Lorenzo's POV

I woke up to find myself in the guest bedroom. She was no were in sight as I sat up looking around the room. I silently thanked God that nothing bad had happened. Pulling of the covers I discovered something that made me take back my words, that's when I heard the soft sobs and shower running. Going towards the bathroom I found it locked as I thought to myself, what have I done.

"Ruvarashe," I whispered against the door loving how her name sounded upon my lips. "Please open up for me," I begged after getting no response.

Kicking the door open I found her sitting under the shower, shivering. She seemed to not have heard me as I walked up to her. She was wrapped up in a robe which was now soaking wet. It was only when I turned off the shower that she looked up at me startled her expression quickly shifting from shock to fear as she moved towards the corner of the shower clutching her robe tightly. I never wanted this, I never wanted her to be afraid of me.

"Ruva, please forgive me," I said eyes cast down unable to face her.

"Forgive you for what, stealing my womanhood. The one thing I kept for the man I loved. The man who would love me in return. Not a man lusting over me. Not a rapist," she spat out angrily.  "Just leave me alone to cover up my shame," she said. "I can't even report this, what will I say. My husband forced himself upon me on our wedding night? I will be a laughing stock."

Each word a slap to my face, a stab to my heart, a sharp reminder etched into my conscience, for what I had done could never be undone. How would I ever gain her trust after such a stunt, I mean she was my wife, it was my right, was it not.

Reaching out for her hand she flinched in repulsion creating some distance between us. The disgust in her eyes undid me as I turned away from her leaving the bathroom quickly before I did something I would regret.

Taking a shower and some painkillers for my headache I got into my car leaving my house. Maybe some distance would make things better. Dialling the one person who would understand me, I called my best friend Nicolas Steele.

"What have you done?" Nico asked before I could even greet him.

"Who said I did anything. Can one not call their friend and ask how they are?" I asked him.

With a sigh Nico greeted his childhood friend as Lorenzo arrived at his friends' office building.

"So how was your business trip?" Nico asked.

"Fruitful and somewhat the reason I am calling you."

I could hear him sigh once more before he said, "Like I asked earlier, what did you do?"

Barging into his office he looked at me not surprised in the least. He just stared at me blankly.

"Well I kind of got married," I told him with a wide grin showing off the wedding band.

Nico stared at me hard most likely to see if I was joking. Seeing the wedding band on my finger his eyes widened in disbelief.

"What have you done Lorenzo?" He said standing up. "Who is the innocent girl you have ruined?" He said grabbing his jacket.

"What who said I ruined her. She ruined me with her innocence and purity, her dark chocolate skin, her innocent smile with dimples, heck her everything. She has ruined me," I told him throwing my hands up in exasperation.

"I must see the woman who is brave enough to get hitched with you. And not even an invite to this wedding of yours. How are your parents taking the news?"

"Umm they don't know yet. And I intend to keep it that way," I told him with a grin as he shook his head in disapproval.

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