Chapter 6

• “Kill me. Just kill me.” I blurted out, immediately we stepped into the room
• “Why would I kill my wife?” Seth asked with a mocking tone.
• “This isn’t a joke Seth.” Matteo remarked as I rolled my eyes. “See, even he gets it”
• “Can you stop pacing around?”Matteo asked me before I replied “As against what?”
• “Push his child out?” I asked sarcastically.
• “For your information, I don’t want a child and you’re not exactly motherly.” Seth growled as he sat down on the bed.
• “Excuse me?” I asked with annoyance.
• “Hey!…can you both give it a rest.”
• “Seth, we need to discuss this in private.” Matteo told Seth, after shrieking at us like we were his child.
• “No…no. My life is also at stake here.” I said as I approached him.
• “You’re right. Nana is on our necks.” Seth said ignoring my remark.
• “You cannot just leave me here, you got me involved too.” I protested as I stopped his movement by holding his arm. “Get your fucking hands off my arm, now.”
• “Candice, you won’t have to get pregnant. Just stay quiet and enjoy your life now it’s in your hands.” Matteo said as he casually removed my hand from Seth’s arm.
• Are these men serious?
• “I don’t care what you plan on doing. I refuse to be pregnant for a man like you.” I snarked in frustration. Seth scoffed and headed towards the door. “Ditto. Let’s go, Matteo.”
• Jerk!
• I pulled off the uncomfortable short dress and hopped into the bathtub.
• Matteo was right about one thing. I might as well enjoy my life now I have a little control of it, the performance has to only occur in the presence of others.
• I sighed deeply as I relaxed into the water and dozed off for a while. My head ached badly and I needed to sleep. I went into the room to dry the water on my body while I stared at my reflection in the mirror.
• I had lost weight. Well, I wasn’t surprised, considering the fact that it was better to lose weight than lose another life.
• “Oh my gosh!” I exclaimed as I met Seth lying in the middle of the bed. “Huh?” He turned to look at me in confusion. His blue eyes scrutinized my near-naked appearance.
• “Leave my room!” I hurriedly wrapped my body with the bathrobe as he chuckled. “What are you on about?”
• “I’m being fucking serious Seth, get out!” I told him in annoyance as heat rose to my cheeks.
• “Hey, stop being loud. This is my room too.” He stated as he looked at me incredulously.
• “What do you mean?”
• “We are married, hope you haven’t forgotten.”
• “So…so…oh my goodness.” My face for red as I realized the depth of his statement .”My life is over.”
• “It will be, if you interrupt my sleep again.” He warned as I rolled my eyes.”You’re still a jerk.”
• “Whatever. And put on something before you get in bed.”He commented. “Ew. I’m not getting in bed with you.”
• “Your choice. The floor is clean.” He said with a laugh of mockery.
• Jerk!
• I head to the dressing room, which was a huge opening that led to a wide space filled with different dresses, accessories, shoes, and whatever items you needed for a good outfit. On the right side was mine apparently, since it was filled with women’s clothing and his was on the left.
• I rolled my eyes at the exorbitant display of watches and headed to the end of my side, where the pajamas were kept.
• I gasped out loud as I raked through them, sheer, lace, and silk gowns. Those were the night dresses in the entire collection.
• He wasn’t just an evil jerk, he was also a pervert.
• I frowned as I checked for the least revealing one. It was a black silk nightgown, mid-thigh length with a low neckline and had straps. I kissed my teeth at my reflection as I noticed my big boobs squishing against each other and the bruise on my neck and and wrists.
• I’ll simply cover it with concealer before going to work…I was sure there would be a makeup cabinet.
• I headed to the bed and calmly covered myself with the duvet while sticking to my side of the bed.
• It was almost an hour into the night and I hadn’t slept. I felt uncomfortable, awkward, and restless. It was annoying the way I kept on turning in bed while my captor slept peacefully.
• I scoffed as I used the pillow as a wedge between us, before I let out a slight shriek.
• Why was he sleep-talking?
• “For fuck sakes, I am awake.” He murmured.
• “Oh.”
• “Stop with the turning, I need to be fully rested.”
• “Of course.”
