I've been awake for what feels like an eternity, my face throbbed with a tender ache. But it's not just physical pain that greets me as I open my eyes - it's the haunting presence of the man who has made my life a living hell.

Nothing could have prepared me for the brutal kiss he forced upon me, his lips crushing mine with an unsettling intensity. The thought sent a chill down my spine: in just a few hours, I would be bound to this man forever, tied to a lifetime of fear and submission. As he walked out, the door slammed shut behind him, leaving me shaken and gasping for air. The silence that followed was deafening, punctuated only by the sound of my own ragged breathing.

I remained frozen, my lips still burning from the force of his kiss. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

'How did it come to this?' I whispered to myself.

The wedding, just hours away, now loomed like a prison sentence. I felt trapped, with no escape from the man who had just brutalized me.

My mind wandered, anxiety creeping in as I thought of my mom. I hoped she was okay, that Adrik hadn't hurt her too. The memory of his brutal kiss still lingered, making my skin crawl.The weight of the upcoming wedding settled heavily on my shoulders.

The door suddenly swung open again, and Adrik stood before me, his rugged post-shower appearance commanding attention. Water droplets clung to his hair, and his fitted shirt showcased his chiseled physique.

My heart skipped a beat as our gazes met. Fear crept up my spine, chilling my veins. His piercing eyes seemed to bore into my soul, and I felt trapped.

Time froze, and the air thickened with tension. I struggled to breathe, my lungs constricting under his intense scrutiny.

Adrik's gaze roamed over me, his expression unreadable. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and utterly intimidated.

My instincts screamed at me to retreat, but my legs have be rendered useless by him. His presence was overwhelming, suffocating.

As he took a step closer, my panic spiked. The distance between us dissolved, leaving only the electrifying fear.

"Wh-what do you want?" I stuttered, my voice barely audible.

Adrik's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. For a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something anger, frustration, or something darker. Still awake, I see," Adrik said, his voice low and menacing, ignoring my unspoken question. "Or perhaps you're anticipating another... intimate moment with your soon-to-be husband?"

His words dripped with malice, sending a shiver down my spine. The memory of our previous kiss flashed through my mind, and I felt a wave of revulsion.

I tried to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. Adrik's eyes seemed to gleam with satisfaction, as if he reveled in my fear. Speak up, he taunted, his voice dripping with condescension. "Or are you too busy imagining our wedding night?"

His gaze roamed over me, making my skin crawl. I felt trapped, suffocated by his presence. His words dripped with sarcasm, sending a shiver down my spine. I tried to mask my fear, but my voice trembled.

"I couldn't sleep," I managed, avoiding his gaze.

Adrik took another step closer, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "Nervous about our union?"

I nodded, my heart racing. His proximity made me feel trapped.

He chuckled low in his throat, the sound sending goosebumps across my skin. "You should be."

Suddenly, he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch sent sparks of fear through my veins. I promise you, he whispered, his breath caressing my skin, "our marriage will be... enlightening."

I jerked away, my eyes flashing with alarm. "Don't touch me."

Adrik's smile twisted, his eyes flashing with amusement. "Soon, you'll have no choice." Get back in bed and sleep,Adrik sneered, his eyes glinting with malice. "You wouldn't want to stumble down the aisle, now would you? Not that you're capable of walking on your own anyway."

His laughter cut through me like a razor, leaving me breathless and shattered. Tears streamed down my face as I felt the weight of his cruelty.

"How can you be so heartless?" I whispered, my voice trembling.

Adrik's smile twisted. "You'll learn to obey, Starting tomorrow."

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving me shattered and helpless.

I collapsed onto the bed, overwhelmed by despair. Tomorrow, I would be trapped forever.

I lay in bed, my body shaking with sobs. The darkness closed in around me, suffocating me.

Tomorrow, I would be married to a monster.

Adrik's words echoed in my mind: "You'll learn to obey."

The thought sent a chill down my spine.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't spend the rest of my life trapped with him.

Desperation clawed at my chest, and I knew I had to escape.But how? The door was locked, and the windows were barred. I was trapped.

**************************** Do you, Joy Williams, take Adrik Molchalins to be your lawfully wedded husband..."

The minister's words hung in the air, awaiting my response.

My mind screamed in protest. No! No! No!

But my voice remained frozen in my throat.

Adrik's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes flashing with warning.

The silence stretched, heavy with expectation.

My heart pounded, threatening to shatter my resolve.

I couldn't do this. I couldn't marry this monster.

frozen, lost in my desperate thoughts, until Adrik's sudden movement shattered the silence. He pulled out a gun, its metallic gleam chilling me to the bone.

"Bring her mother," he ordered, his voice dripping with malice.

My heart sank as his men dragged my mother to the altar, her eyes wide with terror.

Adrik pressed the gun to her temple, his gaze locking onto mine.

"Answer the question, Joy," he sneered.

The minister's voice trembled as he repeated the question, "Do you, Joy Williams, take Adrik Molchalins to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

My eyes locked onto the gun pressed to my mother's temple. Adrik's men held her firm, their faces emotionless.

Panic clawed at my chest, suffocating me.

"No, please!" I begged, my voice shaking.

Adrik's gaze never wavered. "Answer the question, Joy."

My mother's eyes met mine, filled with fear and desperation.

I knew I had no choice.

"Yes," I whispered, the word tearing from my soul.

Adrik's smile twisted. "Louder, Joy."

"Yes, I do!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

The minister's voice faded into the background as Adrik lowered the gun, a triumphant glint in his eye.

"You're mine now," Adrik whispered, his lips brushing against my ear.

Adrik lowered the gun, his eyes never leaving mine. "Forever and always," he repeated, his voice dripping with possession.

My mother collapsed, gasping for air. But I couldn't get to her cause I was stuck to a wheelchair.

"You're mine now," Adrik declared, his voice echoing through the silent church.

The minister, visibly shaken, stuttered, "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

As Adrik's cold lips brushed against mine, I felt my freedom slip away.

As the kiss deepened, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. Adrik's grip on my arms tightened, his fingers digging into my skin.

The church erupted into applause, but I heard only the sound of my own screams, silenced by Adrik's lips.

My mother's tear-stained face haunted me, her eyes pleading for forgiveness.

I pulled away, gasping for air. Adrik's smile faltered, revealing a glimpse of the monster beneath.

"You will learn to love me," he whispered, his voice dripping with menace.

The reception was a blur of forced smiles and pretend laughter.

As the reception dragged on, I smiled and laughed, pretending to be the happy bride, all while secretly counting down the minutes until I could escape. My wheelchair, adorned with white ribbons and flowers, seemed like a cruel irony - a symbol of my captivity.

Adrik's grip on my shoulder tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh. "My beautiful wife," he whispered, his breath cold against my ear.

I forced a smile, trying to hide my revulsion. My eyes darted around the room, searching for my mother, who sat tearfully in the corner, her eyes fixed on me.

The music changed, and Adrik pulled me onto the dance floor, expertly maneuvering my wheelchair to conceal his grip on my arm. I felt trapped, unable to move or escape.

As we danced, I caught glimpses of the life I once knew - the freedom, the laughter, the joy. Now, it all seemed lost, locked away behind Adrik's cold, calculating eyes.

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