(*WARNING- NON CONSENSUAL*) (*SLIGHT DISCOMFORTING*) (NOT ELABORATED MUCH)

A week later

They exchanged vows, and as the clock struck midnight, they found themselves in the grandeur of his mansion, embarking on their god knows what life together.

She was on the dressing table in front of the mirror, removing her jewellery. Theodore had been watching her from the doorway, his eyes fixed on her as she unadorned herself.

He took a step forward, his footsteps echoing in the room. "You look beautiful." He said in a low voice. She says nothing. He took another step closer to her, stopping just behind her. "You're quiet." He observed.

He reached out a hand and gently brushed some of her hair off her shoulder. "Are you nervous?" "I'm tired". she lied

He raised an eyebrow at her response. "Tired, huh?"

He could sense that she felt off, but he didn't call her out on it. Instead, he moved closer to her, standing directly behind her now.

"We haven't even gotten to the best part yet." He said, a subtle hint of seduction in his voice. She moved a little distance, noticed her moving away from him, but he didn't let that stop him.

He took a step to follow her, closing the distance again.

"Where are you going?" He asked, a hint of amusement in his voice. "We're not done yet."

He wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her close to him.

He nuzzled his face against her neck, inhaling the scent of her skin.

"You smell good." He murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.

She tried to wriggle. He felt her try to wriggle out of his grip, but he held her tighter.

"Stop that." He said, his voice firm.

He turned her around to face him, his hands still on her waist. "You're not going anywhere."

"I'm still not prepared and need a little more time". He raised an eyebrow at her words. "What do you mean you're not ready or need more time?"

He took a step closer to her, his body almost pressed against hers. "We're married now. This is what married couples do."Please," he could hear the desperation in her voice. He paused for a moment, considering her words.

"Please?" He echoed, a hint of surprise in his voice.

He studied her face, trying to gauge her expression. "I don't care." He didn't care that she wasn't ready. He didn't care that she begged him. At this moment, all he could think about was taking what he wanted.

He leaned in close to her, his eyes locked on hers. "You're my wife now. And you will do what I say."

Without hesitation, he took her by the arm and guided her firmly toward the bed. He acted fast, his strong hands quickly getting rid of her saree. The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her.

He looked her up and down, his eyes roaming over her body.

"You're beautiful." He murmured, his voice low and husky, " Please, I beg you"

He could hear the pleading in her voice, and it made his heart race. She was so beautiful like this, desperate and pleading. Some sick animal in him unleashes.

He took a step closer to her, his eyes locked on hers.

"You're begging already?" He asked, a hint of disbelief in his voice.

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And the time went by, him claiming his rights on her brutally, and the night felt like an eternity. It felt like hours went by as he took what he wanted from her, using her body for his sadism.

It was fierce and unforgiving, leaving her battered and aching. When it was finally over, he collapsed on top of her, panting heavily.

He didn't bother to ask if she was okay. He didn't care. He had gotten what he wanted. She has already lost consciousness. He watched as she passed out, her body going limp under him. He wasn't surprised, considering how rough he had been with her.*

He got up from the bed, feeling a sense of satisfaction. He had taken what he wanted from her, and now he could finally claim her as his.

He looked down at her, his eyes roaming over her body again.

"She's mine now." He said to himself.

"He wasn't supposed to touch her... yet He found himself Mad for her again and again."

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