Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter 01: The first night with a cruel young master

"This marriage is a compulsion, never expect anything from me!"

Gerald increasingly gripped the chin of the woman who is now in his confinement. It looked as if the girl was grimacing in pain, but a sharp gaze was pointing at her.

"Release brengs*k!" Isvara threw out Gerald's hand with great difficulty.

Isvara's eyes stared hard at the man who now bears the title of her husband.

"What do you think? I'll beg for your love like in dramas? It will never!" Isvara said cynically full of emphasis.

The bridal room filled with petals of this flower bears witness to how much the two human beings hate each other.

"If it wasn't for my father, I would never have married a brengs*k, arrogant and selfish man like you!"

"Cih, what a hunch you are talking about. If it wasn't for me, your father would be rotting in jail!"

Bruk! Gerald suddenly pushes Isvara's body until the girl's body hits the wall.

"What are you doing!" Isvara suddenly panicked, her legs forced to retreat as Gerald drew closer to her body.

"Tonight is our first night, what else am I gonna do?" Gerald grinned.

"Don't mess around, you yourself said our marriage was only forced," said Isvara suddenly shrieked.

"Right, but wouldn't it be a pity, if I didn't enjoy your body. I've spent a lot of money to free your father. Don't you have to return the favor, too?"

Now that there was no longer any distance between them, Gerald completely squeezed his body. Even now Isvara can feel the roar of Gerald breath that feels hot.

"A-what are you doing, step aside," Isvara's heartbeat went mad.

"Of course I took my rights." Whisper the man in his ear.

Gerald gripped and pressed Isvara's waist strongly making the girl grimace.

Gerald's hand turned to his back, lowering half the zipper of the wedding dress he was wearing, until now his smooth chest was half open.

Jemari Gerald rubbed the tiny, pink lips naturally, making Isvara's body tremble in fear.

Not staying still, Gerald's mischievous hand rubbed the entire surface of his skin, then brought his face closer to the niche of Isvara's neck.

"G-gerald, what are you doing," Isvara did not realize that she had clutched Gerald's sturdy arm.

"Calm down baby, it'll only hurt a little" whispered Gerald in his ear.

"Lelaki brengs*k, let me go, Aaah ... " Rintihan Isvara got away with it, not losing Gerald took a strong sip of his neck skin.

Gerald suddenly pulled away, Isvara was surprised.

"Low woman," Gerald smiled obliquely.

Then without further admonition, the man took Isvara's body into his trunk. Isvara certainly did not stay silent, he rebelled by banging the chest of the man's field.

Bruk! Isvara's body was already stretched out on the bed.

"Serve me, let's see how good you are" Gerald said.

"No, I don't want to!"

But Isvara's cry was in vain because his mouth was already silenced by the man's lips.

***

Isvara woke up when the sunlight penetrated the window glass to dazzle him.

Her beautiful eyes blinked several times to adjust the incoming light.

Bursting in shock, Isvara immediately realized what had happened last night. In his rabbi's whole body, safe, his clothes were still perfectly fitted.

Turns out last night Gerald didn't really do the action. The man just gritted her.

Isvara spread a glance, there is no man here. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Isvara stared at the reflection of herself in the big glass mirror of the closet, slowly the clear crystal was broken from her beautiful eye fertilizers.

Never imagined he would go through a situation that he hated so much, namely doing a marriage that he did not want at all.

Isvara kiraniadi, full name of the girl, 23 years old, is notoriously jovial and affectionate by those around her.

Simple life even with only his father makes Isvara's life always covered in happiness.

Until a disaster suddenly approached him.

MV group, where his father worked, is a company owned by the Gerald family.

Isvara had to give up her dream and get out of campus because of the case that befell her father.

Isvara certainly did not stay silent, he was convinced that his father could not do such a dirty thing, but there was no evidence he could give, while the father suffered in prison.

Desperate, Isvara finally pleaded with the company, then reached the point he met with the MV Group President, Mr. Aryaloka, and the father of Gerald.

"Married to my son, then I'll drop the charges against your father" Aryaloka said at the time, much to Isvara's surprise.

"W-what's married? But sir-" Isvara's words came to a standstill when Mr. Aryaloka cut off his words.

"You know how much loss my company has to bear for Mr Adi?"

"You have no other choice if you want your father to be free, son," the half-century man said.

Isvara was silent sculpting, which was said by Mr. Aryaloka was true he could not do anything. But all this was very sudden for him.

"But why is it so easy for you to ask me to marry your son?"

Mr. Aryaloka smiled. "Color I know you're the right girl for my son."

The reason that according to Isvara is unreasonable and cliche, but that is until finally everything flows just like that, marriage because of this compulsion must inevitably be done.

Early on meeting with Gerald, Isvara felt the man was a kind and polite man, but apparently his judgment was wrong.

Gerald was nothing more than a Monster who would devour him at any time, his kind and gentle demeanor was only shown when they faced the crowd.

And recently Isvara learned a fact that was quite surprising to him, Gerald actually already has a lover that he will marry.

But Mr. Aryaloka opposed it, arguing that Gerald's lover could not be part of their family, because of the opposite association and lifestyle and according to him bad.

Until that is the reason why Gerald hated him so much, the man reasoned because he could not marry his lover, because Isvara was making his lover cry on the day of their forced marriage.

Drr!

Isvara turned her head to hear the sound of the phone ringing, she got up with difficulty.

"Hello?" Isvara started the conversation.

"Vara, here's my dad." The voice across the phone.

Isvara. "Dad, hello it's me." Isvara could not hide her joy at hearing the voice of the man she longed for so much.

"How are you, my son?"

"Vara well well, I don't have to worry," Isvara's voice shook with a cry.

For the past month Isvara has not been able to contact her father, she is grateful that her father is fine.

"Thank God, I'm sorry son, because your father has to suffer."

Isvara shook his head, "no, this is all the way. Vara is happy that you are okay" Isvara said in a choked voice.

Could it be that her father already knew that she had to be forced to marry Gerald in order to save him?

"Dad, now I'm at your uncle's house, when Vara meets you, dad misses."

Isvara could not hold back her tears anymore, the girl cried without a sound.

"Let's calm down we'll meet soon. For now stay at uncle's house to be safe."

There was no answer from the proud man.

"What son are you crying? why is your voice so hoarse?" his father's voice across the street sounded worried.

"No, I'm just happy to be able to talk to dad again." Isvara held back her stuffing.

"Well, I'll close first, yeah, we'll talk again."

Tut! the connection closed along with the boisterous Isak cried Isvara.

The girl hit her chest slowly with one hand holding on to the nightstand.

His issue was so heartbreaking, his longing for his father was really huge.

"Dad, Vara misses dad."

Without Isvara noticing there was a figure of a man who heard all his conversations with the Father.

The man leaned his body on the door leaf watching Isvara who was crying bitterly.

It was Gerald.