Chapter 400 - Honeymoon 2

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Anne's one mistake was not locking her bedroom door when she entered a moment ago, so that Alan could enter the room as well.

"Like it or not, you have to come with me Anne, because it is your duty as my wife. One more thing you must remember is that we are officially husband and wife and going on honeymoon is a must for all newly married couples, so you can't avoid it, let alone reject it," Alan said flatly to Anne, who was lying on her stomach in bed, hiding her face in the pillow.

Hearing Alan's words made Anne lift her face and look at the man who was standing beside her with his hands on his hips.

"You evil monster, who are you? So you just want to force me around to your heart's content like that!!" Anne screamed with emotion..

Alan was surprised when he was called a monster by the woman who had officially become his wife, but he was not angry at all and was even more provoked to tease his wife.

"Me? I'm the evil monster who has become your husband, have you forgotten, my darling?" Alan asked innocently.

Anne's face was already red with anger when she heard Alan's words. "Who's your darling? I'm not your darling!!"

"Of course you are, my dear, who else would it be?" Alan replied innocently.

Anne's anger grew. She was really very upset to see Alan like that. This was the first time that Anne had met a shameless man like Alan. Because she couldn't hold back anymore, she grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it at Alan, hoping the pillow would hit Alan's face, but her wish didn't come true, because Alan easily caught the flying pillow with one hand. Seeing that Anne was going to throw another pillow at him, Alan moved faster. The man managed to climb onto the bed and immediately pinned Anne down. Not only that, he also managed to lock her hands above her head and made her unable to move.

"Let go of me...don't be crazy, Alan..."

"Calm down, dear, I'm not a man who likes to play fast. So I won't touch you this time, you don't have to be afraid. You better save your energy for later on when we've arrived in Norway. I want to hear your loud sighs and moans. Unlike that night when I.."

"You're crazy!!!!" Anne screamed with emotion. Her eyes reddened to show how much anger she was in right now. "I hate you, Alan, I hate you so much!!"

"As you please, I don't forbid you to hate me, but you must remember one thing, my dear, I, Alan Knight Clarke, will never let you go from my grip. So enjoy your life as my woman forever and ever." Alan answered the curse given by Anne calmly.

"I'd rather die than to...aarrgghh...!"

Anne couldn't finish her words because suddenly Alan strangled her neck tightly. "You can't die, Anne, your life is mine. You live and die for me, so don't ever think that you can die so easily. Because I'll come to the realm of the dead and pick you up from there if you try to leave me, bear that in mind."

Anne's tears slowly trickled down her cheeks at the threat Alan gave her, the pain in her throat from the strong grip of Alan's hand was no longer felt.

"You better obey me or you'll regret it, now be sweet. Take your anger out on me later when we make love in Norway. Believe me, I prefer women who sigh and scream of pleasure when I enter them. Not like that night, when you just cried. Learn to satisfy me, Anne, remember it carefully."

After saying that, Alan released his hand from Anne's neck and rushed out of bed. Being that close to Anne made his pants tight. Without guilt, Alan then left the room, leaving Anne who continued crying while hugging the pillow. Not long after Alan left, the maids came in. They were assigned to pack up Alan and Anne's clothes which were going to be taken to Norway for their honeymoon for a week. Although the maids heard Anne's sobs on the bed but they could not do anything. They were too afraid to interfere into the domestic affairs of the young master who was easily angered.

Anne was crying in a pile of pillows, but because her voice was too loud, her voice was still heard by the maids in the room. Anne was very devastated to hear the words that Alan just said. Her hope of being able to escape from Alan was now just a dream.

"Jack... where are you? How dare you see me like this, Jack? Why don't you show up, Jack? I need you," said Anne quietly between her tears that made anyone heartbroken.

The maids, who had finished moving the clothes belonging to their young master and his wife, rushed out of the room. They did not want to stay in the same room with Anne. Hearing Anne's crying voice without being able to help made the maids confused. That was why they chose to leave.

Nicholas, who was on guard in front of the room, smiled when he saw the maids were done with their duties. Without permission, Nicholas went into his young master's room to take the two suitcases containing clothes that the servants had finished packing up.

"You'd better stop crying, Madam, crying won't solve the problem. Besides, young master really doesn't like the sound of crying, so it's best if you prepare yourself. After that, we will go to the airport, because the Clarke family's jet is ready to take us to Norway. Don't forget that you are now officially the wife of the young master, you cannot refuse his request, because it is your obligation to serve the master as a legal wife in the eyes of the law and religion," Nicholas said slowly as he was about to step out of the master's room.

After saying that, Nicholas then left the master's room with two large suitcases of the same color. Nicholas, who knew Alan very well, knew that his young master was angry with his stubborn wife. That was why he deliberately spoke like that in order to make the young master's wife aware of her current position as the lady of the Clarke family.

With a broken heart, Anne got up from the bed. She looked at the door to her room which was tightly closed. Like a human who had no passion for life, Anne stepped into the bathroom. Even though she didn't want to go to Norway but she had no other choice. The sentence after sentence that Alan said a moment ago kept ringing in her mind. When Anne stood in front of the large mirror in the bathroom she looked at her naked body. Her collarbones looked deeper, indicating that she had lost a lot of weight. Even so, her beauty did not diminish in the slightest. She was still too beautiful to attract anyone, especially Alan.

The purplish red marks that were created around her neck made Anne shed tears again. The marks left from Alan's hands as he strangled her were so obvious. It was because Anne's skin was so thin that even the slightest pressure she received would leave a grievous bruise.

"If I hadn't changed my appearance at that time, maybe none of this would have happened," said Anne in her heart, regretting her decision years ago to improve her appearance after being dumped by Leon.

Continued