—JENNIFER— A gasp escaped my mouth at the realisation of standing in just a towel wrapped around me, in front of him. I quickly pushed him away and turned around only to collide with the cupboard. “ Slow down. I've already seen enough.” His voice had me going red and I whipped back to glare at him with my flushed cheeks. “ What the hell does that mean?” I tried to glare at him while trying to hide myself behind the door of the closet. “ I-... I m-mean, you have been standing here in a towel for the last few minutes, so I've seen enough that you don't have to run or hide now.” He said, quickly as if he was trying to cover something. “ Will you go out now, I need to change.” I said, looking away. “ Sure, I'll just go and set the table.” He said before turning and walking out of the room. I sighed in relief and went through the clothes to get dressed. After wearing a comfy shorts, I picked up a T-shirt and tried to wear it but it was difficult with all the soreness and scra
—CHRISTIAN—It was funny and concerning at the same time how wildly my wife’s brain works. I mean, Mafia?? Really? I didn't know If should laugh at her weirdness or should take her to a psychiatrist. The Mafia world isn't the only place where you have to be careful about your life. This business world is even more dangerous. In the Mafia, at least you know what could possibly happen with you, but these monsters in the nicely tailored suits are unpredictable. You never know who the snake in your sleeve is until it bites you. And personally, I can't even count on my fingertips how many enemies I have in this business world who would not think twice before shooting me at the first chance they get. That's the reason for that gun in my cupboard. But why it was there now was a different thing, I almost lost my head a few days back when I went to meet Catherine with the intention of killing her after finding out that she was planning to meet the media before she barged into Jennifer's pa
—JENNIFER— “ I could have never thought that I would fall in love with such a big mouthed, stupid, clumsy girl. But here we are.” He chuckled lowly in my ear, making me forget how to breathe. The sensation that his action sent down my body was weird as hell and I didn't know how to react to it. I don't know that man at all. Or maybe I do but I just don't remember. Whatever it may be, the thing is that things are just so awkward. No doubt, the man is gorgeous as hell and it's hard to ignore. What's even harder is to believe the fact that he is in love with me. All my life I had been waiting for this moment and now when my wait is over, it just feels so empty because all the effort and everything is from his side and what I feel is an awkward pull towards him. Which I'm unable to ignore and also can't understand why it's there. “Do you not remember it?” I was pulled back to reality as his slow voice fell into my ears. “ What?” To my surprise, my own voice was nothing more than a
—CHRISTIAN—Closing the room behind me, I had just taken only a few steps towards the study when I remembered that I forgot my phone in the room and turned back to take it but paused when I held the handle, hearing her speaking inside. “ Excellent!! First you claim to be in love with someone and then leave them in a strange house's strange room alone.” My eyes went wide in surprise. Wasn't she the one to make me think that she was uncomfortable around me? “ I know. But, is comfort more than safety?” I heard her huff. Can she hear me now? I looked around and then back at the door in disbelief. “ How the hell would I feel comfortable when I won't feel safe? And how the hell can someone feel safe in a strange house, that too alone?” I shook my head in disbelief, hearing her words while my lips twitched up in amusement. She has always been mad, but seems like she's turning into a maniac. My maniac. Shaking my head at my stupid little wife's antics, I headed toward the study and ca
—JENNIFER—My sleep was broken with someone stroking my hair and after trying to ignore it thinking it was my dream or something, I finally opened my eyes with annoyance only to be met with a T-shirt clad chest. Well, who could be that? That was the first reaction my slow mind could produce before it raced and realised that it was the same six feet three inch handsome mafia don that claims to be my husband. Shit!Why the hell am I tangled with him?I pressed on my head and it took me another few seconds to remember last night before my eyes went wide in realisation. I immediately tried to roll back but his other arm was wrapped around me securely which did not even let me move an inch. Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves down, I took into the situation calmly only to be panicked again seeing the way my legs were tangled with his and arm was draped around his chest. God damn me!What the actual hell was I even thinking? Arghh!! Scolding myself mentally to hell and back, I tr
—JENNIFER—“Hi, I'm Marry!” A woman in her early thirties greeted me with a big smile as soon as I exited the room and entered the kitchen to get something to drink. “H-Hi!?” It came out more like a question seeing a stranger in the house. ‘In a strange house.’“ I'm the cook.” She answered, guessing the confusion written on my face. “ Oh!” I breathed out in acknowledgement and nodded twice. “ Hi, I'm Jennifer.” I replied with a smile. “ I know. It's just you who forgot me.” She replied with a sigh and looked down, uncomfortably. “ I-.... I'm sorry.” I didn't know what to say to this but seeing her getting upset all of sudden just made me feel guilty. “ Why are you sorry? It's not even your fault.” She grabbed my hand and shook her head negatively to comfort me. “By the way, how are you feeling now?” She asked again. “ Better than before.” I replied. “ Thank god. Alright, here's your coffee!” She said before passing me the cup and I thanked her before heading out. God knows
—JENNIFER—“ Fuckin- blarghhhhhh!!” I stood breathless in front of the toilet, vomiting continuously for the past few minutes while Christian stood behind me, holding my hair and rubbing my back to help me with uneasiness. “ Blast it!” I gasped, getting up after the urge of vomiting again turned back from my throat anymore and I felt like I could finally stop it. “ It's okay. Calm down.” Christian tied my hair in a bun before taking me towards the wash basin and washed my face before I filled my mouth with water for gargling. Still breathing uncomfortably, I straightened up and Christian walked me back out of the bathroom and made me sit on the bed. He walked towards the closet and came back with a hoodie. “ Wear this and let's go to the doctor.” He said and I looked up at him in horror. “ No, please.”“ Can't you see what's going on with you? You have been continuously vomiting since last night, feeling dizzy and haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning. Not to forget abo
—CHRISTIAN—I was speedily typing an e-mail on my laptop when suddenly my phone started ringing and I turned to glance at the screen as it was placed on the beside table. My fingers paused as I took a look at the caller ID. “ Turn it off!!” A muffled voice from beside me yelled at me and I silenced the call before pressing the send button on the laptop and the placed it on the bedside table closing it. Turning back, I focused on my lazy ass wife who couldn't find a way out of her sleep even after past 9:00 in the morning. “ Do you plan on sleeping all day?” I asked, pushing the hair back from her face that had covered my beautiful view. “ I don't feel like getting up.” “ As you wish. I thought I would bake cupcakes for you, but it's okay.” She was sitting straight on the bed before even I completed my words. I shook my head with an amused scoff. “ You are always hungry.” I fixed her hair from looking like a cheap Halloween ghost with all the hair covering her face. My white sh