Chapter 6: I Don't Want To Stop

##Chapter 6

Wedding Night 3; I Don't Want To Stop.

Michelle's POV

I stared at him weirdly, seeing his unbothered look.

“I am saying, your hands are too pretty, to do those things yourself” he said, and flashed an evil smile at me before closing his door.

I went downstairs slowly thinking about his words. ‘'I can't kill for revenge' I shook my head, but that doesn't mean I still forgave Dell for what he has done to me.

I entered the room that he talked about. I stepped into the scanty room. “Is this an abandoned house?” I muttered in a low tone.

I placed the shirt that was given to me by Lucian on the bed, and wanted to take off my wedding gown, but then something terrible happened.

“Lucian!” I screamed.

My hair got tangled with the zip, and I can't move my head properly.

I kept calling his name until I made sure he could hear me. “What is it, Miss Whitney?” his thick voice rang out behind me, showing no warmth.

“Lucian Houston, please help me with this” I pleaded politely, knowing he always sees no reason not to help someone, I have to pray inwardly for his mercy.

“Are you in for this? You are stressing out, it has only been a day, and this is happening?!” He was so angry, but I couldn't say a word because I must not move my head too much.

“I am sorry, can you help me with this first? My hair got stuck in the zip” I pleaded, reaching out for his hand.

He closed his eyes tightly trying to hold his anger. I didn't expect him to be gentle, but the situation was getting scary because of his face.

“Cut it then” he said with a nonchalant shrug.

“What? Mr Houston, I can't” I blurted out, remembering how much effort I used to keep it that long.

“Please, it won't happen again, I promise” I whined, struggling with my hair.

“Come here” he sighed slightly, before walking up to me. ‘'I don't want to lose my hair!’ I screamed inwardly, but I dare not say that to him.

“Be careful, Mr Houston” I said in a low tone.

“I will be, if your body is stable” he said, referring to how I was shaking.

After some time, he was able to remove my hair from the zip. “Thank you, Mr Houston” I muttered.

“You woke me up,” Lucian said with a serious tone, which sounded confusing to me.

“You can go now” I nodded politely, and motioned him to go out, but he kept walking closer to me.

“I wanted to sleep, but I don't think that will be happening anymore” the words that came out his mouth made me feel puzzled.

“I don't get you, Mr Houston” I shook my head, taking steps backwards.

“I will help you take it off” he said, ignoring my questions..

“What are you doing, Mr Houston?” I shrieked, stepping away from him, but he just smiled.

“Warm my bed” Lucian's deep voice echoed in my head after he finished talking.

“What do you mean by that?” I was totally confused, and I almost mistook him for a crazy psychopath seeing his gaze at the moment.

His gaze could tell me what he wanted, but I wanted to understand better.

He sat on the bed with his gaze fixed on me. “It's our wedding night, shouldn't you bless it for us with a meaningful memory?” He asked.

“We didn't agree on this, and we are just a contracted couple, this night is useless” I said angrily, seeing the cunning smirk playing on his lips gave me a bad feeling about the whole thing.

“I see, Miss Whitney didn't read the contract properly” he chuckled.

“What do you mean by that?” I furrowed my eyebrows, trying to understand his words.

“Party B {Michelle} must obey everything party A {Lucian} says. {party B} must report to {party A} about everything going on with her” Lucian said with a straight face.

My lips parted as he said those words. ‘How come I didn't know? How could I miss that part? He tricked me! Another Houston tricked me!’ I screamed in my head with my fist clenched into balls.

“Why was I not aware of that?” My voice was already shaking due to his gaze, my anger had already melted down into sadness, knowing he would never listen to me.

“You didn't read, that's not my problem” he said with a careless shrug.

'A sex partner?’

“I__” I wanted to talk to persuade him, but all of a sudden with the speed I was unaware of. He smashed his lips with mine without asking for my permission.

He started kissing me aggressively like his life depends on it, while I tried to push him away.

'Soft' I thought, following his lips rhythm.

Strangely, I felt like my heart skipped for a while, and my heart raced in an abnormal way, but I still resisted him even though I didn't want to.

‘'I can't, I don't want to have anything with him' I mulled in my head, resisting him even more.

His lips were still working so hard despite my force and stubbornness. He kissed me deeper, teasing my tongue.

I had no way to escape because he was holding onto my waist, and head so tight.

“Lu..cian…please” I managed to talk in the middle.

“Let's go ” I moaned because his lips were already on my neckline…

His hands trailed down my back, rubbing it softly. “Mr Houston, stop___” I was saying, but I couldn't finish it when I released a loud moan.

He took off my wedding gown already and he was already on my bare chest.

I didn't understand why I felt a lot of comfort in his touch, and still didn't want to have anything to do with him….was it because of his history?

I don't understand myself, but I didn't want him that night. I was still battling with betrayal and heartbreak.

‘I don't want this’ I thought.

“I don't want to stop, Michelle, do you?” that was the first thing he said.