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The Arranged Wedding

Chapter 5

Annabeth Styles POV.

The grin of the wicked seems to be enough to kill at times. It's not the smile that does the damage, but the eyes that show evil. In Riden's I saw anger, animosity, and some sort of sick pleasure. Harry seemed out of words, God knows I was. Riden started to laugh, then pulled my hip so my body pressed to his.

"Silly brother! You've developed a little crush on my wife. She was a good girl though, she knows better than that. Don't you dear?" He asked me. I nodded letting out a few sobs. I could tell by the way he was acting, this wouldn't be condoned. I could see anger in Harry, as he clutched his fist together.

"She may very well be your wife Riden, but she doesn't love you." Harry spat at him, venom shooting across the room. Riden laughed, and slid his hand slightly up my shirt. He started to rub circles on my side, and placed a kiss on my neck.

"She doesn't have to love me Harry. All she has to do is fuck me when I need to be fucked, and smile for a couple cameras. Other than that she had no meaning. Isn't the right Annabeth? All your good for is this, aren't you?" He asked me. I let out a few more pathetic sobs, and nodded. There was no point in fighting him. At the end of the day he was right. I was his wife, and that's it. Harry's anger boiled up even more.

"I want you to learn something from this Annabeth. Your upset right now, but it would be so much worse if you had cheated. You did good, just like I told you. But we can't have you getting close to other men. That pain you feel right now, I want you to remember it. Can you do that for me Annabeth?" He asked yet again. I nodded my head, and Riden smiled. I felt another sloppy kiss being placed on my neck.

"Now I want you to look at him, and remember it's for the best, and tell him you don't care. You don't care about him, and your not going to talk to him anymore. Look him in the eyes when you say it." He commanded. I opened my mouth to speak, but a lump was caught in my throat. Riden lifted my chin, so I would meet Harry's eye.

"I... I... I don't care about you, and I'm not going to talk to you anymore." I stuttered, and Riden patted my head like a pet. Harry looked hurt, and his glassy eyes looked at the floor. When he lift his head back up, a single tear flooded down his cheek. I wanted to kiss it away. I wanted to apologize, and tell him it was going to be okay. Riden's arm snaked around me, and he lead me out of the room. He took me to our bedroom, and I spent a dreadful night of him taking his anger out on me.

When I woke up Riden was gone. My whole body was sore, but I forced myself to get out of the bed. I searched the entire house, which keep in mind is quite big, to make sure he was gone. Then I went to Harry's room. I stood at his door for a good five minutes, weighing my options. I would apologize for last night, and then explain we couldn't talk anymore. He knew how his brother was, so I'm sure he would understand. I finally got the courage to knock on the door, and then walked inside. Harry was sat on his bed, staring aimlessly at the wall. He turned to me, and his mouth fell agape.

"I... I wanted to apologize for last night. I didn't mean it when I said I didn't care Harry, you must know that. He made me say it." I told him. I felt myself tearing up as he continued to do nothing, but stare at me. Surely he was staring at my now bruised body.

"What did he do to you?" Harry asked me in a small voice. With his words sobs rifted out of my chest. He stood up, and pulled me to his chest. I didn't have it in me to fight his comforting arms, nor did I wish to do so. His cheek was pressed to my head, as he held me closely to him.

"He... Was... Mad... This is what happens Harry.... This is why I can't talk to you anymore..." I cried into him. He let out a sigh, and continued to hold me. I then stood on my tip toes, and placed a long kiss on his cheek. His eyes squeezed shut as my tears fell on his face.

"I'm sorry Harry." I whispered against his cheek. He took my hand, sensing that this was my goodbye. I couldn't help myself, and I placed another long kiss on his cheek. His hand made its way to the exposed skin on my hip, the tips of his fingers burning threw me. "Don't leave me Annie." He whispered softly.

"My whole life I never fit in here. I always thought there was something wrong with me. You're where I fit though Annabeth. Don't do this." He added on, his voice slightly cracking . His words sent a small dagger through my heart, and wouldn't let me pull away from him. I then did something I knew I would regret, and nodded my head. I felt my arms circle around his neck. He shifted his head slowly, so that my lips that were on his cheek would be closer to his own.

"I should leave, but I don't want to." I told him. He held my hip a little tighter, and gently kissed the corner of my lips. Then he took my hand, and guided me to his bed. I laid down on it nervously, and waited as he slowly crawled beside me. He took my hip in his hand again, and used the other hand to stroke my cheek.

"I'm going to kiss you know Annabeth, is that okay?" He asked me, his voice now a deeper. I nodded my head, and was rewarded with a smile. He pressed his body to mine, and our lips connected. It was by far the slowest kiss I had ever experienced. His hand rubbed small circles on my skin, making me press my body closer to him. I held his cheeks in my hands, and felt my leg slide over his hip.

