The Marrying The Prince

66

BRAAKKK!!

Ferdinand just threw Anastasia's body and kissed the floor of her room strongly. Anastasia grimaced holding her aching hand while speaking flatly

"What do you want?"

Ferdinand ignored Anastasia's remarks and chose to lock her room. Anastasia who saw Ferdinand's movements immediately stood up and put on a level of alert

"What would you like!"

Back, Anastasia asked that this time with a raised voice. Ferdinand stuffed the room key into his pocket, then turned to look at Anastasia who was staring at him flatly. Ferdinand's lips smiled curiously

"You can put a face like that on me, but put on a happy face when you're with another man"

One eyebrow Anastasia swooped

"It's none of your business"

And Anastasia said, burning the embers of Ferdinand's anger that had not subsided. Ferdinand took a step forward, closing in on Anastasia who instantly distanced their distance.

But for free, because Ferdinand's hand was directly stretched out to grab Anastasia's face. Unmercifully, Ferdinand gripped Anastasia's face with one hand. Ferdinand's body moved pushing Anastasia's small body to hit the wall firmly. Anastasia could only grimace and grimace even more as Ferdinand's hands gripped firmly both of his cheeks with one hand.

Ferdinand felt that Anastasia's body began to wriggle again to wriggle, once again, pushing and squeezing Anastasia's body against the wall. Ferdinand's face advanced, bringing their faces closer with a terrifying grin

And it was then that Anastasia could smell the thick aroma of alcohol from Ferdinand's mouth, and that conclusion made Anastasia again try to thrash. But again, every time Anastasia tried to make a move, Ferdinand would pull a little one on his shoulder, then bang his body firmly against the wall.

"Your back will soon be crushed by Ana"

With all her might Anastasia pressed and endured all the pain throughout her body and memory. His body began to tremble, the direction of his gaze began to rotate, his heart was pumping increasingly stronger, his chest started to claustrophobic.

In enduring her fear and pain, Anastasia said softly

"What's my fault?"

Ferdinand's auditory senses that could hear clearly Anastasia's speech chuckled coldly.

"I tell you something Ana-" Ferdinand put his lips closer to Anastasia's ear while whispering. "You're disgusting Ana, don't be so proud when they say you're beautiful, because they've never seen how disgusting your body is" Ferdinand's hand gripped Anastasia's waist. Then he whispered in Anastasia's ear coldly. "This whole body of yours is disgusting Ana. So stop seducing the men. Because no one will ever accept this disgusting body"

After whispering, Ferdinand took off his hand that was on Anastasia's face violently. His body moved away, taking some distance between them while reaching into his pocket

Anastasia who was still attached to the wall was silent. He was silent and just kept repeating Ferdinand's whispers inside his head, even when Ferdinand had already thrown an envelope into his face, the second envelope, then the third envelope.

"You secretly sent a letter to the Vatican to plan what Ana is?" A cold rarity shot out from Ferdinand's mouth. "You're planning to file a marriage annulment huh!"

There was no response or response from Anastasia. Anastasia was only pecking with a rotating line of sight staring at the floor, the place where her secret letters had already been uncovered

Ferdinand growled in annoyance when he saw Anastasia who still had not called. Then his horrible grin came back up.

"You've been planning this for a long time, haven't you? You really plan to cancel the wedding and then jump on another guy? so Ana? That's why you don't want to do a marriage endorsement, right?"

Nah!

Anastasia wanted to speak, but she was too shaken to open her mouth. Because Anastasia was so busy to regulate her breathing, her suffocating breath with all the memories of her past that had already returned.

Ferdinand's coldness reverberated inside his room, the direction of his gaze staring at Anastasia piercingly. His lips are fizzing sharply.

"You know Ana, I've never felt humiliated like this. You purposely humiliated me by coming to the public with another man. You insulted me by secretly consulting on the annulment of the marriage to Cardinal Abraham. You demeaned me by repeatedly rejecting me for marriage endorsement AS AN EXCUSE FOR MARRIAGE ANNULMENT TO BE CONSIDERED!!"

