WIFE CONTRACT DEBT REDEEMER
First night

Undress me now!” The orders of an athletic man with his masculine handsome face stare intently at me with a low look.

“A-what??” I said in a voice like being strangled for enduring the overwhelming nervousness.

“Do I have to repeat my words? You're not a deaf woman ‘kan?” ridicule the man named Henry Bastian Campbell who had just officially become my husband, while smiling still with his humble gaze on me.

“Ta-pi?” I still hesitate to do his orders. Even though it was my duty as his wife. Not a real wife, but a contract wife who was only married to redeem the debt of the company of my late father who went bankrupt a few months ago.

“Angelina Louis! You're not a stupid woman who can't do anything trivial to undress a man, are you? Do I need to teach you how to do it?!” His eyes are getting sharper looking at me.

Seeing him with a face that turned awful certainly made me want to not be forced to do what Henry ordered. My cold hands now began to shake open the hooks of his toxed buttons. I still clearly saw the man who was my husband looking at me sharply. Until finally my breath was choked when the buttons of his suit was now completely detached to display his hard and prominent abdominal muscles.

“Why did you stop? Have you ever seen a naked man's muscle like this?” His grin was still with a mocking look.

“It's enough ‘kan?” I try to turn my eyes the other way.

“There is no need to be plain pretentious in front of me. I know you're the daughter of Gary Louis who is known to love to brag, but not for now.” Henry raised my face to face him then smiled cynically, “For me you are just a debt-redeeming woman! Nothing more than a cheap woman selling her body just for money!” his his hisses were sharp and piercing.

Henry's insulting sentence was certainly very painful to hear, his words not only denigrated me as a woman, but also deliberately hurt me. I dare to look back and say, “I am indeed a debt-redeeming woman, but I am now your legal wife Henry Bastian Campbell, even if it is only a contract!” I said with courage.

Henry's facial features changed quickly, surprisingly he clutched my jaw violently and said loudly, “You seem to be very proud to mention ‘istri’ in front of me, Angelina Louis! If you think so, then I will show you what a woman called ‘istri’ really should do now!” Henry pushed my body to the point of crashing into the bed right behind me until I screamed in shock at his extremely rude attitude.

“What are you doing, Henry?!” I was starting to get scared seeing his attitude towards me.

“Still pretending to be innocent in front of me?” Henry grinned to take off the rest of the clothes that were still attached to his body in front of me, “I'll show you how the wife's duty when serving her husband in bed!”

Gluey!

I swallowed my own saliva with great difficulty upon hearing it. Is this his way of venting his anger at what my father did by torturing me like this? Oh, naw. God, help me. Although I knew this was our first night as husband and wife, it was still something new to me. I'm not ready to do it yet, especially with a man I don't love and don't have any feelings for. We marry not out of love, but because we are forced to do so.

“I beg you, Henry. This is my first time. Can you do it a little softly?” I looked at him pleading with a body that started shaking.

Now that Henry was on top of me, that handsome face was now turning horrible, his hands were now starting to take off the wedding dress I was wearing and even tore it violently. I tried so hard to rebel, protecting my body with both hands with all my might. Feeling annoyed at my rejection Henry finally slapped me.

I screamed in pain, but he didn't care. His eyes were blind and his ears were deaf as I begged him many times not to treat me harshly like this.

“I beg Henry, don't treat me like the woman you used to sleep with! I am your wife not ******!” I pleaded with tears as the man who was my husband began to touch the roughness of my body which was now completely innocent.

As if to vent all his emotions to me, Henry did it violently. The beautiful man known as a perfect president turned into a demon in the blink of an eye. A demon impersonates a human who looks perfect in the eyes of others, but not in my eyes.

...

The gurgling sound of running water rang out in my ears, I started to open these eyes that still felt heavy. When I opened my eyes, at the same time the door opened. The masculine scent was smelled in my sense of smell when the figure that had become a nightmare to me was now walking towards me who was still lying weakly in a plain state behind the blanket I was wearing.

“Though you are a virgin that will not make my view of you change, for to me you are still a debt-redeeming woman not a WIFE in my eyes, Angelina Louis,”. After saying that heartless sentence, with his indifferent attitude Henry walked into the wardrobe to get dressed. I threw away my face and could only be quietly treated like that.

“Alright, Henry Bastian Campbell. If you only consider me a debt-redeeming woman, I accept that. However, after our contract expires I will make sure you regret what you have done to me!” my frown is in my heart full of hatred.

“You already know clearly what the contents of our contract are, right? So I don't have to explain to you anymore, how you should behave and what rules you should obey while being my wife!” The well-groomed Henry in his work suit said in a haughty tone.

“I already know, no need for you to remind me again!” sahutku.

“Good! So be normal and never be so pretentious to me in public!”

“You don't have to worry about it Mr. Henry Bastian Campbell, I have absolutely no desire to know you any further than just a wife over black and white,”.

“I hold on to those words.” Henry smiled obliquely then stepped away disappearing from my sight.

After the cruel man left, I, who was still in a weak state, was now staring at the ceiling of the room which was a silent witness to how the man with the title of husband tortured me last night without feeling.

This is not the end of everything. So I don't need to feel like my world is breaking down, because from now on I have to accept my destiny of being the wife of a demon man named Henry Bastian Campbell. At least I have to last another year until the contract expires, after which I will be a free woman, and I can make sure I will remove that man's name from my life for good.