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Chapter Eight

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     "What?" I whispered, eyes openly set on him while the scratching sound of the chair beneath me was grinding against the ground as I wanted to put as much space as possible between the both of us. I was shocked, scared and perplexed all at the same time.

     "We will be getting married," he repeated it witch such ease that you easily could compare the conversation  we were having with a normal conversation about how the weather was like. The way he was so calm while I was anything but, I felt the anger rising within me as he still looked at me with that smirk plastered on his face.

     "No," while I was inwardly fuming, I sure did a great job on staying very calm on the outside, too. My answer was short, comprehensive and straight but short. And after that one word escaped my lips, his smirk whipped itself of within seconds as his eyes began to turn into a darker shade of brown. And suddenly, the confidence of actually disagreeing on his terms was gone as quickly as it came. I could feel my heartbeat picking up on its race as I dug my hands on either side of me on the wooden chair I sat in.

      "But, my sweet Chloe," suddenly, his smirk appeared again while in his eyes, the dark brown colour was slowly melting together with something so bright till his eyes that were starring back at me and had haunted me in my dreams ever since I had first seen it, were a blazing bright red. "Unfortunately, you have no say in this."

      My throat went dry as I saw a twinkle of amusement flashing in his eyes and it was clear that nothing in this situation was fortunate for me.

     "You can't force me to do something I don't want to," I replied but the both of us knew that this reply was a weak attempt of me to save more time to face what was about to happen.

     "Oh, I can and if you don't cooperate with me, my love, then I will force you." It was final, from the way his tone was so deep and in his eyes flashed something really dark, I knew that there was no use to discuss any more about it. Even though I was aware that he obviously had the upper hand in truly every little thing that concerned me, I did not do such a thing as giving up. No, I was going to fight till the very end to do every thing in my might to prevent this from happening.

     "Then you will have to force me," I whispered with hate, tightening my grip on the chair as I pushed myself back with the chair. The scratching sound was so loud that it caused me to wince slightly from the sudden loud noise of it but I pushed it away and stood up without looking at him.

      Much to my surprise, he did not make any sort of move to follow my movements and stand up too. Inwardly, I was panicking out of fright since I was hundred per cent sure that he once again would try to get close to me. Though, on the outside, I tried to look all collected and cool, as if I was knowing exactly what was happening and what I was doing. And, it frightened me even more since he just stood there seated in his chair, leaned back with those red eyes trained on me intently. So pushing the confusion and fright aside, I let out a shaky breath and turned away to walk out of the door. Though, the only thing that I didn't thought through enough was the fact that he had locked the door as soon as we got in. So as I stood there, with my hand gripping tightly the handle that would not let itself turn, I could feel those bright red eyes starring at the back of my head.