Cruel Tears

Catherine's POV

All the way to his mansion Zale hasn't spoken even a word to me. He keeps glaring at me for no reason. I tried to break this ominous silence by asking him few questions but he didnt reply. Whole drive he kept starring the outside world through his car's window.

This silence was killing me from inside. I wanted to hear his cavernous manly voice calling me "honey" with his affectionate eyes.

Its connatly natural because we are married couples.....

After an exhausting long drive we finally reached his enormously huge mansion.

The mansion sparkled with a combination of modern architecture and a little pinch of ancestral touch.

Infront of the mansion, there lies a pleasant water fountain covered by unique varities of hybrid flowers. The whole area is illuminated by warm yellow lights.

The view of fountain makes me recollect the memories of my home. I miss my parents. I miss them a lot...

Zale's POV

I could see her blankly staring at the fountain. A lone tear escaped from the corner of her eye. I was puzzled by her strange reaction. Keeping this unknown perplexity hidden in my mind I grabbed her shoulder.

In my sharp voice I bellowed at her "even after ruining my life, you have the audacity to cry here? lets go in. Cry as much as you want then."

Widening her eyes she gazed deeply into my soul. As if she was trying to search her answers to unknown questions.

In my exasperating tone I asked

"What?"

Instantly she held her head down and nodded "nothing..."

This made me more furious.

I solidly grabbed her wrist and dragged her inside the mansion.

Releasing my grip I threw her hard on the floor. I pushed her so harshly that blood was oozing out from her knees.

She flinched back. Composing her balance she tried to get up but fell down again. She felt pain as she slowly rubbed her knees. With her puppy eyes she kept staring at me. Her innocent look built a raging anger within myself. I disgust her innocent expression. It makes me boil.

I shouted " Aunt lydia!"

She came running towards me. As she approached me , her expression turned pale. With her teary eyes she gazed fixedly at her figure lying on the floor. Quickly she helped catherine to regain her balance.

I continued saying "Aunt as you know, she is my wife.. catherine. From tomorrow onwards only she will be cooking breakfast and dinner for me. Fire all the chefs. Is that clear?"

In her aging voice aunt said

"Okay Zale.."

I signalled aunt to leave us alone.

Catherine was looking down without blinking her eyes. She was lost in her thoughts.

Holding her fragile womanly body in my mascular arms I carried her to her room.

She didn't mutter anything but in complete astonishment her eyes were fixed at me.

Throwing her on bed I locked the door. She curled herself into a tiny ball. I unbuttoned my coat and hopped over her.

I yanked her hair harshly. She winced in pain.....

I strolled my knuckles over her face down to her neck. Forcefully I nuzzled the core of her neck. There I bit her furiously.

Tears rolled down through her painful eyes.

I cupped her jaws tightly and kissed her lips endlessly. A sudden realisation hit me.

As I moved away from her , droplets of blood flew down her lips.

She was crying...just crying.

Her weeping voice made me infuriated. I was losing my temper. My ego, my pride wanted to slap her ruthlessly but something existent in my inner self overpowered my actions.

Still I wanted to make her feel miserable.

Sluggishly I went close to her.

With my each step she cried louder. Caressing my index finger roughly over her lips, I wipped the blood drops.

She quivered in pain.

I shouted at her "STOP Crying, Your tears will never be able to soften my heart towards you."

Gulping down her fear she wipped her tears. In her cracked voice she said "zale....what have I done..so wrong? why...are you doing this to me?"

I laughed at her ridiculous question.

I was fuming because of her existence, her presence made me uncomfortable.

My palm impetuously clenched itself transforming into a tight fist. I punched the door with all my brute force.

I holwed at her "Let me tell you the truth. I never agreed for this marriage! My parents forced you upon me.

Do you remember I warned you before, If you marry me I will make you have a taste of what hell feels like. Disobeying my warning, you married me.....

Now I will make you feel miserable with your own self each day and every night. For me, you are nothing more than plaything..I will divorce you once the fun is over." Yelling my heart out I went to my room.

Catherine's POV

I could have never imagined my wedding night to be so destructive....to be this horrible.

All my expectations, my dreams, my imaginations were mercilessly teared apart by him.

The veins of regret were flowing inside me.Tears were running freely from my soul. My shivering body was not prepared to tolerate his cruel behaviour towards me.

My heart was crumbling inside by his brutal words. I never visualised this poisonous side of my ungrateful marriage.

I was devastated.......

My mind was wrapped by sudden waves of horrifying darkness.

Mrs Williams made me believe that after marriage zale will change. My parents believed that I will be able to light a spark of love in his pitch black heart.

Zale.................

I fell in love with him the moment I saw him for the first time. No matter how much hatered he build for me, I will break all his walls enveloping him in my pure love.

I will make him believe in love no matter how much pain he delivers to me.

Through my intense dedication towards my husband I will accomplish this unbearable task of making him fall in love with his wife.

I will endure all his beastly anger upon me, In a hope that one day he will fall for my tenderly warm love.

My tears were dried up. Soon I drifted to sleep..........

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