I pushed him away with a lot of force, leaving him shocked.
"WHY DID YOU KISS ME?" I screamed, rubbing my lips violently, to get his taste off of me. He looked very angry, as he stood up.
"How dare you, you little witch?" he asked rhetorically and raised his hand to slap me. As he saw me wince, he let his arm drop and the room was filled with silence. I carefully looked up, to see if the danger was over. As I made clear it was, I straightened my gown and looked at him. He was looking at me angrily, but I still looked him in the eyes, showing him, that I am stronger than he thinks. Then he suddenly smiled, which made me raise an eyebrow.
"You have a quick temper as it seems" he began, turning around, walking towards the huge window. He looked out and didn't look at me, as he continued. "It won't please your father to hear, that his daughter attacked her fiancée." he finished.
"After he kissed me." I added angrily. He turned around and mustered me. His hair really looked like a sponge and his body was not even one kind of attractive. I felt his eyes burning on me.
"I suggest you to let a painter draw me, so you can look at me as long as you want" I said sarcastically. He walked towards me, his face inches away from me.
"Don't blow it with me" he said slowly. I scoffed. He suddenly grabbed my wrist hard.
"You're hurting me, stop it!" I wanted to say it commanding, but it came out as pleading.
"As I said," he let go of my wrist and I rubbed it gently, trying to make the pain vanish. "your father won't be pleased" he finished, walking towards the door. He turned around to face me. "The sooner he knows what happened here, the better he'll understand, that I can't marry you" he said, my eyes widened. My father would completely hate me. His arranged alliance with the Netherlands wouldn't exist anymore. I had to pull myself together. Prince Sinjin had his hand on the doorknob.
"Wait!" I shouted, causing him to turn around smiling. I knew, he knew that this was going to happen as he wanted. "I apologize for my behaviour. I was bewildered, because something like this isn't allowed to happen before marriage" I said, walking towards him.
"I understand" he said. "I'll see you then. At our marriage" he smiled and left the room. I was thinking about Beckett and where he was now. I missed him.
The marriage itself took place, almost a week after my dispute with Prince Sinjin, in the Netherlands. Luckily he didn't tell my father anything, so no one knew, except for Caterina, whom I told. I was wearing a dark red wedding gown made out of silk, imported from China. The whole wedding through, I was really nervous about the evening, our wedding night. I was thinking of ways to avoid it, but I failed. So it happened that we were in our bed room. I was standing near the bed, as Caterina undressed me, leaving on an almost transparent nightgown. When she finished, I sat down on the bed, waiting (hoping) for Prince Sinjin (not) to arrive. Then a few servants came in, preparing everything for our comfort. I gasped, as I saw Beckett. He looked at me, a weak smile on his lips. The corners of my mouth quirked, but I didn't smile. Why? Maybe, because there were five other persons in the room. They finished their job and left the room. Beckett did, as if he was straightening the counterpane, which was already straightened. I knew he wanted to talk to me.
"How are you?" he whispered. I nodded, showing him I was fine.
"I don't want to do this" I whispered desperately. He looked at me, a sad expression on his face. He didn't want me to do it either, but he knew that he couldn't change it, even if he wanted to.
"I know, but you have to." he whispered. "I thought I would never see you again, until I heard, that I have to work for the Prince of the Netherlands. I have never been happier before." he whispered smiling. I smiled, too.
"I missed you." he looked me deeply in the eyes.
"Now we have enough time for each ot-" he was interrupted by the prince, who entered the room.
"You finished?" he snapped, as he saw Beckett near me. He looked up and nodded.
"Yes, sir." he said and walked out. When he reached the doorframe, he turned around one last time and smiled sadly. 'You have to do it, dear' his eyes were telling me. I sighed, as he closed the door. Prince Sinjin and I lay down in the bed. He rolled himself above me and smiled, as he shoved his hard member inside of me. I screamed at the sharp pain and closed my eyes, waiting for him to finish.
AN: OMG! I just realized that Sinjin gets to do everything he wishes to do with Jade in my story. Creepy much? Yes. I feel bad for Jade. She should be with Beck, not with Sinjin. Agree? Then review!
~teddybaer~