I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Alan hugged Anne tightly after she screamed. He didn't want to make Anne hate him even more.

"Sorry, Anne, I didn't mean to force you again. I just wanted to check, because it's weird that you still feel pain after our second love making. Once again I'm sorry, Anne," he said repeatedly while continuing to kiss the top of Anne's head, as she sat in his arms.

Anne was silent. She wiped the tears that flowed from her two beautiful eyes. "Let go of me, Alan, let me take a bath in peace."

"No, I don't want to. I'm afraid you'll do things. I promise I won't repeat what I did again. We'll just take a shower, without doing anything, okay?"

"But..."

"I swear to you, I won't bother you. I just want to take a bath with you." He immediately cut Anne's words quickly.

"Five minutes, I just want to take a five minute shower," said Anne quietly.

Alan nodded his head excitedly. He then washed the water on Anne's body who was sitting with her back to him. Being in a narrow place with Anne without wearing any clothes tormented Alan's mind. He had to do his best to restrain himself so as not to make Anne even angrier at him.

After five minutes passed, Anne and Alan had come out of the bathroom. Now, they were back in the room. Alan helped her dry her hair with a hairdryer, while Anne just sat quietly in front of the dressing table. Looking at her so messed up, every time she remembered what Alan did last night, Anne always wanted to cry. Being touched again by Alan made Anne hate herself for being weak. She cursed her own stupidity for not running away last night with Erick and Alice. Although the consequences would be that she would be detained by the immigration authorities because she was considered an anonymous citizen, but at least she would not experience the harassment that Alan did to her again.

"Okay, you're done. Put on your clothes, then we'll eat," said Alan quietly when he had managed to dry Anne's long hair.

Anne settled her gaze at Alan from the reflection of the mirror in front of her, staring at the man she hated so much. "I want to go home," she said quietly.

"Go home?"

"Yes, I want to go home, I don't want to be here. I don't want to see the aurora, I don't want to see the milky way, I don't want it all... I just want to go home to meet Linda and continue my education, nothing more," answered Anne quickly. Her voice trembled slightly as she held back her tears.

Alan touched the back of his neck and massaged it gently with his eyes half closed. After which, he looked back at his wife who was still staring at him through the reflection of the mirror.

"One thing you have to remember, Dear, after you become Mrs. Clarke, then you don't need to go to college anymore. You don't have to bother studying and spend your time thinking about the design of clothes for girls in the future. All you need to do is sit at home waiting for me to return home, serve me well like a wife in general. At home, you are free to do anything. There will be servants who serve you 24 hours. They will do whatever you want. If you are bored, you can go shopping as much as you want. Remember, my money is your money, you can use it however you want," Alan said at length. "And yes, Nicholas has contacted your college and your professor that you will no longer be studying. Your citizenship is also in the process of being transferred from German to Luxembourg, following me as your husband."

Crash!

It felt like a huge thunderbolt had struck Anne right now, after hearing all of Alan's words. She didn't expect that Alan would go that far to keep her by his side. Quitting college, changing nationality were two things Anne had never thought of. Because all this time she had always been proud of her citizenship and college was her life. She had survived so far through all obstacles, and was to be able to achieve the highest education as proof of her parents who had passed away. Anne had given up her dream of becoming a pianist, but if she was again forced to leave her dream of graduating from college, Anne didn't want that to happen. 

She turned around and looked at Alan with a sharp gaze. "This is my life, Alan, you have no right to control it. I have rights over myself, including the right to continue studying and the right to remain a German citizen. Don't think with your money you can do whatever you want. I can still make money in a lawful way and continue living, even though I'm sure the money I earn a month is only worth the one time you go out to eat. But I'm happy with my life, you've ruined my future, Alan. Do you want to ruin the others too?" Anne's breath heaved up and down as she spoke. She really was being overcome by a surge of anger right now. Her patience with Alan had run out.

"You're my wife, you have to..."

"Stop! Stop repeating the same line. I don't want to be your wife at all, I don't want to be Mrs. Clarke. I just want my quiet life back. After all, you can find another woman to be Mrs. Clarke as you wish, one who is happy to serve you, sitting pretty at home, waiting for you to come home like you said earlier. That position is really inappropriate for me, Alan, I have no such desire." Anne again interrupted Alan's words quickly. After being with Alan for so long, this was the first time that Anne dared to speak loudly to the man who was staring at her without blinking. "You'd better choose one of those women who were your contract lovers to be your wife. I'm sure they'll be happy to do it without a second thought."

Alan's breathing was heavy. The man was angry too. He was even very angry after hearing her words. So far, no one had dared to deny him. Even his grandfather, who always indulged him, did not dare to forbid him if he want something. But this time, it was Marianne, the woman who was legally his wife, the woman he had married, who dared to reject him and even asked him to choose the prostitutes he had slept with to be his wife. Alan's emotions were really at the top of his head now. His eyes were glaring at Anne as if he wanted to swallow her alive, right then and there.

"There are some things you must remember, Anne. I am Alan Knight Clarke, I have slept with many women, but I can't just choose one of them to be my wife. I also have the right to decide anything on your life. Haven't I told you before that since you set foot in Luxembourg you are destined to be mine, to be my wife? So don't think about giving your position to another woman. Because you're the only one who deserve to be in that place and because you are my wife, you have to obey everything I have set for you, starting from dropping out of college and becoming a citizen Luxembourg. I don't want my children to have two nationalities." 

Anne's eyes widened. "C-children?"

"Yes, you must give birth to my children, Anne."

To be continued