Chapter 5 Welcome to hell

Chloe

"Why are you doing this?" I storm into his office angrily, not listening to his secretary that keeps trying to stop me. I freeze on the spot at the sight I behold. Jeffrey is there, having sex with a lady right inside his office. What the heck is going on here?

"What the fuck!" He curses angrily, pulling out of her and pulling up his zipper. I watch as the lady gets down from the desk, and pull down her skirt, leaving the office after then while I glare at her disgustingly. What the heck is this?

"What are you doing here?" He asks sarcastically like nothing just happened. Is this how shameless he is?

"Aren't you shameless? What the heck was that?" I know this is none of my business, but I can't hide how disgusted I feel right now. This is the height of it all. I've been hearing rumors that he's a pervert, but I never believed it. Now I know he is.

"I think you would like to mind your business and the way you talk to me. Whatever or however I choose to live my life has nothing to do with you. If you aren't ready to answer my question, you can use the door. As you can see, I'm busy," His gaze is strictly glued to the screen of the desktop, as his hand moves the mouse.

"Why did you do that? I lost that job because of you!" I yell angrily, but he still looks unbothered about it, and it's already driving me to the edge of craziness.

"You aren't expecting me to allow my wife to work under someone, when I have all it takes to take care of her, right?" The smirk on his lips explains the sarcasm in his words.

"I am not your wife, Jeff!" I yell angrily, tears well up in my eyes.

"But we got married. My ring is still right here on my finger. Wait! Where's yours?" He asks sarcastically, looking at my hand, and I bit my bottom lip angrily.

"We didn't get married, Jeffrey Ramos. You're the last man on earth I would ever think of having anything with, not now and not forever! Now listen to me, stay the hell away from me and my life. I owe you nothing, I am not your wife and will never be," I warn him, but deep down, I know that they're just empty threats. Jeffrey is the last man anyone would want to mess with, except you're looking for your doom and it seems like I've messed with him already.

"Alright. Let's see how long you can take this," He says and finally turn his attention back to his desktop. I storm out of his office and take a cab back to the hotel where I'm temporarily living in.

It has been five days now after the incident, and these past few days seem to be the most difficult time in my entire life. My money will expire tomorrow, and I will have to leave here since I have no money to renew it. I've been finding it difficult to feed myself. I don't know what to do.

I've tried applying for online jobs, but it seems like luck is not on my side. Jeffrey is hell-bent on frustrating my life, and I know he'll stop at nothing, just to make sure that I feel so much pain until I can't take it anymore. Maybe I should just agree to this and find a way around it later. Not that I'm ever going to get a job with him around though.

I pick up my phone and dial his number. The call ring for seconds before he picks up.

"I'll marry you," I can't believe I'm telling him this, but I don't have an option. Tears roll down my cheeks after I drop the call. I'm going to get married to someone I have no feelings for, and it hurts.

How time flies, it's finally the day I have prayed to never witness.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror as tears roll down my cheeks. I am wearing one of the most expensive bridal dresses and beautiful make-up. I look like a princess, but I'm not happy. I never planned to get married this time and even if I had planned to, definitely not with Jeffrey. But my life has been twisted by fate, and now I have to embrace and live with the turn that my life has taken.

"Shall we?" The lady that came to dress me up jolt me back to reality. I wipe my tears and exit the room with her. A car is already parked in front of the building, so I just hop in, and the car zooms off.

We arrive at the church minutes later. Stepping into the church, I spot him standing in front of the altar, having a wide smile on his face, but behind that smile, all I see is the danger that awaits me in this marriage, and just the thought of it makes me panic.

I walk steadily and nervously down the aisle. With every step I take, I feel like I'm drawing close to my doom, which no one can ever save me from. How come it's just the two of us and the priest here? How come nobody else is here to witness the wedding?

"You look beautiful, as always," He smiles at me widely, holding out his hand to me. I fake a smile, placing my hand on his. The wedding kicks off afterward.

"Time to exchange rings," The priest announces, and gives a ring to each of us.

"Do you, Jeffrey Ramos, take Chloe Orlando as your lovely wedded wife? To have and to hold? To love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer, till death do you apart?" The priest asks.

"Yes, priest," He replies, staring into my veiled eyes.

"Do you, Chloe Orlando take Jeffrey Ramos as your lovely wedded husband? To have and to hold? To love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer, till death do you apart?" The priest asks me, and I gulp down the sudden lump in my throat. I feel my heart beating violently against my chest like it's going to pop out anytime soon. Am I really taking this vow and being his wife?

"Don't try to mess with me, Chloe. You'll regret it," Even if he doesn't say anything, I can hear his warning in my head, I know what he's capable of doing.

"Yes, priest," I manage to say.

"I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride," The priest says.

He slowly lifts the veil off my face, his eyes never leaving mine. He leans in on me like he is going to kiss me.

"Welcome to hell, Chloe," His whispers send shivers down my spine and I freeze on the spot...