Trapped In My Husband's Love

The sound of the door that day sounded faint, making a girl cleaning the house move quickly toward the door.

"Is Mr. Dean home already? Why is it so late at night?"

Her steps swayed as she looked at the clock, which was already nine o'clock in the evening. The door was opened, along with a sense of surprise, when the body immediately grabbed it with a staggered motion.

"Mister..." Kannaya, the girl, was shocked when her husband's sturdy body collapsed and made her fall to the floor.

A soft grunt was heard with a feeling of surprise that became even more when she felt her husband's breath rushing with the strong smell of alcohol.

"Darling..." the man whispered with his strong hands that moved dominantly, hugging her body.

Instantly sweat flooded Kannaya's body when she heard her husband's voice was hoarse and wet. She felt her body stiffen when her husband's hands which had been sacred and untouched by her, began to touch her body parts.

"Sir ..."

"It," Dean whispered first, his face flushed with increasingly lustful gazes as he pressed his wife's body under his body. "I want you, Baby!"

In an instant, he was up and walking towards the door. He locked the door with an increasingly unfocused stare before smiling faintly and turning around.

He found his wife, who had not dared to do anything to him, was trying to get up and move away. Kannaya Frastyna, a girl who is a student in his education, is an orphan girl whom he forcibly marries because of compensation.

Yes, compensation. Dean is a successful man in the property and technology business, increasing in this metropolitan city. Disguising as a lecturer to lessen his boredom for the wealth he has becomes an option when he feels increasingly bored living in such a state every day.

Since his brother's death, Dean had never experienced anything exciting and had never done anything happy. He became a closed person, introverted and also untouchable haughty.

"Mister Dean..."

Kannaya looked panicked when her husband and lecturer, boss, and employer moved drunkenly towards her. But it was too late; she lost quickly until he was caught, and Dean pinned her between the wall.

"Mister, what are you going to do?" he asked frantically, making Dean appear to smile in his drunken state.

"You are so beautiful, honey..."

Kannaya shook her head, trying to speak to awaken her husband, but the man first silenced her thin lips and crushed her roughly and passionately. Kannada was dumbfounded, her body went limp, but Dean pulled her so that it was perfectly attached to her muscular body.

The tasting lasted several minutes. After he was satisfied with pulverizing her ripe lips, Dean pressed her lips against his wife's neck. He kissed and bit Kannaya's sweaty skin.

Kannaya bit her lips deeply, feeling that she would be crushed because she was getting squeezed. She gripped the sturdy arm of her husband, who was already increasingly lustful. Even the man was about to tear the clothes he was wearing.

"Mister... what are you doing?! We will be divorced in less than a year; why are you doing this? This is out of agreement!" Kannaya says after gathering all her courage.

During these three months, she was terrified of Dean, the man who had married her by force, which made her a servant. Also, Dean changed his status only because Kannaya would not run away when it was officially compensated for her carelessness.

What is Kannaya doing? Only accidentally tearing Dean's expensive coat while teaching. Kannaya didn't know how much it cost, and she also accidentally did it because she fell due to being pushed by her friend. Such a trifle cost him compensation, and since he had no money, Dean cruelly forced her to be a maid in this man's apartment for fourteen months.

Divorced ...

Yes, they are getting divorced in a few months, and for the last three months, Kannaya can't do anything, consistently wrong and always in a rage without him even knowing what he did wrong.

Dean's body stiffened slightly, hearing Kannaya's voice and words. Her face, which seemed covered in sweat with the desire that filled her soul, made Kannaya afraid of herself because of the man's sharp gaze.

"Mister... I can't do it, don't..." Kannaya said while moving her hand until she could touch the face of the man, who was none other than her husband.

For the first time, he could touch that face without any resistance because Dean was drunk and looked like he couldn't control himself.

"Mr. Dean..." She called again, making Dean seem to move his hand and grab Kannaya's hand. "Mister, you must be aware! Don't do this to me!"

Dean grinned instead, then grabbed Kannaya's hand holding her face. He placed the girl's hand on her neck, then lifted his wife's buttocks into her arms.

"Mister!" Kannaya panicked when he didn't hit the floor. "What are you going to."

"You are mine!"