"Your so soft Annie." He mumbled against my lips. His lips caressed mine gently, occasionally leaving a little nibble. His tongue swiped across my lip, and I knew what he wanted. I parted my lips for him, and he wasted no time. He tongue gently pressed against mine, making me moan in his mouth. The heat between us began to rise. I found myself wanting more of him. My hands slid under his shirt, and up his toned chest. Right when the passion between him and I seemed unstoppable, he pulled away from me.

"Not yet Annie. We keep it simple to start with." He told me pecking my lips. "And when the time comes we move forward." He added on pecking my lips once more. I frowned, and pressed my hips against his. My heated and excited body didn't want to keep it simple. I wanted more of him.

"I don't want it simple. I want you." I whispered in his ear, nibbling on the lobe. I heard him gulp, and watched as he bit his lip. I started to tug at the hem of his shirt, and then he grabbed my hands. He placed a gentle kiss on them, but that didn't stop my frown.

"Annabeth love how many men have you slept with?" He asked me. I backed away from him, feeling my cheeks go red. Is it that obvious I'm not experienced. The only man I've ever slept with is his brother. That's just a bit weird I suppose. I put my hair behind my ears.

"Did he take your virginity?" Harry asked me, his voice low. I slowly nodded my head, not wanting to look at him. He took my chin, and started to search my eyes. I'm his I saw anger, the same anger as last night.

"And?" He asked me. I frowned my eyebrows at him, making my confusion apparent. "How was it Annabeth." He told me, and I began messing with my finger nails. It was a nervous habit I had developed when I was younger.

"It hurt, and I was really scared. I always thought the first time was meant to be romantic..." I trailed off, not really wanting to talk about it. He pulled me back to him, and ran his hands through my hair. I was feeling quite shy now, and backed away only slightly.

"Annie I want to wait for a reason. You deserve better than that, and it's not the way your meant to lose it. The first time we make love, not have sex Annabeth make love, you will be made to feel like a queen. Until then we wait." He told me. I nodded my head, and he pecked my lips.

"Harry what if he finds out about us?" I asked him. He sighed, and pulled me closer to him.

"He won't Annabeth. One day you and I are going to run away to California. Just me, you, and the beach. Until then we will have to be careful. Speaking of which, you should go get ready for breakfast. He'll be back in an hour." Harry told me. I gave him one last lingering kiss before leaving. I went into our room, and went to the shower. I took one that was probably longer then I should have, because I heard Riden come in the bathroom. I had been shaving my legs, and got a small cut from jumping when the door opened.

"We need to talk Annabeth." He said, his voice very low. The tone made me nervous, but I remained calm.

"About what?" I asked him. It couldn't be about Harry. If he had known about it, he would be livid. I turned the water off, and grabbed a towel. I dried my body, and then wrapped the towel around me. When I stepped out, Riden's demeanor seemed different.

"You cut your leg." He stated in a small voice. He went under the skin, and pulled out a first aid kit. He placed a bandage on the cut, and then placed a kiss on it. I was completely confused by the way he was acting, and it kind of scared me.

"Annabeth I am very happy about you denying my brother. You did what you were asked to do. I've been thinking, and this isn't how I originally wished for our marriage to be. Today I will be taking you out. We're going shopping, you need some new clothing." He told me. I swallowed nervously, but agreed with he. He have me a smile, and ran his hands up and down my leg. He placed a small kiss on my thigh.

"One more thing Annabeth." He told me. I cocked my head curiously. What more could there be, he's being nice to me. That's completely unexpected.

"In the next year, I plan to get you pregnant. You will bare my child, and raise him accordingly." He told me. A year? I thought I would have more time than that. I didn't want to have his kids, hell I wasn't ready to have kids period.

"What if it's a girl?" I asked him, noticing that he referred to the child as a male. He cringed at my suggestion, and shook his head.

"My first child must be a male. It is fine to have a female after the first one, but I need a man to take over my company. It will be a boy I'm sure of it." He told me. For some odd reason, the thought made me sad. What if I were to have a girl, what would he do then.

"Okay." I said to him. He smiled happily, and then stood up. He turned me around so I was leaning on the sink. I knew what this meant. He tore my towel of my body, and began to suck on my neck. I heard his pants hit the floor, and I closed my eyes shut. He wasn't being more gentle than usual, but when he touched me it wasn't like Harry... It just wasn't the same...

Notes

So it's been quite some time... I will be updating more frequently now... Let me know what you thought of the chapter...

All the love,

JR

Comments

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This is becoming so common that it sickens me

I am going to BREAK THEM

This is so disgusting. I’m sorry. Maybe message them and ask them to take it down? This is your work and plagiarism is a crime still

I'm so sorry girly!!! And yeah I know at least two of them are stories from this site but unless the author reports them Wattpad won't do anything.