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I believed that I almost saw every side of him. But this one was new to me. Logan never forced himself on me; he never had sex with me without my consent. This wasn’t sex, this was rape.

” Logan stop! I don’t want this!” I screamed. I tried to push him away. But he doesn’t stop. He abducts my two hands and locks them in his one hand at the top of my head.

And with his one hand he started to roam my body. Every part, every inch. He slides his hand down my stomach and reaches the hem of my white pants. I tried to pull my legs together but his wide body separates them further as he fully laid on top of me, letting go of my hands so he could take off my shirt.

Then I started to fight him again. Logan never forced me to have sex with him. I knew he’d attempted that when he’d newly kidnapped me but he always stopped when I asked him to. But right now, he was so furious and driven by pure hate and anger I knew he wasn’t going to stop if I begged him to. But I don’t stop fighting. I tried to kick him but I always missed by every inch. My body was getting exhausted by the minute.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Logan doesn’t stop. He succeeds in pulling and tossing off my shirt, leaving me stark naked except for my pants. He takes hold of my waist and pins me down again, pulling me into his hips as he pushed off his pants. I don’t know how he does it but my pants are dragging down my legs the next moment, leaving me completely naked before him.

I didn’t know what to do next, I was out of options. I tried begging, screaming, kicking but none of it worked so in the end, I just laid there while he forced himself on me, without my permission.

A part of me still couldn’t believe this was happening even though I completely blamed myself for believing he had changed so much.

Logan, the man that I thought I had feelings for, the man that I loved whom I’d married and wished the marriage was true to me, whom I’d tried to run away from was raping me.

*****

People said emotional pain is much more harsher than physical pain. But somehow we always end up hurt in both ways. Emotionally as well as physically.

I couldn’t remember how everything had ended with Logan. He’d sexually assulted me to the point that my body couldn’t take it anymore and I gave it all up. I woke up after what seemed like an eternity. I’d fought so hard at some point that the darkness started to consume me, till I finally started feeling dizzy and gave up fighting.

When I opened my eyes, everything seemed blurry and I couldn’t understand why I’d passed out. Then everything came back in flashes, events of last night.

It was too much to take in. The guilt and remorse was killing me, but the feeling of being abused overpowered every other feelings.

The room looked a lot different from last night and the bright lights seemed to hurt my eyes. My body felt stiff as a wood as I tried to sit up but something else made me stop trying to move. Pain. There was a lot of pains between my legs. I was still naked but there was a sheet wrapped around my body. I managed to sit up. I looked around and found Logan standing at the door, his arms crossed and his back leant against it.

” You look terrible, my dear bride ” Logan said with a hint of mischief as he pushed himself off the door and started towards me.

” You raped me!” I blurted out, anger foaming inside me.

A smirk crossed his lips like there was absolutely nothing wrong about him assaulting my body.

” I did enjoy it, thanks for caring to ask, Layla. I wanted you to watch what I do to you all night but you passed out ”

Another tear ran down my eye ” you’re a monster”

” Oh I know. I’ve been told a million times and still here I am” he sits at the edge of the bed next to my legs. ” I was upset. You made me upset and you paid for it ”

” So raping me was your idea of punishing me?”

” Well….. I mean there were many other ways I could’ve punished you. Including raping you” I saw his eyes travel to my arm and I looked to see the plaster on it. I’d completely forgotten that he’d cut me last night and now that I saw it, I started to feel the pain too.

” Now, ” he rises to his feet ” I want you to get dressed and be out in thirty. We have our first date, ” he smiled childishly ” this is day one of our honeymoon and I intend to make it worthwhile ”

” I…..”

” If you refuse to go I will show you things you could never imagine. It’s not a threat but a fact that we both know Layla ”

I watched him turn back and disappeared through the door. I looked away and carefully wiped the year from my face before gently stepping out of the bed and going to the bathroom.

I must’ve spent an hour under the running water, trying to wash my body clean. I knew Logan meant his words. Refusing to go out with him would only make things worse for me. I wasn’t planning on seeing more of his wrath.

So I picked out a yellow dress with long sleeves that covered my plastered arm. The dress is turtle necked but slim enough to cling to every curve of my body, a lot at the back. I made my hair into a donut on top of my head before walking out.