Eye to Eye with the Devil!

Sibel woke up, finding herself in his room, in his bed, covered by his blanket. She immediately removed the blanket because it smelled like him, that odious olive fragrance of his. Her mind was blank, no matter how much she tried to recollect what happened last night after she fainted in his arms. Pushing herself to the edge of the bed, she tried to get up and leave, but a shooting pain crossed her whole body, freezing her in place.

"Lie back in bed!" he ordered as he walked in from the balcony side. "The doctor said you need to rest."

"Did you tell the doctor that if I don't do the chores you said, I get raped, beaten, belted, slapped, or better yet, put in the dungeon?" She recounted his monstrous actions that had happened and would probably be repeated as she managed to walk towards the door, taking each step slowly.

"For once in your life, listen, woman," his voice was gentle as he took her left arm delicately, fearing he might hurt her.

She stared at him attentively, then removed her arm quickly, not caring if it caused her pain.

"Don't ever do this again! I will never allow you to be good to me!" she seethed, trying to stand firmly on her weak feet as she pointed her index finger at him.

"You already knew how things would go between us. That's why you put that stupid condition when we got married!" he shouted at her, staring into her onyx eyes that did not show even a hint of love towards him.

"Yes."

"If I used your family, would you be an obedient wife?"

"Yes."

"You wanted to be a martyr for that stupid Andrea."

"You are stupid! He is ask (love)!"

"No, the stupid one here is you for still thinking of him! If he really loved you, he would be outside screaming your name!" he shouted, his heart burning with jealousy.

"Because he really loves me and knows me, that's why he's not here!" she retorted in the same way.

"Who loves and knows you, only time will tell, dear wife!"

"I am not your wife!"

"Yes, you are!"

"Yeah, I saw it!"

"It happened once! It was all your fault!"

"My fault?! How is it my fault, Sinbad?"

"You pushed me into her arms with your constant badmouthing of me!"

"Badmouthing you?! You destroyed my life! You raped me, you hit me, you used your belt on my body, you humiliated me in front of your employees, you let me fall into the arms of your enemies because you were busy fucking your lover. And I pushed you into her arms..." She could barely hold back her tears. 

He couldn't say anything because she was right.

"Whatever! I am going to do my chores," she said, not getting anything from him.

"You stay here, it's an order!"

"When have I ever done as you say?!"

"The chores I assigned to you, I've taken them back!"

"I will do them because I can't trust you! When you rape me again, I will be in a dream state, dreaming about my life with Andrea!"

He grabbed her palm and stroked her fingers as his anger boiled within him.

"You still have your piano gift. Say his name again with this passion and I will break your gift!" he shouted in her face.

Damn, even with her smoky eyes and bloodless skin, she looked ethereal.

"You're going to be so sorry one day! Let go of my hand!" she said, pushing him away, but he didn't move an inch of his giant body.

"You're never going to see me as I really am," his voice sounded like a plea.

"I can see you!" she said, letting out a hurtful chuckle. "You are a rapist, a violent person, an abuser, a humilator, a cheater, a liar... What more? Do you think you're some kind of slave owner? A devil who let his reign mess with the wrong human, meaning me! What more can I label you?" she shouted, then took a moment to rest and pressed her body against the door.

He was dangerously close to her. She stared at him, not fearing, not trembling, ready for anything. He caged her in, pinning her hands above her head as he took hold of her lips.

He kissed her lips ever so slowly, ever so passionately, pressing his body against hers. She was trying to prevent him from going any further. He sucked on her lower lip, moaning in pure pleasure. She hissed, and he took control of her mouth, unaware that her tongue was asking for dominance. Like this, she kissed him back. But as soon as she realized what was happening, panic took hold of her heart and she squirmed her hands free from his grip.

Sinbad received a less-than-warm welcome to paradise. He returned to encounter her angry, hateful glare, then pressed his cheek against hers.

"Your husband!" he whispered in her ear.

"Never! You are what I said! Bastard!" she exclaimed as she tried to kick him with her knee, but he anticipated her reaction.

"All great loves start with hate and end with powerful love!" he said, smirking at her as he spread her legs and placed his legs there so she wouldn't be able to hurt him.

"Indeed, Rapist! But I will never change my feelings toward you!"

