Sold to my crush

Lily’s PoV

Sitting by the window of my childroom room, my eyes were fixed on the rays of sun that shone around the familiar surrounding of my father’s house.

The days had gone by so quickly ever since the contract was signed. I dreaded it as each moment was filled with recalling and reminiscing of all the memories i had here in this house.

Memories of my childhood and my mother present. My head was aching badly from thinking so much. Tomorrow would come and my identity as well as ny whole life would change.

I had always imagined how my wedding would be ever since i was a kid. I imagined being stressed and nervous because of the wedding preparations. I imagined picking cake designes, wedding colours and decorations with my partner. Trying to make sure everything would be perfect for the D-day.

I always envisioned shopping with my mum for my wedding dress. I would try on numerous dresses and my mum would give her opinion on all of them.

We might even spend days shopping for a wedding dress until we would find the one. We would cry, tears of joy, at how perfect the dress is and for finally finding it.

I imagined a dress adorned with delicate details. The bodice fitted with intricate lace and the sleeves a transparent soft fabric that hangs off the shoulders.

The dress would have a sweetheart neckline but not too low to reveal my cleavage. Cascading down from the snatched waist, the dres would have layers flowing down creating graceful train.

The back of the dress would be low and open, revealing just a hint of skin. The gown’s design would be completed with some embellishments, like pearls or sequins that would add a touch of shimmer to the already exquisite dress.

I imagined myself wearing such a beautiful dress and feeling like a fairy princess, stepping into a magical world.

I had always imagined having a summer wedding, that way i would be able to have my wedding in a beautiful garden. I would love the garden to be transformed to be like a magical haven. Twinkling fairy lights would illuminate the lush greenery as i walk down a floral aisle. The chairs wnf tables would also be covered in beautiful flowers where my family and friends will be.

I would have soft live music and I and my beloved partner would exchange our vows beneath a canopy of intertwined vines.

Magical.

That’s what i wanted my wedding to be remembered as. But if wishes were horses beggars would ride .

The realization that none of these would ever happen hurt me deeply. The Dankworths kept their promise and handled all the preparations even down to my wedding dress which i am even yet to see, not until tomorrow.

I would see my wedding dress on the morning of my wedding. Isn’t that ridiculous?.

I was not marrying Alex out of my freewill, the least they could have done for me was to let me have the preparations. If i wasn’t marrying someone who loves me, i might as well have my dream wedding.

It would have served as some sort of compensation. But no, they couldn’t let me have that.

My heart hurt so much at my thoughts and i let my tears flow freely. Startled out of my thoughts with a loud bang, my door was pushed open.

I ran quickly to the bed and dragged the duvet, attempting to cover my body as i was only in a pink bralatte and pink shorts. I did not want his eyes or hands anywhere on me.

“Tsk tsk tsk, someone’s being very naughty”. Chase said giving me a disapproving look. I looked away and kept my eyes down, my hands clenched tightly on the duvet.

“I told you never to hide from me, no?” He walked straight to the bed where i was. I held the duvet tightly as i prayed to God that whatever he intended to do would not happen.

I guess my prayers were not answered as he roughly dragged the duvet leaving me exposed to his hungry eyes.

“Ah, i see you’re all dressed up for me. You know how much i love this colour on you. I’m sure you wanted our last time together to be memorable. Don’t worry my Lily, it will be. I’ll make sure of it.” He smiled sickenly at me while kissing my neck.

I was shaking and panicking as droplets of tears flowed tirelessly from my eyes. I felt so disgusted as he continued planting kisses all over my body as though we were a couple about to make love.

“Chase please”. I begged him, while trying to push him off me.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“Please what Lily, hmm?. Say it, i want to hear it from you. Beg me to fuck you.” He said while sucking on my neck. I have come to the conclusion that Chase is sick and mentally deranged. He knew what i was begging for or if he did not, i could not tell.

“Please let me go, don’t do this please i beg you”. I cried out.

“Shhh, don’t cry princess. I know you would miss my thick cock, so I’m just going to let you have me for as long as you want.”

He had a sick smirk on his face as he tore my underwear. He held my chin roughly and forced me to look at him. He stared at me as if searching for something before he lined himself at my entrance.

I was thrashing and trying to fight him off but he wouldn’t budge. He mentioned once that enjoys when i try to fight him off because it turns him on and makes him want me more.

I remained still at this point. I had given up on fighting. I was no longer crying nor begging. I was just numb.

I stayed still trying to distract myself by thinking of good memories. I thought about the times when my mum was still here. I thought about my childhood. About how happy i was, without a care of this world.

I guess ignorance is bliss.

My thoughts were interrupted when Chase climbed off me. I watched him as he put on his pants before grabbing my hair harshly.

“Now tell me, how many other men have fucked this dirty pussy”. I whimpered in pain as he tugged harshly on my hair. My scalp was burning and i stayed still refusing to provide an answer to such a stupid question.

A painful slap on my cheek forced out the answer from me.

“Just you, Chase, please you’re hurting me”.

“Shut up, you lieing whore. I don’t believe you.” My cheeks were met with another slap. “Now listen to me”. He roughly grabbed my jaw and held it tightly.

“I know you can’t wait to be married off tomorrow so you can spread your legs for Alex. But i want you to always remember my name, when his tiny dick is buried in you. I want you to think of me and scream my whenever he’s fucking your dirty pussy.”

His lips are on mine roughly kissing me. I refused to let him in. He let go of me and i thought it was over. Not until punched my ribs before forcefully kissing my again.

This time i let him. He let go of me finally and i was struggling to breathe.

“You will always belong to me”. He gave me a peck on my cheek before walking out of the room.

My body gave out and i laid naked on the ground wrapping my hands around myself. I was wheezing, coughing and crying. My heart, head, ribs, in fact my entire body was in pain.

I laid there crying and wondering if my father and Rena had heard this time but decided not help or perhaps they didn’t a thing.

Aftering thinking about everything and nothing i finally slept off with the thought of a contractual tomorrow where vows would be written on paper, not whispered from the heart.

I fear that i have no happy ending.