After saying that, Dean stepped towards the apartment stairs, which immediately led him to the top floor.

"Mister-"

Dean silenced his lips when he was about to speak, took a deep breath, and pressed his wife's buttocks and nape so she wouldn't fight back. Kannaya rebelled, but her tiny body couldn't fight against her husband's well-built body.

Even just breaking Dean's kiss, she couldn't. It felt like his whole body was losing cells and joints until he couldn't move because of what had happened.

The door to the room was slammed loudly; Kanaya's heart was about to let go due to the actions of the man, who was none other than her husband. Husband on compensation agreement. Even Kannada doesn't know what her current status is, whether it's a wife or someone who has to be responsible for compensation.

"Mister!" Kannaya, put on the man's bed for the first time, quickly moved backward.

Dean seemed to smile slyly and pulled Kannaya's feet close to him. This made the wife fall again and lie on her husband's bed.

"Mister, Don't do this!" Kannaya tried to keep her husband's body from falling on him; with all her might, she pushed her husband, but her strength was still meaningless.

This made her tears come out; she cried in fear when she felt her husband's touch and treatment getting out of bounds.

No! So far, Kannaya has never wanted to be treated like a real wife by Dean. She realized who she was until it was impossible to expect love from a man who didn't even want it. All of this is very confusing stuff.

What will happen after the husband wakes up from his drunkenness? How about after this? How about when you're at university? What's next for their relationship?

That was Kannaya's cry amidst the gasping for breath and sighs scrambling out of her mouth.

"Ahh... it hurts," she said with a soft sob when he felt her husband would unite their bodies.

Dean, drunk and sober, heard those words until he moved his hand and gently stroked his wife's face. Kannaya's sobs can still be heard, letting him know that this woman is a virgin and he will get her virginity.

"Mister... ahh!" Kannaya felt pain when she felt her husband's stab which was not reduced.

Kannaya's hand gripped her husband's arm tightly, and her tears streamed down, but she seemed unable to resist the touch and what her husband would do.

Somehow, he was hypnotized. Kannaya could only wince in pain while her husband kept breaking her down there.

"Ummm..."

Surrender. There is nothing Kannaya can do now. The hope is that when she wakes up, her husband will not realize he has done this, and there will be no further problems. However, Kannaya is worried Dean will go berserk when he realizes he has spent the night and made love to a woman who is not in his class and does not even love him.

***

Kannaya's body shivered an hour after she fell asleep on her husband's bed. It hurt, Kannaya felt her bones breaking, and she fell asleep because her husband had been in the relationship for a long time.

Her whole body seemed numb, but Kannaya realized that she had to get up and leave this room before Dean woke up. Her clothes were scattered downstairs, along with Dean's clothes. Even her head hurt so badly when she got up and let go of Dean's hand that was holding her hand tightly.

"God, it's already five o'clock. I have to go to the market," she thought with nausea in his stomach.

Kannaya had not eaten last night when she opened the door for the man. She probably catches a cold now and is exhausted because of what her husband is doing.

"Don't let my stomach acid recur," she thought again as he moved slowly out of bed.

Even though her whole body was in so much pain and all her bones were about to fall off, Kannaya kept sauntering and picked up her and her husband's scattered clothes. She had to hide the clothes so there would be no trouble either. Kannaya even hopes that Dean is not aware of what has happened.

That was her big wish, she closed her eyes for a moment, then looked at her husband's face, who looked so sleepy, and yes, that man was satisfied.

Kannaya sighed, wanting to regret it was also useless. From the start, she could never refuse and frustrate the wishes of the man who was none other than her husband. If he could, then they wouldn't get married.

Kannaya admits that even though Dean was drunk last night when he kissed her, Dean did it gently and didn't hurt her, making Kannaya take a deep breath and step slowly towards the outside.

She left the men's room, went inside, and put their dirty clothes in the basket. After that, she turned on the shower and washed herself.

Kannaya took a deep breath, looking at her almost-finished soap. She would buy it secretly later. After all, she used to take the little spending money Dean gave him to buy her own needs.

"My God, my body is already affected by skin disease." Kannaya took a deep breath, then retook a shower and left.

