Chapter 4 What happened

Liam looked at the ring on his finger. It was a specially ordered silver ring and was second to none in the world. Inside the circle of the ring were Adriel's initials inside which were written A.K, as well as his initials; L.H in the ring that Adriel wore. Right after the wedding procession which everything took place in a rush, he was taken by Adriel to the mansion he had visited two days before, which was said to be the home they lived in, so here he was now.

Previously he was contracting on how to show his expressions during the wedding party. In fact, the party was not attended by many people. Adriel rented a large church, threw a simple garden party attended by no more than twenty people.

Liam's parents were of course present, putting on a tense and worried look on what should be a happy day during a party. From Adriel's side, he didn't bring much of his family, not even his father and mother were seen.

Liam didn't know much about Adriel's background, but didn't he have parents?

The click of the door snapped him out of his thoughts. The bathroom door slowly opened and thin, warm fumes wafted out along with the pleasant scent of soap. Adriel came out with a big white bathrobe that wrapped around his body, part of his wet, muscular chest was visible, Liam immediately averted his eyes.

'Wait. Why did I avert my eyes?'

Adriel held the towel in his hand to rub his wet hair. He walked towards Liam with pursed lips. "It's so fresh to take a shower after a tiring day. Go take a shower too."

Liam stood up but he avoided looking at Adriel so his walk was a bit odd.

This made Adriel wince dissatisfied, he grabbed Liam's hand and slammed him on the bed. "Why, hm? Do you feel disgusted to be in the same room as me?"

"Why should I? Uh, can you let go of my hand?" Liam replied flatly, but didn't struggle.

"I've officially married you, there's no use regretting it now."

"Let me go."

"You think I'll go easy on you just because you dare? Your family is in debt with me, their fate is in my hands."

Liam didn't answer, this time he struggled to free himself.

"Don't think I'll go easy on you." Adriel gripped his wrists even harder. "Even if I want to destroy your pride now I can do it. Aren't you scared?"

Liam's forehead creased in pain. "Do whatever you want to do to me; destroy me, torture me, or kill me but don't touch them."

This sentence made Adriel furious, but he quickly pulled himself together.

"Are you begging now? Really?" Adriel grinned. "Can you beg more sincerely? Hm? Come on. Do it."

Liam averted his eyes, but Adriel clutched his cheek to stare back at him.

"Look closely at me when I'm talking. You think I have full patience?"

The gazes directed at him were cold and angry, like it was a sign of hostility without the slightest fear. No one had ever dared to look at him with those eyes, Liam was the only one who did.

It wasn't like Adriel wanted to force him into one room. Since it was a new house, the renovations were still incomplete and the water heater in the other bathroom wasn't working yet, so he was forced to use the bathroom in Liam's room.

Adriel tsked.

Seeing Liam still showing a look of hostility, he smiled bitterly then released him, leaving him without a word.

"Fvck!"

Liam's body slumped boneless to the floor, he was shaking and pale, he gasped when the door slammed with a bang.

When he closed his eyes, heard more things falling and breaking outside, knowing that Adriel was furious. He slowly inhaled, steadying his thumping heart and letting out a sigh.

This was just the beginning. He was married to that man now.

Right.

Even if he regretted, it was too late.

It was his fate.

Late at night, Liam was feeling thirsty and hungry. He remembered that he didn't eat much at the party because he had no appetite. Come to think of it, a week before the wedding his appetite dropped drastically. He sighed and left the room slowly. But the house that was thought to be pitch black at night, was actually brightly lit and there was someone downstairs cleaning up the mess silently.

Liam came down right away.

"S-Sir, you woke up? Did I wake you up?" A short and thin woman looked tired, her face frightened, she was a housemaid.

Liam saw a few broken jars on the floor and a wooden sideboard that was broken as if there had been an earthquake.

Was this the commotion Adriel made when he was angry earlier?

Impossible.

"No. I was just going down to get some water." Liam replied nonchalantly.

"Ah, you must be hungry, right? Young master gave a message to warm food for you if you are hungry. Please wait a bit."

He wanted to ignore this woman, but he couldn't.

"I can warm it myself. You go to bed."

The housemaid stammered. "I c-can't. Young master might get angry if he sees this is still a mess by tomorrow morning."

Liam saw the sweat on her forehead and sighed. "I'll help you later. Don't worry."

"N-No, sir, how could I--"

"You refuse my help?"

"B-But ... this isn't right." She answered in a small voice. "If young master finds out, he will ... he will ... uh."

She did not continue her sentence and lowered her head, apparently very frightened. Liam didn't chase after her.

"Ok. No need to think about it. I'm hungry now."

"Ah, y-yes. Wait a moment." She put her broom against the wall and ran into the kitchen.

Liam followed her slowly, but his eyes didn't leave the mess in the room. Almost everything was out of shape, even tables and sofas were turned upside down so that the bottom was crushed. There was a baseball bat lying nearby in the mess, a fallen painting, and a scratched wall.

What the fck happened?

Someone just stole and destroyed the house?

... to be continued ...