OWNED BY A STRANGER
t night after my wedding and then I cried all the way to the airport, throug
se and I was standing o
an emotional wreck to be happy. It seemed to be inevitable that I compared eve
even admire it for a second. To be honest, I was expecting Hamilton's home to be huge, with multiple servants running around doing things for him all day instead of this high end apartment. The bell boy who had
oked around, taking in the interior of the place. It was huge, that went beyond saying. The living room was on my left, leading off into a kitchen and an attached dining room. On my rig
the corner of the room, I removed my jacket and my shoes and then climbed onto the bed. I curle
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nd found myself once again looking into the furious eyes of Nathan Hamilton. I was beginning to think t
ere?" His eyes were icy an
d when he wasn't yelling at me. His appearance was disheveled, shirt untucked from his pants with his tie loose aroun
also mo
eets?" I muttered dryly, crossing my arms acro
the guestroom?" He aske
I seemed to bring out the worst in him and cle
hought that my well practiced stare would be enough to make him leave me alone i
e sleeping in the same room, Rosaline. Bring you
treat me as if he had the right to. Especially after forcing me into a marriage with him and then abandoning me at
ed with you." I snapped, turning crimson at the thought of sleeping with him. Like I said,
but unfortunately we still have to. I have m
n't moving an inch until I got a perfectly reasonably explanation as to why he thought
reason?" I asked, rais
bedience. I sat there for a moment, stunned at his stupi
anctuary of the guest bedroom. Knowing that I didn't have a choice anymore, I shuffled my feet like a prisoner, taking the smallest steps
f me and locked himself in the bathroom. Moment
. The room was in a horrible state and I was itching to clean it up. Before I could start picking clothes up from the floor, I
he center of the bed. My stomach was grumbling as I craw
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d taken a nap in the evening and then forced myself back to sleep after Hamilton had ma
ned to him because I was determined not to let
to a messy bun and then stood up. I had gone to sleep in my jeans since I didn't have any clothes w
down on New York City and I wondered
as big, I felt claustrophobic in there due to the mess he had created with all his things everywher
r the next 8 months. I would rather kill myself than tiptoe around him a
the kitchen, switching on the light as I went to illuminate the dark place. I was going to make a healthy breakfast and start
home, my father would make sure he would make it back in time to eat with us. It was our special family time. When I was there, I thought
ns
for someone.. So instead of leaving him to starve while I sat by and watched, I whipped up some