She wears college clothes as well because at ten o'clock she will enter. In two semesters, she will graduate, and she will stop being a wife on the compensation agreement. Kannaya intends to find a better job, live in a boarding house, and, lastly, he will save money to travel to the country she wants.

After getting ready and preparing college books, Kannaya takes her cell phone. She had just taken pain medication so that between her thighs was better. I entered the kitchen and prepared hot tea, plain bread and butter, and fruit for Dean's breakfast.

After that, Kannaya quickly left the apartment unit for fear of having a dispute or meeting Dean if she woke up. She was worried that what was there was anger. Dean realized what he had done, which only made Kannaya afraid.

"Eh, Kannaya is awake? So fast?" said a young security guard who stood guard at the gate of the luxury apartment.

Kannaya smiles, gets on her electric motorbike, and stops near the security guard.

"I'm going to the market, sir. Today's basic needs have run out, so I will shop again weekly." Kannaya explained, making the security guard, who was like his best friend, nod.

"Be careful, ok? If anything happens, don't hesitate to contact me, okay?"

Kannaya smiled, looking at him, who had opened the gate.

"I'll say goodbye first, okay?"

"Okay!"

Kannaya sighed as she brought her electric motorbike speeding over the morning streets. The twenty-two-year-old girl seemed to take a deep breath, still remembering what had happened last night. She still had fear until her hands trembled slightly, pulling the gas pedal.

"Relax, Kannaya. Mister Dean was just drunk, and he won't remember anything unless you remind him. Now you should know that he won't wake up, and you shouldn't look for trouble until he does."

Kannaya took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down. She's on the highway right now, and she needs to focus. If not, then she will crash. The road is getting crowded, and don't let her make a mistake.

Kannada doesn't have money to go to the hospital for treatment. If Dean finds out that, this man will be furious. If she who was seriously injured is still better, what if the victim she hit was seriously injured and had to be treated? Then have to compensate?

Kannaya shook her head, slowly imagining it. The girl's face seemed to try to focus. She has irises that are firm but beautiful to look at. Eyebrows curled, lips a bit thick but sexy, and a slightly sharp nose and long hair that is well groomed.

The girl has an ideal body, beautiful for a girl her age. That's why some students want to be friends with her, even without caring about Kannaya's wealth. Even when her friends knew he had to be a maid at Dean's apartment, their professor, who tends to be fierce and a killer, often put up with him.

"Brown rice, white rice." Kannaya moved to take a bag of different brands of rice, then pushed the trolley while opening her cell phone, which contained a note.

She shopped, intending to stay there longer so she wouldn't run into Dean at the apartment. If you meet on campus, you can still not see each other, but if you are in an apartment, there must be something that makes Kannaya have to be scolded or reprimanded by that cold man.

I don't know. Everything that Kannaya is doing is wrong in her eyes. Kannaya's ears seem thicker since becoming a maid in the apartment of Dean Richard Agnajaya.

Tsk!

A tall, well-built figure lying on his bed began to be disturbed when the sunlight infiltrated his room.

He moved his body until he lay on his back, feeling that all his bones were so tired, but there was a feeling of satisfaction and release in his heart when he woke up.

Still dazzled by what he saw, Dean, that man is Dean Richard Agnajaya. He wiped his face with outstretched arms and bare chest while the blanket still wrapped around him from the waist down.

Glancing to the right and left, only him was in the room. I made her move her body and sit up, then looked to the other side and lifted the blanket a little. Sure enough, there was something red there.

The man's face remained blank as if nothing had happened. While staring at the door of the room, and took a breath until Adam's apple moved.

"Kannaya Frastyna..." he said softly, like a whisper, smiling crookedly.

Rising from his seat, Dean walked towards the bathroom. This was his room so he could use it however he pleased. Before going to the bathroom, Dean took his cell phone and looked at the screen seriously before he finally typed a message and put down the elegant-looking flat object with a slight twitch.

His jaw also looks stiffer than when he woke up earlier. There seemed to be anger inside him that could not be brushed off.

"I hate the apartment security guard. He's so flirtatious that he likes to tempt anyone!"

He often said those words to his best friend, Andreas, when he met at a hangout or club. Even to this day, I'm still annoyed with that man's behavior. Disgusting!

