"safeword". the sexual tension grows even more and I breathlessly reply " vanilla", without wasting another second, he roughly pounds inside of me till every inch of his dick is inside me. my head balls back and suddenly a sharp pain stings on my as...
I am gonna start writing fun facts from now on, just coz I want to lol
fun fact:- a single male has enough sperm to impregnate the whole planet!!
*men control ya self*
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shallow light, fluttering in the dark, burnt silence screams forth from those cold eyes, belief is a thought I can't seem to trust, the grandness of love seems to beckon jealousy in my heart.
and every time I fall, all I do is look up, I reach the floor in a million pieces, damaged by the air around me, faces watching me as I fly past them, no one extended their arms to save me.
after last night's announcement, I rushed back home and locked myself in the whole night.
what does my father think of himself, does he think that all I am is an asset? an object he can sell away to grow his business? did he not consider my feelings even once? was it so easy for him to trade me in for a peace treaty?
I felt worthless sitting on that table, watching my father take all the important decisions of my life without even considering to ask me once. if my father thinks that this is how it's gonna go, he's wrong. I am not getting married to some stranger just for an alliance.
after all, it's a marriage we are talking about. I have always feared relationships, commitment, and love, and marriage is the biggest relationship of them all. it is a decision of a lifetime, that involves trust, love, respect, all of which I cant feel for a stranger. I am not one for falling in love and getting married, but if I do get married this is not how I want it to be, a marriage without any emotions involved.
I am broken, thinking how I mean nothing to my parents, that they don't love me enough to give me away so easily. I have always looked up to them, always agreed with what they have asked me for, only to become the queen of the mafia. but this is crossing limits.
*knock knock*
"Mija are you okay" I can hear the concern in my mother's voice.
"Esme please, just hear us out once, about why we took this decision" she insists
"I don't want to listen to what you have to say mama, please just leave me alone,"
"baby, come out once and just talk to your father, he is worried about you, just once please:
I open the door and walk to my father's office. I have to make it clear to him that he cannot randomly drop this news on me and expect me to be okay with it. I enter his office and find him sitting on his chair.
"Esme, Mija, I am so sorry for what happened last night." he starts to walk towards me.
"no papi, your sorry isn't going to fix this, how can you take such a huge decision without even asking me, is that how little I mean to you?" tears dripping down my cheek.
