CHARLOTTE...
Hot swifty deep breaths... A rough pound in the head... Sweaty breaths and... A sharp pain that coursing through me, ripping me apart.
I know I am dead. Dead means what it really means. I am out of life. And the saddest part is, I have been brutally betrayed and killed by the people I have trusted the most.
My best friend and my lover. They are my murderers and it ripped my heart. The ache that I have bearing in my soul is nothing compared to the pain that I am going through now.
I have always thought, when I will die, I will go to heaven. But, why it's so painful when I am going there?
Am I sent to hell?
But, for what reason? Is it because... No! It can’t be! I... I was not aware of their dirty game... I always thought Augustus is on the wrong side...
Aah! I felt short of breath with another rush of pain. Why does this pain feel so familiar? It seems like...
Slowly and heavily, I opened my eyelids solely to find a pair of emerald-green eyes staring right through me.
Never in my life, I can't deny the beauty of those eyes. The most gorgeous thing I have ever come across.
"Augustus..." I murmured. But then suddenly, "AAAh!" I gasped loudly when something thrust hard and rough between my legs.
No! N...not something but... NO!
My eyes widened at the sudden realisation. The pain is not something but the result of being forced! I am lying under Agustus and he is fucking me, tearing my womanhood.
But how? Wasn't I fucking dead? They just killed me and this... This is not what is happening in the present but in the past!
After this night, they killed me! Then how am I here again? A...am I dreaming?
Or maybe not...
Just to realise me the truth, he thrust harder this time, pulling me roughly from my thoughts as his fingers wrapped around my throat possessively and aggressively.
I don't know what is happening to me right now. Am I dreaming? Or in reality? Or in hell or what? Though the pain is too strong to be in a dream.
"Look at me," Agustus growled with his deep masculine tone, forcing me to stare back at those green eyes.
They are filled with rage, impatience and betrayal.
I know, I know why he is mad. Because I was resistant to him. Even though he is my chosen mate, I never let him come close to me but chose that bustard who brutally broke me and my trust.
The rememberation of those incidents brought tears to my eyes. My vision blurred, yet still, I can see the fire that burns in his eyes.
I hurt him... Deeply even.
I still don't have any idea, how and why I am here even after dying but the memories that pierced my heart is fresh and alive. Much more than this physical hurt.
"You are crying?" His voice once again broke my thoughts and I could see annoyance there which turned angrier from before in no second and he started Jerking in me harder.
"You still want to leave me, don't you?" He roared like an injured wolf.
This broken wolf is dangerous and I can't deal with his anger if I say no to him. And the fact is, do I still want to leave him after what Adrian did to me?
No! Of course not!
His tight grip on my throat stopped me from forming words. So, I shook my head.
Immediately he howled and looked into my eyes. I don't know if for a moment I saw the eyes turning upset but it wasn't there anymore.
His movements are rough and he is not caring if I am hurt or not. Or maybe, he is doing it wilfully, to punish me?
Pulling the quilt on top of me securely, I watched him wearing the same silk maroon robe of his. Dark colours are his favourite. Especially, when it has a touch of red shade.
He turned to me and set his green eyes on me. At the moment, they are cold and blank.
"Do not dare to run away, Charlotte. The last and final warning I am giving you. Because next time," he bent toward me, hitching my breath in the throat, "I will tie you in this bed and fuck you day and night till you recall whom you belong to."
The same words, I have heard before in the same situation. That time they disgusted me and now, not anymore.
Augustus may come as cold-hearted and relentless, he has a soft side hiding somewhere inside.
My heart clenched tight as I nodded without trusting my broken tone.
He watched me for a brief moment and then left the room.
After he was gone, I closed my eyes. For the last time trying to know if I am in a death dream. And once again opened my eyes, greeting silence in the dim lightened room of... Ours.
I am not dead, not yet. If I put it together then the only thing that appears in mind is, I am indeed reborn. Moon Goddess has given me another chance to fix everything in life.
Inhaling a deep breath, I moved from the bed and immediately flinched at the sharp pain.
Fuck Augustus! He really did it hard.
Clenching my teeth and enduring the pain in my lower half, no! In the whole body!
I stepped out of the bed, thinking about what happened in this step in my previous life, when the room door opened, alerting me as an annoying voice hit my earbuds.
"Oh, my Goddess! You okay, Charlotte?"
Oh yeah, now that is what I am waiting for, my dear ex-best friend...
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