Gabrielle Song was in the bed, struggling to fall asleep. Her eyes were heavy but sleep escaped her grasp no matter how hard she tried. After hours, when she was just about to get lost in a dream world, she felt a cold and rough hand touching her face.
She tried to brush it away from her face, but to no effect. Shocked, she opened her eyes only to find herself gazing into another pair of cold, dark eyes.
Gabrielle Song's heart started thumping. When she placed the man in front of her clearly, a chill ran through her spine.
"What are you doing here?" She clutched the quilt close to her chest, and moved to the farthest end of the bed in fear.
"Gabrielle... have you forgotten that this is our bedroom? Why can't I be here?"
Westley Lu spoke with a smirk, perched on the opposite corner of the bed. He was still wearing the bridegroom's clothes from the night before. His eyes were tinted red, narrow and cold.
Yes. Yesterday was Gabrielle's wedding day, and the man in front of her was her husband, Westley Lu. This was the first time she was laying an eye on him after the ceremony.
She had waited for him the whole night, and had at last decided to try sleeping.
The sun was already lighting up the horizon bringing a solemn sadness over her.
Westley hadn't returned to his bride on his wedding night.
"Yes, I know this is our bedroom. But do you know that? We got married last night and you didn't come here at all? Where have you been?"
Gabrielle asked, finally getting a hold of herself.
Westley snorted, like he was least bothered and saw no problem with his conduct. "You're acting like a dissatisfied, neglected woman. Do you feel wronged because we didn't have sex on the night of our wedding?"
"I am not acting- ouch, it hurts!"
Before Gabrielle could go on, Westley leaned closer to her and held her chin in his hand, staring at her fiercely.
"Gabrielle, have you forgotten why you married me?" He tightened his grip on her chin, making a sharp pain shoot up her jaw. Gabrielle's heart skipped a beat, fearing he would crush her with just a little more strength.
"No, I haven't." She didn't know whether it was because of the grievance or because of the physical pain from his hold, a tear rolled down her cheek, gliding onto Westley's thumb. The moment the tear touched him, he loosened his grip as if in disgust.
It almost looked like he thought she was a dirty animal.
"Have you called him?" Westley threw the words, out of bed and wiping away his thumb with a napkin.
"I... I called my brother, but his phone was off. I can't find him... What am I to do?" Gabrielle felt her throat tightening as she resisted the urge to cry.
"Keep calling him. If you don't find him, you will see the destruction of the Song family."
Westley spoke tonelessly, walking into the bathroom.
Gabrielle could not hold back the tears anymore. As soon as Westley was out of sight, a flood of tears streamed down her face.
She reached for her phone, and could not help but burst into more tears as she saw her handsome brother's picture on the wallpaper.
'Brother, where are you?' she thought to herself in distress.
It was because of her brother that she had been forced to marry Westley Lu, the man who was famous as the Demon of A City.
Three days ago, Westley and his men had raided the Song family house, saying that Gabrielle's brother, Bryce had fled with his fiancee. The two seemed to have disappeared from the face of earth. They were nowhere to be found.
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