—CHRISTIAN— I saw the nervousness in her tone when I talked about her taking the bath and realised that I was nothing but a literal stranger to her right now. I saw her biting her lip while fidgeting with her fingers out of nervousness as I stared at her before sighing and walking back to me. “ Look, I know princess, you don't remember me. But I do. So please, try trusting me a little.” I took a pause to take into her expression but she was still unsure. I knew it wasn't enough. Nothing could be enough right now to convince her but I still tried. “You just get fresh, if you want , I won't even stand in the room.” I said, trying to comfort her . But she still shook her head in a no. “ No, I don't need a bath." She said, instinctively pulling the sleeve of her top as if she was in some discomfort. But I caught that small action of hers that was screaming that she sure as hell needed a long bath. I sighed audibly. “ As much as I'm willing to do anything for you, I'm sorry
—JENNIFER—“ I'll manage by myself.” I had said it so proudly to Christian before getting inside the bathroom but now, here I was standing with a helpless face after so many unsuccessful efforts of trying to remove my top. Inhaling a deep, sharp breath, I looked up into the bathroom mirror once again with a determined look to try again. Criss Crossing my arms before grabbing the hems of my top I tried to pull it up to remove it but winced as soon as some pressure fell on my shoulder which had been dislocated in the accident and had some scratches on it also. “Arghhhh!!” I huffed, annoyed while dropping my hands down in defeat and whipped back towards the closed bathroom door. Taking a deep breath, trying to burry my self respect somewhere deep down inside me, I headed toward the door and tore it open aggressively. Christian's head whipped back to look up at me with a frown. “ Help me!” I forced the words out of me before meeting his confused gaze which was soon turned into an amu
Christian I sighed at her stubbornness and sat down on the bed as Jennifer almost ran inside the bathroom. As if I was going to run behind her like a creep. Not that I didn't want to, but definitely not to eye her getting undressed because there's nothing that I've not seen about her. And even though it would excite me as much as the first time, I wanted to go inside solely for her help. Because I knew that it would be difficult for her to manage with all those scratches and injuries on her body. Ah!! How I crave to see Catherine in the same condition as she caused my princess to be in. My several imaginations about the ways of killing that woman were interrupted when the door of the bathroom was ripped open, revealing my very annoyed wife. I frowned, not understanding her mood and waited for her to speak up which she did after a moment. “ Help me!” I watched her as she forced those words out of her mouth before looking up and meeting my gaze. My frow disappeared and I pressed
—JENNIFER—“ Done.” I heard Christian’s voice which broke my trance and pulled me back to reality.I snapped my eyes open only to be met with those dark pooles already staring back at me. “ What?” I mumbled dizzily. “ It's done. Your top.” He pointed with his eyes but it still took me another four seconds to comprehend his words. And when I did, I almost jumped on my place in the realisation of standing so close to him. “ I, er… . Yeah, T-Thanks.” I said, nervously looking here and there before trying to fix my gaze back at him to not make my nervousness so obvious. Which had me noticing the way his eyes scanned me from up and down, making me very self conscious all of a sudden. I gazed down at myself with a frown before the realisation struck me that I was now standing in front of him half naked with nothing but a brassiere on my upper body. A deafening shriek escaped my mouth before I turned my back to the constantly staring Christian. “ Why the hell are you still standing h
—JENNIFER—As soon as I opened the cupboard and shuffled through the clothes to decide one outfit for me, my hands brushed against a metallic thing and I stilled in my place. Pulling the thing out from behind the clothes my heart thumped loudly in my chest when I realised what the thing was exactly. A gun. A REAL FUCKING GUN. A sudden push felt to my breaths and heartbeats and they accelerated, as if trying to beat each other in a race.I was so stunned seeing that thing in here that I was totally feeling unable to think anything or even move a damn inch. That's when the door of the room was pushed open suddenly, pulling me out of my shock and I looked up to find Christian entering inside the room in a hurry. He froze in his place when his eyes fell on my trembling hands which were holding the gun. A panic that was visible on his face was telling me that this thing was the reason he came back running in such a hurry. “ I-..., er, Jennifer. That's..” He stuttered as if trying to
—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