Ferdinand's hand pulled back Anstasia's arm, dragging and throwing Anastasia's body firmly into the bed. And this time Anastasia regained her senses, her body quickly trying to get up to dodge Ferdinand.

Anastasia fear... He was so scared... Please God....

But free, because when Anastasia's feet will jump from the bed, Ferdinand's hands immediately catch his feet until Anastasia's body again kissed the floor with the body face down

"Don't! Nay! Please no!! Forgive me... Please forgive me. Don't do this.... Please please..."

Anastasia shouted, Anastasia screamed, Anastasia asked for help, Anastasia begged for mercy but, Ferdinand was already blind and deaf.

Ferdinand's hands continued to move, holding back, pressing, gripping, hurting, and constantly trying to take off Anastasia's dress.

Anastasia did not give up, she still continued to fight with all the energy she had, until the sound of a strong tear increasingly made Anastasia's movement become.

"Don't! Please no! why are you doing this to me. Why...."

The whimper full of Anastasia's plea in fact did not make one hand of Ferdinand stop to take off his trouser belt, the direction of his gaze looked at Anastasia while grinning coldly

"You want to know why I'm doing this, right?"

And......

Just then Anastasia screamed loudly, the strongest scream she had ever cried out. The screams of excruciating pain, the pain of splitting his body in two.

Ferdinand who had started to instill half of his own grimace due to the cramped feeling and belonging to Anastasia who was not ready, but himself who had been enveloped with all forms of bad taste, very strongly pushed back his body, go as deep as he can.

Anastasia's scream, already at the end of her ability to be able to scream....

After immersing everything as he wished, Ferdinand's voice sounded

Anastasia simply stared blankly at the ceiling of the room as Ferdinand began to move. He was no longer able to rebel. Amidst every pain that flowed within each of his blood cells, Anstasia's memory returned in plenty of time, including when he had dreamed he would have the first night that would be fun to feel or remember.

Anastasia bit her lips to endure the growing pain as Ferdinand increasingly brutalized his movements. Anastasia's body was no longer able to properly digest all the pain that spread. Because, the pain in his heart now has overcome everything, even able to defeat all his painful memories.

The minutes Anastasia passed through in agony, the tens of minutes Anastasia lived through in real destruction, but all that was not enough for Ferdinand, because when Ferdinand felt himself about to reach release, Ferdinand groaned, then whispered

"Kenna....."

Right in Anastasia's ear, just as Ferdinand's warm liquid filled Anatasia, just as Anastasia was crushing her own lips, just as Anastasia closed both eyes in damage

Both of Ferdinand's eyes were still closed, both of his hands were still tightly hugging Aanstasia's body, his face was getting infiltrated in the niche of Anastasia's neck, his body was still squeezing Anastasia's body. It feels very comfortable, Anastasia is very comfortable, Anastasia always makes her comfortable.

Until the moment Ferdinand had started to be able to manage his senses, Ferdinand's back was lifted. He slowly took off and stared at the traces of fresh blood in their union, reassembled his pants properly, then got up, rising from the body of Anastasia who was still lying on the floor to move away.

Going to leave Anastasia's body just like that, leaving without turning her head again, leaving to let Anastasia who was already badly damaged.

Solar who was standing faithfully on top of the stairs only lowered his head when he saw Ferdinand coming out from inside his room. Ferdinand's face was calmer, the laughter of wanting to hurt someone was no longer there, I don't know what happened but Solar was sure something bad Ferdinand had ventured.

"Call someone, and search the servant's room"

And after speaking, Ferdinand stepped towards the direction of the guest room. He needs to relieve the pain in his chest and head.

Ferdinand chose haphazardly the rooms of the twenty guest rooms in the castle. Then went inside the bathroom, took off his clothes and immediately submerged himself into the bathtub while staring at his two hands that were still trembling. Both hands are really already giving a penalty. The punishment that his mind whispers if it is true, the punishment that his heart cries out if everything he does is wrong

Both of Ferdinand's trembling hands clenched, his head turned upwards, his gaze staring at the ceiling of the room with many thoughts, then closing both of his eyes as he felt his chest fill as a stifling pain.

