Marriage, Love Later
Forced to confess

"What do you want?" scream Kiara, and Shawn firmly reined in Kiara's two arms.

Their eyes clashed with sharp gazes as if showing hostility between them. Although nervousness struck because of fear of being harassed, Kiara did not hesitate in the least to challenge Shawn.

Shawn reviews the cynical smile, then brings his face closer to Kiara, making Kiara even more trembling. "How dare you throw a tantrum! Didn't my warning at the time scare you, huh?"

Kiara closed the matany tightly, jolted by the cold-pitched threat that brushed her nape. Kiara swallowed her saliva, soaking her choked throat.

"A .. What do you mean?"

Shawn's hand moved to Kiara's neck, clutching her quite firmly. Kiara's breath was tight. His free hand clasped Shawn's hand, trying to untie the grip on his neck.

"Who are you calling?" shawn asked softly first, but his tone was sharp and deep.

Under these circumstances Kiara is difficult to think and digest Shawn's intentions. "Contact? Whatchu mean?" he asked back, his voice was interrupted because it was stuck.

Wrong answer, Shawn's grip is getting stronger. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING?!" wrathful snapping.

Kiara is getting scared and has trouble breathing. Her tears flowed from the corner of her eyes. What tonight, he's gonna die here?

Shawn couldn't bear to see her crying even without a puff. Gradually, he somewhat relented, loosening his grip a bit but still interrogating him. And when there was a little space in her throat, Kiara inhaled as much breath as she could.

"On your tablet is a foreign number you're calling. Whose number is that?" asked Shawn in a low tone of voice.

The number he dialed? What does he mean....

Kiara tickled. Has it been found out? You idiot! Why didn't he delete the phone's history on his tablet?

Shawn smiles winning. He read Kiara's facial expression which indicated that the girl had already understood the meaning of her words.

"Do you remember?"

Kiara was silent for a moment, threw her eyes in another direction and was nervous. "That number ... that number is my house number," he replied rather fearfully.

The answer was satisfactory, although the honesty of it made Shawn quite angry. "While the other number?"

Kiara closed her eyes while grimacing. It will be hard for him to be honest. He was worried that the man would be furious the moment he heard it.

"Why silence?" Shawn gritted him tightening the grip back on Kiara's neck. The girl wriggled in fear with her eyes tightly closed.

"That's ... that's...."

"That's what, baby?" threatening Shawn to get anxious, pointing his lips at Kiara's ear, then biting her softly.

Kiara hissed, the bite was a bit stinging. But that bluff is not just that. Shawn removed the clutches on his neck, reining his hands together again. The dress she wore showed her neck. Shawn tortures Kiara by peeling her neck to the chest and leaving a red mark.

Kiara cried, unable to bear this threat. Defense's collapsed. He thought, if Kiara said it, would Shawn stop torturing her.

"Stop .. I'll answer ..." sobbing please.

The kiss stopped, Shawn looked up, looked at Kiara, and waited for the answer that came out of his pink lips.

"That's my hp number...."

Silence, only Kiara's sobbing sounded. Shawn looked at her with frozen jaws, while Kiara turned her face away whose makeup had worn off.

"How dare you do that?" shawn murmured coldly, deep pitched and sharp. "Did you underestimate my threat? Do you think my threats are a joke?"

It turns out to be creepy. Shawn's eyes glared like a wild beast aiming at its prey. The man further intimidated her by bringing her face closer. Kiara closed her eyes because she could no longer look at him.

"I told you, from now on your family is just me, your husband. Don't call your mother and sister. Is it so hard to do THAT?!"

Shawn wrathfully, tore the upper dress to the waist, revealing the breasts* which were still covered by the bra. Kiara was startled, spontaneously crossing both of her hands in front of her chest.

Shawn gets louder, getting rid of Kiara's hands, and after succeeding, br* it is released. Kiara's cry grew louder as she screamed in despair.

"I beg ... no, Mr. .. please forgive me ... do not perk*sa me...."

Shawn touched Kiara's payud*ra with a rude and impatient touch, kissed, ************ that little* merciless, regardless of Kiara's cry.

Kiara can only squirm. Shawn's strength is not comparable to his. Despite how strongly he tried to take the man out of his body, Shawn caught and whacked his hands to avoid struggling.

Shawn stopped his activities, giving Kiara pause. "Because I believed you would obey me, I held back my urge to touch you. But, you've done twice wrong, and now you have to accept your punishment," he said, content to stare at his prey lying helplessly.

"You said ... You'll touch me after we're officially married" Kiara said with the rest of the sobbing. "Is that just a false promise?"

Shawn's eyes crossed sharply. How dare this girl scoff at him! No more mercy, his patience is exhausted. Shawn removed the buttons of his shirt one by one, then threw them on the floor.

Kiara's face paled with piercing eyes. That guy really seriously raped her? Kiara won't let that happen! Before Shawn indicated it, Kiara pushed him strongly. Hurry up, he got out of bed. However, Shawn manages to get the end of Kiara's dress, then pulls it.

Kiara insisted on letting go. As a result, her dress was completely torn. Shawn reviewed the evil smile. Since there was no movement from Shawn, Kiara thought that this was her chance to run towards the door immediately.

If it were easy, the door was locked! Kiara glared, then turned to Shawn who was approaching her with a winning smile.

Kiara was cornered, her legs seemed to be squeezing, slowly she fell down while staring in horror at Shawn who was getting closer.

His little heart continued to rebel, so his sense of trepidation re-emerged. Kiara clenched her hand. Nay! He can't just give up! he murmured with determination in his heart.

His eyes traced the room, then ran randomly to the left. Attached to the dresser. Kiara picked up any object, then threw it towards Shawn, even though all of her targets missed.

In vain is the fight. His determination collapses, Kiara grows increasingly panicked and cornered. Meanwhile, Shawn continued to slowly approach her while smiling mysteriously.

Shawn felt the wind. Kiara thought that what she was doing was ridiculous in the eyes of the man.

How'this? On the dresser was only a bottle of perfume left.

"Give up, Kiara," cried Shawn, as Kiara turned her gaze away from the perfume bottle. "You must accept the fact that tonight your chastity will be taken away by me. Just enjoy. It's a little sore at the beginning, but I'll give you the pleasure you've never felt before."

Do you think Kiara will be crushed by that seduction? Kiara's eyes snorted and smiled cynically. "Better I die, than be warned*sa by you!" reply Kiara sharp.

Yeah, better die! It was Kiara's decision!

The perfume bottle fell, then smashed the bottom end of the glass bottle to the edge of the dressing table until it broke. Kiara pointed the broken end of the glass bottle at her wrist. Shawn glared, stopped stepping.

"Stupid! What are you doing?!" shawn snapped, apparently quite panicked by Kiara's serious threat. "Keep that thing out of your hands!"

"I want to stop all this!"

"No! Don't do anything stupid!"

Too late, Kiara stays reckless. Shawn's impact was not successful, Kiara slashed her wrist with it![]