• I placed my head on the bed as I forced my eyes closed and counted numbers in my head.
• It wasn’t long before I fell asleep.
• I yawned at the sound of running water. I opened my eyes slowly to peek and saw that he had left the bathroom door open. I neglected it and tried to continue my sleep until I heard the shuffle and noise of his morning routine. I groaned inwardly and without my consent, my eyes raked down his body, taking in every inch of his perfection from his tanned skin, his chiseled abs, and the little V-line that disappeared down into his underwear. I gulped as my eyes fell on the scars on his shoulder blade and I closed my eyes quickly before he caught me watching him.
• My eyes popped open after a seemingly long while at the slam of the door and I let out a sigh of relief. I wondered if I should be happy, my fake husband was good-looking. My eyes glanced over the clock it was quarter to eight. I was going to be late, considering the fact that I didn’t even know where I was.
• I rushed into the bathroom and cleaned up, after searching for a suitable work outfit. I didn’t see anything that won’t make my supervisor chase me out of the ward. Disadvantages of having a pervert fake husband.
• I put on the concealer to cover up the bruises and the same night gown but tied a night robe over it since I was leaving the room. I had to complain about the lack of normal clothings in that dressing room. The house was huge and I walked aimlessly for almost ten minutes before I heard the shouting.
• “For God’s sakes, Nana.” I heard Seth’s voice.
• “Can I drink my tea in peace?”
• “I’m not ready to be a father you know that… you have to alter your demands.” He told Nana as I peeked through the opening at the door.
• “You told me you were ready to do anything.” Nana said as Seth heaved a sigh. “Yes…but this isn’t about only me… think about Candice.”
• “You love each other, what’s the wait for ?” She asked. “This is the best time for me to have a great-grandbaby. I’m not getting any younger.”
• “Nothing is going to happen to you, Nana.”
• “You don’t know that.” Nana adamantly said.
• “It’s a child!” Seth exclaimed as he ran his fingers through his thick black hair.”Lifetime commitment.”
• “So is marriage, you chose Candice for life and so is the family business.”Nana replied with seriousness. “It’s our family’s child and whoever is in charge needs to treat it responsibly as one.”
• “But I am responsible.” Seth said confidently.
• “Prove it to me.”
• “Can I drink my tea in peace now?” She asked him. “Fuck this.”He muttered as he opened the door abruptly.
• “What the fuck are you doing?” He asked me in a low tone as I cleared my throat to ignore the embarrassment I felt. “Nothing.” I blurted out as the image of his nude body from this morning flashed in my mind. I gulped slowly as he ignored me and continued walking
• “Um…wait.” I called out, holding the robe tightly.
• “Wait.” He ignored me and continued down the stairs. “ I need to talk to you.”
• “Can you slow down?” I asked him in annoyance as I struggled to keep up with his long strides..
• “What?” He asked with a deep sigh. “For the love of God…I need clothes.”
• “Not those things there, like actual clothes for work.” I complained.
• “You’re not going to work.”
• “Excuse me?”
• “Don’t make me repeat myself, Candice, I’m not in the mood.” He said as he continued walking towards the foyer.
• “I need to go to work. What am I supposed to do here?” I asked him.
• “I don’t care. You’re not going to work, you’re not leaving this mansion unless I say so, and you will be escorted by two guards at all times.” He ordered as my frown deepened.
• “I’m not your prisoner, I’m your wife!” I reminded him angrily.
• “I commend your performance.” He muttered sarcastically.
• “You think Nana won’t suspect if I stay cooped inside for the entire six months…and your uncle?” I asked him as he cocked his left brow. “You’re mine now. No one will dare question how I treat what’s mine.” He said with an indifferent shrug.
• “You can’t do this to me. I can’t live every hour of my day performing.” My voice trembled as the tears pooled in my eyes.
• “I don’t care! You will do as I say.” He snarled at me as my fury sparked and I slapped him hard on his right cheek. His blue eyes darkened in anger as he approached me slowly in an intimidating manner while I stood adamantly my heart thumping loudly in my ears..
• “ I hate you and I hope you burn in hell.” I told him as we stood, staring at each other.