Chapter 2 2

Kyla Jackson

I walked into the living room and saw my Aunt seated majestically on her favorite couch with her legs crossed on each other. I ended up leaving the restaurant without seeing my boss and there's no doubt that I'm already fired.

"Here she comes, bitch!" She hissed and then threw a beautiful black dress at me. I hurriedly grabbed it before it could land on the floor.

She might find fault in that again and starve me for making the dress fall on the floor. Not only for a day but might go on for a week.

I was tempted to ask her what's the occasion but she beat me to it. "Go to your room now and get changed into this. Your husband-to-be will be visiting soon" She announced like it's the simplest thing in the whole world.

"W... What?!!!"

"You'll be getting married first thing tomorrow morning. You have a problem with that?" She said again in a nonchalant tone.

Tears instantly welled up in my eyes. "Aunt Capella, g.. ge.. getting married, ho.. how? But I don't have a boyfriend" I asked softly afraid that my question might upset her.

I just hope it's not what I'm thinking.

"Of course, I'm not dumb. I know you don't have a boyfriend and that's why I found you a husband instead. You'll be getting married tomorrow and that's it. "

"Are you selling me off to a wealthy man?" I asked, my voice now trembling.

"Yes, I am! I need to sell you off so I can save my dying company. The same company I use in feeding and clothing you! Now tell me, are you marrying him or not?" She asked, giving me those killing eyes.

At this point, I dare not tell her I don't want to. She will end up throwing me out of the house.

Where will I go if that happens? Neither do I have a job or anyone to run to.

Tears finally slipped down my cheeks before making my way slowly up to my room.

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I stared at myself through the mirror in front of me and a sigh escaped my lip. This dress is indeed beautiful. It's a short strapless black gown that stopped an inch before my knee. It has a cut at both sides waist with an embroidery design all over it, especially the down part.

This is my first time putting on an expensive and good-looking dress after my Dad's death. I didn't have enough money for shopping and neither did Aunt Capella bother to get me any good dress.

Styling my hair in a ponytail, I decided to leave my face natural as I did not have any makeup. I've decided to do as I was told without arguing or proving stubborn. Even if I plan to run away, I have nowhere else to go to.

Being a married woman to a wealthy man is better off living in hell with Aunt Capella and her asshole son, Joel who's 6 years older than me.

My room door opened and Joel walked in and I became alarmed.

"What are you doing in my room?" I asked, glaring at him.

"What am I doing in your room?" He repeated the same question and smirked. He strode fast towards me and suddenly pinned me to the wall. "Well, let's show you what I came here to do" he added as he leaned his face closer to mine but I pushed him away with all my might.

My heart begins to pound fast again.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I asked, taking a step back from him.

He's a prick! He's an asshole! He has always been an asshole! I hate being around him because he always makes me feel so uncomfortable.

The way he always stares at me and the way he touches me, I hate it!

"I've always known you to be this beautiful. Just take a look at you" he commented flirtatiously, taking a step closer.

"Don't you dare come closer to me" I warned, taking a step back again from him.

"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Daddy is here for you. All I want is just to feel you" he said, coming closer again.

As he moved closer, my heart started to strike from pain. This always happens to me whenever I'm scared.

I wish he could just go away from here. I hate his presence! I really do!

I tried escaping out of the room but he grabbed me and pulled me closer to his body. "I heard you will be getting married tomorrow. How about you consider my offer before you become a Mrs? Allow me to have a taste of you" he said, his hand beginning to roam all over my body.

"You must be crazy!" I shot him an angry stare as I pushed him again with all my might.

My eyes falling on the knife on my nightstand, I hurriedly move closer and grab it.

He smirked and raised his hand in the air. "Don't you dare come closer to me else, I still strike you with this knife" I threatened.

He is crazy if he thinks I'm going to give in to his foolish desire. He knew that I am a virgin and had been asking to be my first. This is not his 10th attempt to sleep with me. I'm glad I always find a way to escape from him every time he makes advances but I'm really scared right now.

He might really end up having his way with me with this scary look on his face.

Without heeding to my warning, he stride fastly towards me and without thinking twice, I strike him hard with my eyes closed. A second later, I slowly opened my eyes and saw blood flowing out of his body. I screamed as the knife in my hand instantly fell on the floor and I began to tremble in fear.

Di... Did I... Did I just kill him?!!!

My room door suddenly burst open and my Aunt barged in. "You foolish cursed gir-" she stopped in her mid-sentence as she saw the scene in front of her.

"JEOL!!!!" She screamed as she rushed towards him.