Ferdinand was not that crazy to be able to enjoy any and all the rude things he did to Anastasia earlier. All that he did to punish Anastasia to know herself and to relieve her anger and fear. He did not want to lose Anastasia, his wife Anastasia, his, and what was already his would not be able to have anyone else let alone run away from him. Ferdinand would not let it!

When he saw Ferdinand who had disappeared, Solar looked at Ruth who was still crying and gave a short nod that immediately made Ruth run to the door of Ferdinand's room.

With a cry growing more and more, Ruth pushed open the door of the room. And what was presented in front of his eyes made Ruth's knees weaken, her body fell on the floor, her fill was restrained, Ruth's hands were raised covering both her mouth with round eyes.

There, Anastasia's body lay on the floor in a terrible state. With a ruined dress, with open eyes that just turned blank upwards, with all the skin of hands and feet that had been blushed red, with mouth clenched and lips bleeding.

"YOUR HIGHNESS!"

With her sense returned, Ruth crawled straight towards Anastasia, hugging Anastasia's body while sobbing strongly.

"Ohh my God.. Oh my God. please our mistress..."

The suffocating cry of Ruth made a speck of warmth nestle within Anastasia's heart. Anastasia wants to hug Ruth, wants to calm Ruth down from crying, wants to tell Ruth if she's okay, if she's used to it, it's normal for him to be in the law and injured like now. So Ruth didn't have to cry, don't cry because Ruth could have been killed. As in the old palace of Eden, every time someone tried to help or grieve for Anastasia, the next day they must disappear, killed.

Anastasia's mouth wanted to say that, Anastasia's body wanted to move to wipe away Ruth's tears but, she couldn't. His mouth was moody, his throat was full of gravel, his strength was only left to develop his lungs which continued to feel tight.

Solar who saw that Ruth had already entered Ferdinand's room, his steps immediately executed the order. He immediately headed to the house behind the castle, to go to Ruth's room.

Trained, Solar silently searched and searched for something that only depended on if it could certainly get Ferdinand back out of control. He continued to search neatly without damaging anything, until a white envelope inside the pillowcase made Solar stop its movement. Solar's line of sight ensured that the white envelope was not in his hands, and when he found a piece of writing, Solar's tired breath blew strongly, then muttered.

"Want it"

--000--

On the other hand, Francesca tapped firmly on Summer's room when time was already showing midnight. Her other hand kept gripping the nightgown in front of her chest with a sweat that filled her temples.

"Sum... Sumner..."

Summer who had fallen asleep immediately wriggled when she heard the knocking of the door that continued, especially when the voice in front of the door sounded. Summer quickly grabbed her coat and ran towards the door. He was sure something must have happened.

When the door opened, Francesca charged into Summer's room. Summer closed and locked the door, then looked at Francesca who was already sitting on the floor with both hands clutching the dress on her chest. Summer who saw that Francesca was holding back the pain immediately jumped closer to Francesca

"You why? What hurts Frances? Where is the sa-"

"Dinand... Dinand was in pain Sum. It hurts so much Sum"

Summer who had understood immediately embraced Francesca, providing comfort and warmth for her body and Francesca's uncomfortable feelings.

"Everything will be fine, Frans, Dinand will get through it, he'll be fine"

Francesca clenched her hands, closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth and comfort Summer had given her body, though only she knew the pain was now different. A huge stifled regret was being stored away and pressed down very strongly by Ferdinand, and it made the lump inside his chest even more stifling.

"Dinand will be fine, Frans, everything will be fine"

"Hopefully Sum. hopefully"

--000--

After Carl said and told everything, his gaze glanced at a man in a pajaman sleep, who was just sitting quietly on the desk chair of the King's room. The sound of fingers scratching on the table continued to flow. Carl bites his inner cheek as Fredrick continues to remain silent and the scratching sound gets stronger.

Carl doesn't understand what's really on Fredrick's mind and heart right now. Actually, what's Fredrick feeling right now?

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After part inu revised repeatedly, finally this can be accepted NT. Hope you still feel the feeling

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