Chapter 3 My Ruthless Husband

Denise POV

I couldn't control the tears in my eyes, I needed to see him. I just can't do this anymore.

The fact that he appeared at my wedding, the pain in his eyes. I felt it too. I was staring at my image in the mirror, the wedding gown I wore was still on me.

I took my phone and messaged Ivan, hoping for a response. I wanted to meet up with him, to spend the night in his arms, weep and apologize.

My hands tremble as I wipe the tears from my eyes, intending to rise up when the door bangs open.

I almost passed out when I saw him, Lucas! His hair was wet and loosened, falling on his face as he staggered inside the room.

The way he acted, quite drunk. He had abandoned me in this room earlier, and clearly told me if I expected love or affection from him, that wouldn't work.

Furthermore, he claims he'd be leaving for a business trip, which means we wouldn't be spending any nights together.

That was a relief on my part because Ivan would meet me in my room.

Why is he back? I quickly stood up from where I sat because he was heading in my direction.

He shook his head and sucked his breath, chuckling and rubbing his eyes.

"They got me a beautiful one, huh?" he whispers, his husky voice laced with venom as he stared at me seductively.

He began to take out his shirt as I almost lost my breath.

His body was a testament to his rugged, no-nonsense approach to life.

His broad shoulders and a powerful chest rippled with muscles.

Every inch of his body seemed to radiate a sense of quiet, unshakable strength and my jaw dropped.

"Why are you here? You said no touching, and it's strictly..."

"Shush" he responded, and I squirmed, intending to move towards the door, but the gown was heavy on me.

He let out a moan and trailed his hand inside his pants. I saw he was grabbing his dick as he grinned at me.

"You know, I never intended to have a honeymoon...but then that kiss was something else" he whispered as I trembled where I stood.

He'd want to have my body, but I belong to Ivan alone, no one else. I just need to stop him.

"It's our honeymoon after all" he added, flickering his fingers at me as he pulled out his other hand from his pants.

"Please... "I'm not ready", I responded in a panic as I wished someone comes to save me.

He smirked at me, stomped closer, grabbed my wrist and flung me on the bed. I bounced on the bed, my hair flung on my face as I was startled.

I crawled on the bed, but he jumped on me as though he'd break me underneath his weight.

My heart beats so fast, my breath cuts in my throat as I tingle rush on my skin. He was fast, trying to undress me.

"Please don't" I begged, but he wasn't listening as he unzipped the wedding dress, pulling it roughly from me.

I was left with only my underwear and bra. He leaned his body over and his heat simmered through my body, causing my chest to grow so tight.

He was breaching my every defense to break out of his hold. He was making me lose my breath as I didn't like the sensation he made me feel.

I coiled myself to a corner as he inhaled my hair. My body shook with terror and I covered my mouth to suppress the silent scream.

He ran his fingers on my face, his lips pressed against my neck as his hot breath poured on me.

His hands lingered on my back, and he pulled out the bra forcefully. His eyes starred at my breast and I could see the lust in that look.

He scooped me closer to him and my body absorbed the feel of him. My heart flipped.

He teased my lips apart, his body enveloped mine as I burnt and trembled. I tasted the alcohol in his mouth. I almost wretched.

I still had my underwear on, and he still had his pants, but I could feel his dick cushion against my concealed pussy.

Tension was built inside my body, the brutal sense of his passion was breathtaking as part my lips the more, moving with me on the bed.

He dragged his mouth out. I gasped as he grabbed my breasts, kneading them to his taste and grinning at me.

Then a knock suddenly came, but it seemed he was watching my face. I rolled my head as he was kissing me all over my face, licking me and groaning.

He was unzipping his pants now and pressing me down with the other.

"Boss!" a voice called from outside as I gasped from the heat Lucas was creating around me.

It seemed that voice made him forget what he intended to do as he let go of his zipper and resumed caressing my skin with his tongue.

His face was buried on my shoulder as I felt his hot tongue on my skin, sucking and biting me mildly.

"Please stop Lucas" I cried, kicking him with my legs. My muscles stiffened and adrenaline burst inside me, but he was too strong.

He took one hand and struck it inside my underwear.

I let out an unintentional moan as his fingers were stroking my clit in a circular motion.

My hair stood at its end as I wrote on the bed.

"Argh... you're loving it, huh" he whispered and grabbed my mouth forcefully, assaulting my lips tenderly. I could taste our shared breath, a knot tied to my stomach.

"Boss!!!" The voice grew louder as I grabbed the blanket, gritting my teeth. I was feeling wet as his fingers rubbed my clit faster.

My body moved up and down as I moaned unintentionally, wriggling on the bed. He was making me want him as he was just teasing me.

I crawled upward, my hands pushed him to move away from me. I clutched my hands around my breasts, sobbing.

It seems the person outside was persistent, wanting Lucas to come out.

"Fuck off!" He barked at the guest outside as he held the apex of my legs, drew me down, spread my thighs as I saw him direct my legs to wrap his waist.

I screamed louder and the door blasted open. Lucas shuddered as he paused. Our eyes rolled at who was by the door.

It was Ivan, panting heavily, his eyes blazing with anger. It seems as though he ran, his presence radiates tension as his body stiffens.

"Boss, there's an emergency! "I'm sorry to barge in" he announced as I whimpered, shivering with cold.

Lucas moved away from me, staring at Ivan, totally stunned.

Hastily, I covered my body with the blanket close by, buried my face. My breath was shallow and rapid as I parted my lips. My mouth was dry as I struggled to speak but couldn't find a word.

He growled and stood up from the bed, his feet staggering towards Ivan and he suddenly slapped him.

Ivan's face swiveled to the right side and I trembled with fear. Ivan's cheek had turned red and a silent gasp left me.

Lucas' body vibrated with an aggressive energy, his arms were rigid, giving the impression that he was posed for violence.

"Don't ever barge in when I don't permit you!" he retorts. His voice was menacing as he was furious.

Ivan clenched his teeth and apologized again while Lucas pushed him aside and walked away.

Ivan shifted his gaze at me as I clutched the surrounding blanket. His eyes scanned me if I was fine.

His face was etched with concern but when our eyes met, he placed a cold gaze at me.

A storm blew in his eyes as though he'd burn me to ashes with a single look. He wouldn't even speak to me.

His left cheek was sore from the slap Lucas gave him, it hurt, and I felt so bad about that.

"Ivan..." I muttered, trying to rise up to meet him, but he stepped out and slammed the door in my face.