48 A demon memories 1

"Say thank you, Eren" lady Pamela Salvatore looked down at her little boy who only learned how to talk, her mother affection overflowing, showering the little boy with love and care, he was her only son, one that the Gods had finally blessed her with after five years of waiting, he ment the whole world to her, he stared at her with his big honey like eyes, a bright smile found it way to his chubby face adding more cuteness to it making it look like the little angel he was

"Tak you Eren" the two years old boy repeated childishly after his mother, feeling happy with the red liquid his mother had given him, it eased a weird pain that grew inside his little stomach, the boy than offered his mother a big hug, as if the feeling between them was mutual, that the world only contained them both and no one else, the boy hugged his mother till he fell asleep in her arms, his face calm and beautiful like the full moon on a summer night, the woman brushed his hair with tenderness, recollecting her life so far...

It has been five years since she married Duke Salvatore, a man of stone as she was told, had to say he lived up to his reputation, he was ruthless and severe, even during their intimate moments, the man hardly allowed any of his emotions to slip, doing what he needed go do as a duty, he asked her hand for marriage right after his first wife had passed away, rumors said she hang herself in her own chamber but rumors were not something she believed, at least not until she married the man, he was a responsible gentleman and a respectable duke out there, but she couldn't say the same about him inside, the man was so closed on himself, hardly ever talking, not to her, not to his children from his first wife, he had an uneven temper, he always looked upset about something, her quite and obedient nature helped her live in peace with him, but there were times when he would lose it on her, one of the times was her wedding night, she had only turned 18, the white gown embracing her little body intimately, her long black curls were gathered at one shoulder, her gaze embracing the carpet, she was shy, her mother only told her few things of what was about to happen, she couldn't dare look him in the face when they were alone on their chamber, wondering how would it be, not even in her worst nightmares she expected him to... violate her that way? he didn't take her feelings nor her fragility into consideration, he simply turned her so her back was facing him, ripping off her dress and bending her down violently, something didn't feel right as she cried in fear, not a minute later she felt an excruciating pain between her legs, she screamed and tried to resist but the man was larger and stronger, he had taking her in his own pace causing her so much pain and damage, the bleeding was so severe and it almost cost her her life, she woke up a week after, sick and frail and hurt, the duke apologized to her but what was done was done, he did not touch her after that night for four years, she lived with him as if she was a nanny to his two boys from his first wife, the boys didn't welcome her either so her life was pretty difficult and void, void to the point where she started to believe the rumors that the previous lady actually hang herself, the thought passed her mind as well, what was there to live for?