"This isn't Sabina. She's not the one. It's not her." He repeated it over and over. With each cut of the scissors on the photo, it felt like my heart was being sliced.
I slumped and quietly left our room. I slowly leaned against the wall and cried.
I am crying because I know, that even though he is my husband, he will never be mine. Because for him, I stole him from Sabina. I took him away from the person he will love.
I just kept crying when suddenly the door to our room opened again. His eyes scanned the room as if searching for something, and they only stopped when he saw me. He immediately pulled me up and dragged me into the library.
"Xan--" he pushed me against the wall. I winced in pain as my hip hit the wall. I looked at him, and he was glaring at me with intense anger. He grabbed my chin harshly and made me look at him. I winced in pain but he didn't care. His eyes were full of anger, hate, and lust. I started trembling, thinking about what he wanted to do to me now.
"You are a one dirty, slut!" he said. I was about to defend myself when he crushed his lips against mine. He was kissing me so forcefully that it felt like my lips were bleeding.
He grabbed my hair and pulled me towards his table. He quickly pushed me down.
"I will fuck you hard, Savannah. I will fuck you until you feel the pain I am feeling now! I will fill you until you regret replacing Sabina! I will do to you whatever I want to do to you! I won't stop until you tell me where your sister is. Do you understand?!" he shouted. I jumped at his scream.
"I don't know where Sabina is..." I told him. His eyes narrowed even further, and he tightened his grip on my hair.
"Xander...I'm hurting.." I told him but he wasn't listening. He is not Xander. He is not the Xander that I loved. The man in front of me is a monster. A savage monster.
"You think you're pitiful? Think again Savannah! You are not pitiful! You're annoying!" he said then pushed me over to his sofa. I ignored the pain I felt on my left shoulder and forced myself to stand up. I was about to run away when he attended me and asked me to go downstairs.
I tried hard to calm and control myself when I saw him unbuckling his belt. I tried to push him but he removed his neck tie and tied my hand.
"Xander...please don't.."
But he didn't listen. He removed his suit and then his pants and boxers. There was no gentleness in him when he approached me. he viciously grabbed my waist and tore the clothes I was wearing. He also destroyed my bra and panties.
He held my chin and kissed me harshly. I felt him poking my thighs. I looked at his manhood and I was eaten by fear when I saw how huge and long it was. i know it will hurt, but it will hurt more because Xander is angry and he will not be gentle.
He inserted his tongue inside my mouth and we both groaned. He placed himself on top of me and grabbed both of my breasts. I cursed myself when I wrapped my legs around him and responded to his kisses. I should push him because I'm afraid of him, but damn! I love this man so much!
I moaned when he started to kiss my breast and sucked it.
"Oooh..." I couldn't stop the growling that came out of me. He alternately sucked my nips. He made me stand and brought me to the table. He placed me there and started kissing my neck. He traced my jawline and started planting marks on it. He removed his necktie on my hands and threw it.
"X-xander!! Oh my gosh!" I was very close to his neck when I felt one of his fingers inside me. He traced my clit and pumped it inside me like there is no tomorrow. I screamed even more when he added it. I moaned as I arched my back.
He stopped then stared at me. he grabbed my hair again and kissed me.
"Aaaaaah Xander!!" I screamed in pain because of his sudden intrusion, he was not even halfway. He stopped when he felt my barrier. I felt as if I was being ripped in two.
"That surprised me." he devilishly said. he groaned and grabbed both of my breasts.
"I tried to tell you but----oh my!" I was stopped by a hard thrust from him. He held my shoulders and wrapped my legs around him. He rammed himself inside and out of me as if there is no tomorrow. I was very close to him. I am now his. I am now fully his. He has marked me. He's got everything from me.
The pain I was feeling was replaced by pleasures. The whole room was filled with our moans of our moans. I forced my eyes to open and I looked at Xander, his eyes were closed and his mouth was shaped with a perfect O.
"Fuck!" he growled. He started to move faster and deeper. The table started to become unsteady. I cried out his name as I felt an overwhelming sensation in me. I exploded but he didn't stop. He kept on banging me hard until I was lying on the table. He buried himself on me with each powerful thrust.
"Savannah.. I'm coming." He said. And with a final strong thrust, he spilled himself inside me.
I stayed in that place with great weakness. Xander is still inside me and he was looking at me while he is catching his breath.
"I hate you." He suddenly said. I was too stunned and I felt I was about to cry when he started moving again.
I closed my eyes as I felt him inside me. That was all I was to him. A sex slave. A battered lover. A partner in bed. A substitute wife.
"Vannie, are you all right?" Mom asked me. I looked at him and everyone is looking worriedly at me. I felt Xander's hand on mine.
"Why are you crying?" he reached for my cheeks but I shook his hand and continued eating. I should not go with this man. I regret being in this house again. It brings me back to the past.
"Savannah..." he still called me, but I ignored him. Tonight is a family dinner. His parents are here, my grandparents, and much to my surprise, even my parents are here.
"Is something bothering you, dear?" my mom asked me. I smiled at her and shook my head. My mom is the most wonderful person in the world. And I missed her. But I really don't feel well being in this place, so I can't entertain her.
"Rest for a while," Dad said. I glanced at him and he was intently looking at me, his face stiff and devoid of any emotions.
"Are you tired?"
I looked at Xander and shook my head. I sighed.
"I want to go home."
I heard him sigh.
"We are already home, Savannah."
I glared at him. My voice grew louder.
"I TOLD YOU FOR THE NTH TIME THAT THIS IS NOT MY HOME!!" I shouted. Everybody at the table fell silent. They were all looking at the two of us. Xander clenched his jaw with my sudden outburst. He was about to say something when my phone suddenly rang.
"Excuse me." I didn't wait for the elders' response and went outside. Memories flashed as I walked through the garden.
"Hello? Pier?" I said.
"This isn't Ninong Pier." I immediately smiled when I heard her sweet voice.
"Oh, my bad. Hello, sweetie. Why aren't you asleep yet?" I asked her.
I heard her groan.
"Mama, it's morning here in California," she said with a laugh. Oh yeah, I forgot.
"Sorry, babe. I forgot about it. Did you just call?"
"Just because. I just missed you. When are you coming back?"
"Soon." I heard her sigh. There she goes again. She makes me remember him when she sighs.
"When is 'soon'?" she persisted. She's so persistent.
"Very soon." Because even I don't know when I'll be able to go home. I heard Pier and Ericka's voices in the background.
"ALEXA! Why did you call your Mama? You're going to use up all my load again!" Pier shouted. I laughed when I heard my daughter giggle.
"Sorry, Ninong. Sandro gave it to me while you were sleeping."
"You two..." I could imagine Pier running his hands through his natural red hair.
"Baby, where's Sandro?" I asked her. She giggled again.
"He's outside, Ma. He's playing in the snow."
I smiled fondly.
"Okay, give the phone back to Ninong now. I'll call you again."
"Yes, Ma! Love you!"
I heard a kissing sound in the background. It made my heart melt.
"And I love you too. Send my kisses to Sandro, okay?"
"Yep! Bye!"
And she ended the call. I turned my back and went back to the dinner. I noticed that Xander wasn't in his seat.
After a while, Xander returned and sat beside me again. I looked at him, and his face was grim and dark. What happened to him?
"Savannah," Dad called me. I looked at him. He took a sip of his coffee and looked at me.
"I have to ask you something," he began. I raised an eyebrow.
"And what is that, Dad?"
I saw everybody hold their breath, which surprised me.
"I want you and Xander to work things out."
And I swear, I felt my jaw drop upon hearing that.