Sandra Morgan, is a rich spoiled kid. She gets everything that she wishes for. There isn't a guy who can resist her charm. However, a bet that she lost to her friends made her kiss the third guy coming from the college entrance, not just a kiss but a kiss that will make him turn on and arise the desire to an instant that he will wish to make love right there. To everyone's surprise,e who thought that it would be a piece of cake for her, the man pushed her away let alone being turned on. As if it was not enough that they find out that this man was none other than a new professor of philosophy and is in charge of maintaining disciplines. What will happen next? How will Sarah survive the wrath of Professor? " Weren't you scared doing all those dirty things? " the officer asked, looking at her with dumbfounded eyes " Sometimes you are too scared to be scared, " she replied, PS: This story is not just about romance. It deals with all the issues that teenagers nowadays face like bullying, drugs, sex, homosexuality, rape, incest, etc. This story has mature content and is R18. Read only if you can take all..
Her parents were shocked to the point of frozen. They know that she was willful since birth but they hadn't expected that one day she would bring a man with her and declare herself as his wife and announce that she is moving out with her husband and that they don't have any call on her marriage.
Even if they had given her freedom more than one could expect but wasn't it too far that they were informed of their daughter's wedding when she was already married?
Surprisingly, Sandra's mother wasn't looking as angry as she had expected. She was looking quite happy and even blessed her daughter. On the contrary, her father was finding it difficult to hide his unhappiness. He was showing complicated emotions on his face. It seemed like he had a lot to say, but in the end, he endured his displeasure and didn't say a word.
After taking a blessing from Mrs. Morgan, they left her home. She quietly followed him while holding his hands.
After a journey of half an hour, the car stopped. Just as she thought that they had arrived at his home, her eyes bewildered in shock as all that she could see was a big plain with no buildings around but a private plane...
" This... where are we? " she chuckled,
He didn't reply, instead, he held her hands gently, neither too loose nor too tight, and took her inside the plane.
" I thought we are going to your home, " she said with puzzled eyes,
" Have patience, my wife. We are indeed heading to my residence, " he replied with a gentle voice,
" But.. " she paused, seeing him elegantly reading a newspaper. She chooses not to ask him again. If he wanted to tell her, he would have already without asking and if he didn't want to tell her, then no matter how many times she asks, the result will be the same.
She hadn't slept last night and early in the morning, he took her to the marriage bureau, her whole body was cracking in pain. All she wanted was a good sleep.
She was rubbing her neck, trying to give it a massage. He seemed to notice it as he asked, " Are you feeling sleepy? "
" Ah.. "
She chuckled, didn't know how to reply. Ever since she agreed to marry him, he had become too gentle and polite to her, always calling her 'Honey', ' Wife' or ' Dear'. It's not like he hadn't called her with affectionate words before, but earlier his voice seemed to be filled with laughter and mockery but now one could feel the sincerity behind these words. It seems like the person she knew before, who was her nightmare, was a completely different person, and the person sitting next to her is a different one. She can't help but be confused about how to treat him. The way, she used to treat him earlier or the way he is treating her now?
Seeing that she is not replying, he gently placed her head on his shoulder before saying with low volume, " Rest here.. I'll wake you up once we arrive, and don't worry, I have taken care of everything, "
Although he didn't say what he had taken care of, she knew what he was talking about. Since he said these words, she felt so relieved as if she had escaped from a bloody battle and got a place to rest in peace. She didn't mind leaning her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes to take a nap.
***
She was so tired that she didn't have an idea how long she slept and when she woke up, it felt either she was dreaming or she had been sent to another time or another world
As soon as she opened her eyes, her gaze met a dozen pairs of eyes. Having been a single child and always waking up all alone, this scene was quite frightening to her. She couldn't help but yell loudly...
" Ahhhhhhhh..... "
" Ahhhh..... "
" Ahhhh.... "
" Ahhhh... Y.. Young mistress, wh.. Why are you crying? "
Seeing her crying like a maniac, the maids who were surrounding her couldn't help screaming as well.
" Y.. You.. You... and You.. Who are you all? And why were you all glaring at me? " she asked while stammering,
" We.. We were not glaring at you, young mistress... We were waiting for you to wake up, " one of the maids said apologetically,
" We have been waiting for hours, Young Mistress. Since you have woken up, please tell us, what would you like to eat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Also, what do you like to wear today? And, do you have any particular liking towards any designer, we will have your clothes ready by that designer, "
" Also, what type of water do you like to take shower, cold or hot? You are looking tired, do you need a head massage? "
Sandra held her head which was spinning with a headache as she get up from the bed and glanced at these maids. They were all wearing uniforms and standing very attentively, she then shot a glance at the room she was standing in right now, it was a luxurious master bedroom with the walls being painted in a royal style while the furniture was carved with antic designs. Only by the look of a room, she could tell that it wasn't a part of a bungalow or villa, it was a Palace.
" Where am I..? Why are you all calling me Young Mistress? "
The maids glanced at each other with surprise then faced her before saying, " You are at one of Lightwood's palaces, in Nightfalls and we are calling you Young mistress because you are married to our young lord, "
Something hit her mind as she narrowed her eyes before asking, " Where is Professor? "
The maids scratched their heads, looking very confused, she bit her lips as she asked again, " Where is Valerio? "
" Oh, Young master. He.. He is gone for a business trip and would come back after a week, "
" What...??? After leaving me here alone, he left? " her volume raised by a few decibels,
The maids chuckled as one of them added, trying to coax her, " Young Mistress, don't feel alienated, Young master left only after giving us strict orders to take good care of You. He cares about you a lot. It must be a very urgent matter, otherwise, he wouldn't have left you alone, "
It seems like the maids were as much surprised to see her as she was to see them. They knew nothing about her bittersweet relationship with their young master. They must have thought that their young master has returned with a wife who he loves and seeing that his wife is angry about his leaving her alone, they were trying to coax her. They must be loyal servants to their masters.
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