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ts stood at a side to give the father-daughter privacy. "I can't force a smile when I'm not happy," Belle replied, fighting back the tears in her eyes. "Do you

ntroduction now," Belle said, trying to make conversation. "My name is Belle Brockman," she added and extended her hand for a handshake. Ethan said nothing as he continued staring at her. He placed his hands in his pocket and walked over to the closet. While he took off his clothes in the bedroom, Belle stood up from the bed immediately and made to leave the room but he grabbed her hand all of a sudden. "I'm giving you privacy. Don't you want that?" she said. Her voice was cool due to the fear she felt whenever she was in the same space with Ethan. It all started during their wedding and she did not know if she could ever get rid of that fear. "Slaves never leave their masters. You're not going anywhere," he said and grabbed her hand violently. He moved towards the bed and flung her on it. "What are you doing?!" Belle exclaimed but he said nothing like he had always done since they met. He climbed the bed and pulled her heavy weight over her. He tucked at her dress and pulled at it but when it would not come off, he tore the chest area of the gown. "Stop! Please!" she screamed as she tried to kick him off. "Would you stop screaming?! Nobody can hear you," Ethan replied with no expression on his face. He held both her hands over her head with his hands and kissed her all over. "Please, don't do this," she cried but he would not listen. He tore the rest of her gown with his bare hands and pulled down his trousers. He was too strong for her but she gathered all her strength and pushed him off but he pulled her back and pinned her to the bed. He overpowered her and she grew weak. As he kissed her neck down to her chest, she wept silently, knowing it was a lost battle. She shut her eyes while Ethan fed on her soft body till day break. "Good morning, Mrs. Belle. We're pleased to serve you. How can we help you," four maids echoed as they stood at the edge of the bed. She got to sleep in the early hours of the morning after Ethan had forcefully slept with her over and over. It was around 9 am and she was alone in the room when the maids came in. "My head. It hurts," she said and sat up straight on the bed and yawned. "I'll be back shortly," one of them said and left the room while the others helped her fill the bath and dress into simple yet expensive wear. Her clothes were nothing compared to the new wardrobe which was already made ready for her. She was escorted to the dining hall where Vera and Olivia were already seated. After they had exchanged pleasantries and she sat down, Ethan walked in. "You went to swim?" Olivia asked. "Yes, grandma," he replied with a nonchalant shrug. "Join us for breakfast. I know you don't have much planned for your honeymoon since the wedding was sudden so I hope you two get to know each other," Olivia s