divorce you so much? Don’t you want to stay here in this house and have all your needs taken care of? I don't understand you"
"You will never understand me"
Of course you will never understand her. She doesn't understand herself at the first. She doesn't know anything or want to live for or thrive for outside this marriage. Are you really going to be happy with such a boring and forceful life. She is obsessed with being numb, but this numbness of her towards everything infront of her will get her in deep trouble.
She wipes her tears, and gets off of him and sleeps next to him holding his muscular arm and resting her head on it like its some pillow of hers. Which it is.
He watches as her dry your tears and roll to the other side of the bed and lie down, her back facing him.
"Right, I won't"