Okay, another shout-out to Rosiielove. Thank love for the gift.
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"It’s the least I can do for you, considering your predicant. With my brother, you’ll never know what it ans to be with a real man. Only I can give you that."
Never know what it ans?
Penny wanted to laugh.
Wasn’t it all just touches and kisses?
Well, she had experienced almost everything on the first night she had stayed with Osvaldo. He had kissed her better than Chris had ever. So what the hell was this moron talking about?
"I’m willing to give you everything you fantasized about, Penny," Chris said, his voice low and slimy. "But only if you obey. You’ll be my dirty little secret. The sin I can never show the world." His hand shot forward, gripping her throat as he leaned in, eyes dark with twisted desire as he stared at her delicate lips.
Penny’s blood roared in her ears. Her entire body scread in protest.
With every ounce of strength left in her, she shoved him back, stumbling but unafraid. "Don’t you dare touch again," she rasped, her voice cracked and raw from earlier.
"I’m fat, rember? You said it yourself, that I disgust you. That I’m ugly. A pig." Her voice trembled, not from weakness, but fury.
Those were the exact words she said to him. So why the hell was he telling her these things?
Why was he forcing himself on her?
Chris scoffed, stepping forward again like a snake slithering back to its prey. "Don’t pretend you don’t want , Penelope. We both know you’ve begged for it before."
And then, he grabbed her again, tighter this ti, and crashed his lips onto hers. Penny struggled against him, but he just kept forcing himself further into her mouth.
Penny him hard.
"AHH! You fat bitch!" Chris roared, reeling back as blood dripped from his lip.
"How dare you touch ?" she hissed back, her hands going to her throat which still hurt.
Chris wiped his mouth, rage boiling in his eyes. "What are you going to do about it? Tell anyone and you’ll be kicked out of here by the Adkins Lawyers. Did you forget you’re not to be with any man when married to my brother?" He smiled like a nace.
Her rejection ant nothing because he could have her as much as he wanted and no one would say a word about it.
"I’m the only one who can help a fat shapeless pig like you Penelope. You should be grateful I have my eyes on you." Chris hissed.
Before Penny could respond, the door opened.
"Master Chris, here they are," Barnaby said, stepping into the room. Behind him were a few maids, those sa ones who had laughed when Osvaldo humiliated Abby and May.
Penny’s eyes narrowed. She could feel sothing was wrong.
Barnaby glanced between Penny and Chris. His gaze settled on his so-called master.
"What do you want with them?" Penny asked.
Chris smiled, lips still stained red. "Since you think you’re clever, I’ve co to remind you who’s truly in control.
These servants?
They’ll be locked in the dungeon for a week. That’s what they get for laughing while your crazy mad husband ssed with my mother." He wiped the blood from his lips again.
This bitch had bitten him really hard. He couldn’t begin to imagine what he would say to Ariana if she asked.
"You have no right to punish my staff," Penny said, her voice shaking with fury.
Chris laughed. "You’re nothing, Penny. Not even legally Osvaldo’s wife yet. One word from and the Golden Contract disappears forever."
He was bluffing. But not entirely. Penny had told the lawyers not to speak to anyone about her decision, and she was thankful for it now.
Let them think whatever they wanted, but she would show them who was boss.
"And for failing to control that madman, you, your husband, and your servants will starve. All food and water are cut off starting now."
"We might die, Master Chris!" Hughes cried out, stepping forward in panic. She had overheard everything happening and had seen their master Chris force himself on their Miss Penny but endured. But this, she couldn’t take it.
Osvaldo is the real owner of everything Chris thinks he has, how dare he treat Osvaldo this way?
"You can’t do that!" Hughes added and Christian’s gaze turned to her.
"Who are you to tell what to do and what not to?" Chris asked and Hughes hid behind her mistress.
"It is not my business if you die. Bla your mistress. Maybe next ti she’ll learn to obey."
"No one is starving in this house, not today, not ever," Penny said, her eyes like sharpened blades.
Chris stiffened. "Are you challenging , Penelope?" he growled.
"Barnaby take them away. As for you..."
He suddenly moved closer to Penny, a wide grin on his lips as he approached her. But suddenly paused halfway when his gaze landed on soone.
Those silver eyes stared at him like a beast ready to devour.
Osvaldo wasn’t smiling. If anything he had a frown on his face, the one that made nations bow.
All color drained from Chris’s face on seeing the madman. His past experiences with this man weren’t the best, and even if he was grown now, he was still terrified of the sa man who almost took his life.
"Penguin?" Osvaldo called and Penny t his gaze. Her blue eyes widened a little as she stared at him.
Penguin?
Was he normal now?
"I... I’ll be back," Chris said and started running away. The last thing he wanted was to be beaten by the madman again.
Once Chris was out, Osvaldo groaned silently and started walking away. Penny stared at him, her eyes following his movent.
"What do we do Miss Penny? We can’t starve, especially Master Osvaldo." Hughes’s worried voice sounded, but Penny was not in the mood to respond to her.
With quick steps, she followed the man that just left.
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