"Never say never!"

"Only if I die three times and come back in this lifetime will I have those feelings for you!" she exclaimed, trying to remove herself from his body.

"You know that what you say is kind of impossible!"

"When this happens, what you said will happen!"

"You and your prophetic words and curses too!" He pinched her nose and moved away from her, setting her free.

"Don't smile, it's a gift!"

"Whatever! But listen, you stay here. I will bring some helpers. I won't be here for the next couple of days. So you are free from your wife's duties."

"Raping isn't part of a wife's duty!" she said and lay down on the bed, suddenly feeling weak.

"Why do you say raping is..."

"A way to punish me for something I never did," she ended, as he covered her and kissed her cheek, which she immediately wiped away.

"I will wait for the day when you're going to say, 'I love you, Sinbad!'" he said to himself, not wanting her to reply with hate.

"Sinbad, I would come for you even after all you did to me. Till then, I would come for you if you were kidnapped by my enemies," she mumbled, but he heard her since he was an inch away from her.

To say that this phrase shocked him was the least we can pretend.

🌹Sinbad🌹

When I saw her alive, coming home, I felt relieved. But I had done something unforgettable. I had cheated on her, still not knowing how it happened, but nothing can be changed now. When our eyes met, I saw how her disgust for me increased.

I let her down.

I left her alone.

I was chasing her like a lost puppy, only to find out that she cheated on me with Hakan. She spoke without disgust for another man. She moaned in his memories.

I lost it.

I hit her.

I humiliated her again.

I didn't show mercy on her body.

I claimed her with more force than ever. When I washed myself, I saw blood on my private area, knowing it wasn't her period.

I didn't feel any remorse at all as I made her little flower understand that I owned it.

How wrong I was.

When the truth hit me hard.

Her slap wasn't offensive, but all I wanted was for her to beat me to my death. She saved everyone again, but her hate was only for me.

Of course, she will hate me. I haven't given her a reason to love me.

As I took care of her last night, my tears just poured down after so many years.

Hakan is a beast. He was like that with me in prison. He marked her as he did the same to me. I have the same mark on my ribs. He did it in the first week, as after that he went free.

She must have been terrified there, and I was here, cheating on her. If you could see her now, how small, how hurt, how vulnerable she looks.

It's all my fault.

I know he reacted after I took his money one week ago. His men had finished a business deal, and I intervened to take the money. Why? Because he is my rival in this cunning world I put myself in to survive in prison. But to kidnap my wife is unforgivable. They will pay, just as I am paying by watching her broken.

Before I went away, I decided to go to her, knowing well that she was in a deep slumber.

My dreams were simple.

I would wait three years and then I would marry you, Sibel. During the wait, I would finish university and open the farm. You would become a great pianist, like you did. I would accompany you as much as work would allow. I would do anything to win your heart. I know in the end you would accept me. We would be married and love each other, wanting to be parents. You would probably become a piano teacher. I would do crazy things for you so you would never get bored and never have a chance to regret choosing me.

This is all I wanted for you and me, for us.

But I did everything wrong. If I could just control my hate, my anger, my jealousy, maybe you would love me.

You wouldn't be hurt.

You wouldn't be broken into a million pieces.

You wouldn't wish for your death.

Making me a sinner, a devil.

I destroyed you.

I ended your joy.

Are we even now?

Maybe I should just kill you so you could be free from everything.

"Sinbad!" She said my name, and my heart fluttered inside my rib cage.

She tried to be strong before, but her body was full of pills. She fell asleep the moment I covered her. The last words she said hit me hard.

She would come for me, and I didn't go to her rescue. What if something really bad happened to you, my Sibel?

"Yes, Sibel!" I whispered in her ear, pushing my thoughts aside. God, her rose scent is so addictive.

"Don't hurt me! Please! Sinbad!" she pleaded as tears fell down her face onto my thumb.

"I will never touch you for my own pleasure from now on!" I said as a solid promise.

She turned and her fingers grazed my hand. A strong emotion overcame me, and my heart raced.

Just one touch from her.

I took her fingers and kissed them one by one. They were so fragile, and I made them work hard. I could see bruises, cuts.

How could I have been so cruel to you?

How did I forget that my heart belonged to you?

Redemption is hitting his soul so hard.

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