"Why are you so annoyed? There is a problem between you with him?" Andreas asked casually as he poured wine into his glass.

Hearing her question, Dean thought once more about saying it. However, he didn't want his pride to fall just because he felt like he had lost to a security guard who was very far from him.

"How can you make someone deterrent from acting like a witch?" asked Dean with his gaze that seemed to be directed at the wine in Andreas' hand.

"The method?"

Dean nodded, looking at Andreas, who was a bit silent thinking because his forehead looked doubled.

"You could make him lose the most precious thing in his life. Then he will regret it."

Andreas' words managed to make him think of one thing. True, there is one thing that is most valuable about that woman. The girl he suddenly married must still be pure and a virgin so that he could get her virginity.

"You're right, and I'll give it a try." Dean grinned, then grabbed the wine bottle and me

"Good, you're handsome, rich, and also great. Who can beat you?" asked Andreas, which made Dean smile a little.

"You're right." He took a sip of the drink, then looked at Andreas, who was already smiling a little, almost drunk.

"I saw one girl who was in your apartment. Who was she? Beautiful and very cute."

Andreas' following words were like a fire that ignited the fuse for a bomb in Dean's heart. He shook off the glass in his hand forcefully after finishing its contents in one gulp. He doesn't like it when someone approaches and discusses Kannaya Frastyna, the girl who belongs to him.

"Hey, where are you going? Have you finished drinking?" asked Andreas with a somewhat skeptical look when he saw Dean get up and intend to leave.

"Don't contact me until tomorrow morning!" said Dean in a deep voice as he walked away, leaving Andreas, who didn't understand what his best friend would do.

As they walked, Dean's face was hard, like holding back anger. He headed over to the bartending department, then bought a bottle of wine and drank it on his way out. He finally felt slightly drunk and came home with Kannaya, his welcoming little wife. In the end, he did what he could to deter the girl.

***

Dean turned the shower switch off, stepped out of the room, and wrapped a white towel around his athletic body.

The man got ready, dressed in a white suit and tidying his hair but still a bit messy so that it looked even more charming behind his jet-black eyes and his face that looked handsome.

He tidied up his collar briefly, then stepped out after looking at his messy bed. A crooked smile appeared on his lips that looked dazzling, but he still walked without m

He wants to know what Kannaya is up to.

But once he got downstairs, his luxurious apartment was empty, and no one was there. Dean stepped into the kitchen, then found a plate of bread that became his breakfast.

The man frowned. Where's Kannaya? He looked behind him, but nothing. Not even in the clothesline. Is it possible in the room?

Without touching his breakfast, Dean stepped upstairs again and opened Kannaya's room. None too.

"Where is he? Don't tell me he ran away?" The man's face hardened. He stepped towards the girl's small cupboard, and his clothes were intact.

Nothing was missing, not even some of the girl's stationery and college equipment. Dean took a deep breath, then stepped outside and down the stairs.

It was already half past nine, but he seemed to have nothing to do, so he was very relaxed sitting on the living room sofa. I intended to wait for the arrival of the girl. He wants to know if Kannaya is a deterrent or not.

But for a few moments, Kannaya didn't appear either, making her uneasy and getting up. He grabbed the car keys, then slammed the apartment door before entering the elevator.

***

"Ah, you can. I can do it myself, and I'm still strong."

Kannaya, who had just arrived after shopping at the supermarket, politely and kindly refused help from the security guard there.

"It's okay, let me help. You're also a girl, after all. Suppose I help, it would be better. You will see that I am a handsome man."

Kannaya shook her head slowly. "My employer doesn't like it when strangers enter his apartment. Please cooperate, okay? I don't want to be punished later for violating orders," she said, making the young security guard silent.

"You can stand working as a maid. How about we just get married? Let me pay for your life?" the young man offered bluntly, widening Kannaya's eyes.

However, before he spoke, there was already a shadowy silhouette that made him fail to do so, and instead try to leave without a word.

"Oh, so you're here? Have fun dating and leaving your job!"

Kannada was stunned to hear his words, but she did not dare to look at the face of the man who was her husband and employer.

"Go upstairs, Kannaya!"

"Y-yes, Mister."