Chapter 7

• How couldn't i notice, these could only be him. "Oh hey sir"
• "You are late,"
• "But sir it's still like seven thirty, and I haven't showered yet."
• "I'm coming up."
• "No sir. Please don't. I'll be down in ten-"
• Ding dong.
• "That was too fast."
• "Open the door"
• I opened the door. The devil looked annoyed, but does it matter...no. Why is he always everywhere before time?
• "You are late" he went to sit on the couch, switching on the television.
• "You are early" I argued
• I went to shower. It was cold outside therefore I decided to wear a black jeans and a grey Donald duck hoodie. I wasn't getting out of this place before nine, whether he likes it or not, I'll do everything in a slow pace. I ate my breakfast slowly than I normally did. I asked him if he wanted to join me for breakfast, but he denied saying he already had it. Maybe he thought I would poison him.
• "Why is it that you take more time to shower then you do when dressing up?"
• "What kind of question is that, and why do you even want to know where I spend more time."
• "Just asking" he shrugged "eat quickly, we have to get going. You are too slow"
• "You said to be ready by nine, it's yet six minutes to nine. Why do you always appear before time?"
• "Just eat quickly will you."
• "Sir the shopping Centre is not going for a marathon. Even if we go there tomorrow, it will still be there."
• "You talk too much."
• "Oh ha-ha... it's inherited, can't help it... Am done, we should go."
• I ensured it was exact nine when we left the house. I wouldn't let him control me as per his wish. I will show him that not everyone obeys his stupid decisions. When we finally went to his car I was dumbstruck by the beauty that lay in front of my eyes, the car, it was just so amazing. He had to snap his fingers twice so that I could come back to earth.
• "Is that your car?"
• "No I stole it from the showroom." He laughed sincerely.
• So... he could joke, he is not just a freak. That's a sign of sanity, I was afraid that maybe I had to marry this insane person.
• We were soon on the highway, I gazed through the window. We came to a standby when the traffic light turned red. I turned to face him and caught him staring at me intently. "Don't worry sir, I won't spoil your car am not a small kid." I joked.
• "I didn't say anything"
• "You were staring at me, maybe coz you thought I would do something stupid."
• "Nah it wasn't that." He grinned
• "Oh then probably plotting a plan on how to kill me without being caught."
• "You can say that."
• "Shit... I should think of a plan. Shouting for help would be great, people will gather around and I would be saved."
• "people would hear you scream but they would hear your screams of pleasure."
• My eyes went wide, "you planning to rape me." I blurted.
• "Oh no honey that wouldn't be rape, we are now legally married."
• "Don't honey me." I glared, "I'm going to stab you if you dare touch me."
• He parked the car, "do you want to spend your life being my widow."
• We walked to the store, "I would love being your widow. That would be much better than having sex with you." I said giving him a fake smile.
• "Believe me babe, having sex with me would be the most pleasurable thing. I don't think any of your boyfriends would have ever pleasured you as I would."
• I hit him hard on his chest, he didn't even move an inch... he was very strong.
• He still didn't shut his mouth... okay then asshole I would play along if that's what you want.
• As we entered in, a lady with blonde hair greeted us, she was pretty. She stood beside the asshole, flipping her hair around trying to grab his attention. All yours honey, I have no problem.
• "Hello sir. I'm Scarlett. What would you like to have sir?"
• "Dresses for her" he stated, she smiled and turned to face me, rolling her eyes and looking at me weirdly. Now you've lost your entire prettiness bitch.
• "Certainly" She went to get the dresses and came back after a minute.
• I went to where the asshole was standing, "I think she likes you, she's pretty too."
• "Jealous are we." He looks at me smirking.
• "No sir not at all. Why would I be? I'm just saying she likes you."
• "Here sir, have a look." Walking past me, Scarlett held the dresses and placed one by one on the long table. Honey he ain't the one wearing the dress.
• I then looked at Mr. Rodgers giving him the I-told-you expression. Shaking his head, He held out a blue dress "do you like this one?"
• "Sir that is a good one, I must say you have great fashion sense." Scarlett uttered before I could say anything.
• He looked at me again
• "It's good but too revealing." I went to Scarlett "can you please get me one which is less revealing?" I asked her
• She swung on her high heels to look for the dress. Damn... don't they get tired wearing that the whole day?
• "She likes the blue dress; I think you should buy her one." I teased him
• "Why do you think I would waste my money on her?"
• "Just suggesting, maybe for the day you would fuck her. You know like fuck me gift" he was now angry, I shot right in the bull's eye. But I wasn't done just yet, he still had to suffer for what he said earlier.
• Scarlett came back, with a black, cream and a red dress. I looked at them, they were all so good. I was really confused. I looked at Mr. Rodgers hoping that he would help me select one.
• "What?"
• "I would really appreciate if you would help me select a dress. After all its your family dinner we are attending."
• He came close and leaned down to my ear, "I would select a dress which would show your body assets such as that sexy ass and your amazing cleavages."
• Pushing him away, "I would rather select it on my own. I don't need your help."
• "But I already selected one." Smirking, he raised the black dress.
• I threw him a disgusted look. I snatched the dress and went to try it on. Scarlet was walking towards him; I decided to put my leg on her way intentionally. She tripped and bumped her head on Mr. Rodgers chest. He looked at me angrily. Finally, payback time. "Karma. Enjoy." I mouthed the word, showing him two thumbs. Scarlet didn't notice me as she was still recovering from the situation.
• I quickly went to the changing room. These clothes were really uncomfortable. I had never worn such dresses before; it always looked ugly on me. Even when Lucy forced me to wear one I always denied.
• I came out of the room. "How does it look" I asked them a bit nervous, they probably might be laughing internally at me. Mr. Rodgers looked at me for a bit longer. See he also thinks i look ugly, dresses made me look uglier. I turned on my feet nervously. I feel shit; I'm going to change now. I turned around to go back to the changing room. They didn't say a thing, they only stood there like mannequins... how rude, they could have at least said it looked ugly, that would even make me less nervous.
• "You look good" he said, when I turned around to go back.
• Fuck him for not being honest. He is just lying, he is enjoying this moment right now. Why am even thinking so much, I don't care how I look, I have never cared then why so now. But dresses are really uncomfortable; I didn't want to wear one.
• I changed in to my original clothes. I saw Mr. Rodgers carrying a big bag in his left hand, what has he bought. Maybe he bought clothes too why do you care, stop being nosey Rhea.