"I am happy..." Mom said while laughing.

And that's how I was trapped in a relationship that never existed...

.....

They were gone, and I was in my room remembering how Rhys had sent me the cold glare. I knew tomorrow was going to be a very bad day.

I took out a novel from the mini library I had created and sat on the bed. Wanting to erase his thoughts, I tried to concentrate, but the fear of tomorrow was too much—his eyes not leaving me for a second.

Just as I was about to finish reading half a page, a sudden knock interrupted me. I widened my eyes after hearing where it was coming from. Quickly running towards the window, I opened it before peeking through and saw him.

Rhys... I called, panicking while he ignored me, focusing on getting inside. I quickly gave him some space to jump, and he did.

"You shouldn't do this. You will get injured..." I said, forgetting about the fear of what he was going to do.

He turned his head and looked at me. His stare was piercing my soul through anger. Taking heavy steps, he started coming toward me, and I quickly started backing away until my calves touched the bed. My body landed on the bed while his landed on mine...

"You lied..." he said, placing his hand on the right side of mine with a little force. His face got extremely close, his hot breaths touching mine while his other hand pulled my large T-shirt up from the waist area.

Placing his hand on my naked waist, he started caressing it softly. I kept looking at him in panic, my gaze trembling.

"I a..m so..rry..." I said, stuttering, and he hummed. Placing his face in my neck, he pressed a soft kiss, and my whole body shivered. Closing my eyes tightly, I tried to ignore the sensation he was sending me, but when I did, his other hand grabbed my skin before pinching it harshly...

I let out a shout of pain. "RHYS!"

And he bit the small spot on my neck that was exposed. It was painful. I tried pushing him, but he didn't budge. He kept biting for a few seconds before pulling the skin with his teeth and letting it go...

Clutching his shirt, I let out a muffled cry...

"Why did you lie?" he asked, and I closed my eyes before looking at him...

"Be..caus..e you w..ould have h..urt him..." I said, letting out a hiccup, and he chuckled.

"And why do you care, butterfly?" he said, sliding his hand into my hair and fisting it softly.

"I... I..." I didn't know what to say, what to let out, how to explain. I just kept stuttering, not knowing what could be a good response, and he suddenly pulled my hair tightly. A whimper of pain left my mouth.

"ANSWER ME, MAYA! WHY THE FUCK DO YOU CARE?" he shouted, and I whimpered, flinching badly.

Opening my teary eyes, I looked at him. He came even closer, and I thought he was going to hit me, but then he suddenly placed his lips on mine. I was shocked. Widening my eyes, I let out a small cry before grabbing his shirt with my hands.

I didn't like how he was when he was getting angry at me. Pulling him closer, I let him rub our lips together. His tongue slid inside my mouth, touching every corner.

"R..hys..." An unknown, sultry voice left my mouth, one I never knew I could let out, and his motions on my lips stopped. Pulling back, he looked at me...

"Fuck... kiss me back, butterfly," he said, and I nodded my head before pulling him by his shirt and pressing his lips on mine again. Together, I tried to copy his movement. I slid my lips like his—back and forth from my upper lip to my lower one.

A sudden groan left his mouth inside mine, and I liked the sound, like it was encouraging me. With time, our speed increased, and before I even knew it, he turned me around. My body was pressed against his this time, our lips not parting for a second.

The heated kiss ended when I felt the sudden need for oxygen. He pressed his head against my chest, and I placed mine on his head.

We were both breathing heavily. It was all new for me. I had never felt sexual desire for someone until he came into the picture.

His fingers grabbed a small strand of my hair and rolled it between them.

"Maya..." he mumbled my name, and I hummed, letting him know I was listening. But after that hum, not a word came out of his mouth.

It was the silence we needed—to hear our hearts, which were making the soft and fast rhythms of a peaceful melody. The slow night wind brushed our bodies from the window.

The curtains were flowing, making a sound like some background music.

His scent was making me sleepy, while his presence was keeping me awake. His fingers kept playing with my hair while my eyes followed his every movement.

Minutes passed, and finally, he got up. I sat up, looking at him curiously. He turned toward the window and left silently. This time, his eyes were blank, ignoring my voice calling him—to say just a word, maybe.

I didn't know why, yet I kept calling him, but he ignored every call of mine.

I ran towards the window, watching him go down, and when he finally left, I walked back to the bed...

Sitting in the same place where Rhys's presence had lingered just a few seconds ago, a sudden thought came over me...

Is he angry at me?

On the other side...

Rhys sat inside a car and called someone...

"I want some information about a girl called Maya Morles. From the start..." he said, and the man on the other side responded with...

"Yes, sir. It will be done..."

.....

Sorry, cuties! Today, you'll have to settle for just one chapter again. My father and cousin went to our village to arrange an engagement, so there's a bit of tension at home. On top of that, my mom, who's a teacher, was away on a school trip with her students and just got back. I had to take care of everything—dinner, cleaning, laundry—you name it! So please understand, bubs. I'll make it up to you soon! ❤️