C3 Chapter

"You are my wife and you need to start acting like it," Marc said, moving closer to where Emily was standing.

Emily was speechless and unsure of how to respond. She was staring blankly, and when Marc approached, she trembled.

"Your phone," Marc requested, stretching out his hands to receive it.

As she gave it to him, Emily's hand trembled.

"I'll hold onto this until you figure out how to be my wife," he said.

He brushed the strand of hair in front of her face, to the back of her ear. She could feel his breath on her face.

He whispered in her ear, "You're mine.

He continued, "Now, change, I'll be waiting for you," and those words struck.

"Wear this," he ordered, handing her lingerie. Emily received it from him, having no other choice.

He sat on the edge of the bed watching as Emily walked toward the bathroom.

"And know that I am always watching," he said.

Emily sat down on the bathroom floor, her legs raised to her chest, as she wrapped her hands around her legs.

She was experiencing a wide range of emotions at once, but anger was the strongest because she had no control over any of it.

She ran her hands through her hair, wanting to let it all out by screaming. She had never felt so powerless.

"I am waiting love," Marc said and a tear slid down Emily's cheeks.

She changed into the black see-through lingerie Marc had given to her. It felt a bit uncomfortable, she had never worn such before.

She walked out of the bathroom, her hands placed in front of her shyly.

Marc instantly approached her and said, "You look so great."

They were only an inch apart now. Emily's heart raised rapidly as the tension increased. Marc bent over as he crashed his lips on hers. She couldn't kiss him back, there was no emotion like that from her.

After pausing for a moment, Marc turned to face her. He observed her reluctance, which was starting to enrage him.

"This can go two ways. Either you do as I want or you face the consequences of what comes after which won't be easy either."

Emily knew she had only one option, she didn't have the opportunity to choose otherwise. Marc could do many things and she wasn't ready to even test him.

"Now, act like my wife that you are!!"

He kissed her again and this time she reluctantly kissed him back.

He dragged her to the bed and carefully took off her clothing while also taking off his own shirt.

He covered her entire body in kisses, starting at her thighs and moving up. Emily simply lay down and wished it were all over quickly.

The night was long for Emily, when Marc was done, she turned her face to the other side while he dozed off.

As a tear trickled down her cheek, she reflected on how different her life may have been.

There were so many dreams she had. She desired to complete her education, become a nurse, have a happy family, and lead the life she had always imagined.

Everything in her life turned out to be the complete opposite of what she had anticipated. She read romance books much of the day, which allowed her escape reality and fantasize about how her life may have turned out.

"You should get dressed, the resort is organising a carnival. We should go." Marc said, putting on his clothes and getting ready.

"I will get dressed now," Emily said.

As they made their way to the event, Marc gripped Emily's hands firmly. To show how happy they were together, Marc grinned at everyone who passed by.

"Smile, you don't want people to think we are not happy," Mark whispered as they got to the event.

With great effort, Emily smiled. A further altercation with him was something she want to avoid.

The event was just about to begin as they sat.

From across the room, Emily caught sight of Anna as she ambled over to them while grinning. Her husband was with her.

"Hey Emily," Anna said with a smile. She had never seen someone with so much positive energy.

"Anna," Emily said, smiling.

Marc stared at Anna and her husband, he was uncomfortable about how Emily seemed so familiar with them.

"This is the lovely couple I told you about," Anna said smiling. "This is James, my husband."

"Nice meeting you, this is my husband, Marc."

Emily admired how deeply in love they both were. Their smile and the way they exchanged glances. Emily enviously looked at them.

"I only came to say "hello". we are about to leave the resort."

"That's fantastic. Where are you heading now?"

Wherever nature leads us, Anna said. Looking at James, she continued, "I already have everything I need."

As they hugged, Anna added, "I hope I get to see you soon."

"I certainly hope so; give me a call whenever you visit the city."

"I will," Anna said and they both chuckled.

Marc's plan was working, everybody now felt they had a happy, loving relationship. There was nothing Emily could do anyway.

The event started and a few minutes into it, a thought came into her head.

"I want to go inside for a bit, I don't feel well."

"You can't go, the program just started."

"I don't feel well at all, I might throw up or something, please."

Despite his reluctance, Marc had to let her go because Emily was starting to draw attention to them.

"Alright, I will meet you in a few."

Emily hurried back to their room. She knew she had only a few minutes to get what she wanted to do done.

She got into the room and then began the search for her phone. She searched everywhere, including the closets and drawers.

It was just as she was about to give up that she discovered a briefcase under the bed. She opened it and her phone was in it.

She instantly dialled Fred's number.

"Hello."

"Emily!! I have been worried sick about you."

"He took my phone, he doesn't want to give me back."

"When are you coming back?"

As she spoke, her hands began to tremble. Her whole body was trembling, and when she heard the door click, she tensed up even more.

She figured it would probably be Marc. She immediately ended the call and kept the suitcase back intact. She stood firmly in the spot as the door knob turned revealing who was at the other side.