31LEILANI'S POV:Eloise grabbed a black dress from the rack and brought it towards me. "Why don't we try this one first?" She asked me. The dress was beautiful but I would have preferred another color, possibly red since I knew that Dylan would be wearing a black suit.I walked inside the changing room with Eloise trailing after me. After changing into the black dress I stared at myself on the mirror and shook my head.I didn't like it.It felt right and stuffy on my body.It was a dress fit for winter and not summer season."I don't like this one." I said and she spurted out series of apologies before rushing off to get another one for me.I wasn't even mad.I guess the fear of whom I married made her apologize even though she had no idea that I might not like the dress.She came back again some minutes later with several dresses which I went through a picked up a red dress that caught my eyes.I raised the dress up against myself and smile.This is the one.I told Eloise to unzip

33LEILANI'S POV:I didn't know what to say. I just stood there, speechless.I swallowed the lump on my throat and walked inside the room."I'm not a voyeur just because I'm watching you doesn't make me one." I responded, my face flushing with embarrassment.This time around he turned to stare at me."Why is your face flushed?" He questioned. Oh my goodness.Why can't he just let me be? Ibwas trying not to embarrass myself in front of him but he kept making it harder."Nothing." I sat down on the bed and pulled off my shoes. After watching for sometime he walked inside the closet.I grabbed my shoes and followed him."Tonight was great." I said as I stepped out of my dress, now only in my underwear. "You don't seem so fond of Giuseppe." He hummed softly and take my dress from my hand. He walked to the basket and put the cloth inside."I'm not fond of a lot of people, Leilani. It's not just Giuseppe." He replied, I was surprised to hear his reply. I wasn't expecting him to say anythi

35LEILANI'S POV:I woke up the next morning earlier than I used to since I got married to Dylan.I went to the kitchen and joined Margaret I making big Mac french toast. When it was about to get done, I walked out of the kitchen and back upstairs.When I went back inside, Dylan was sitting down on the bed."Good morning." I greeted and then walked past him towards the bathroom.After taking my bath, I wrapped a towel around me and walked out of the bathroom only to meet Dylan walking inside as well."Get ready. I'll drop you off at Brooklyn." He said and I hummed.I walked inside the closet after doing my make-up and grabbed a pencil black skirt and a white shirt.It was one of the outfits I used to wear when I was still Dylan's secretary.I put on my stiletto heels and grabbed my black birkin bag before walking out of the closet.I was going to make a good impression on the employees since today will be my first day.I want them to see me not just as their boss's wife but as Leilani

LEILANI'S POV: Serafina and I walked to a nearby cafe and seat there, of course, there were two bodyguards around me so I don't have to worry about the paparazzi coming near me but they can take pictures from afar. "I didn't imagine that your husband would let you work, Leilani. Most wealthy men don't like their wives working, just stay pretty have had children." Serafina said and I shook my head. "Or maybe they just don't wish for their wives to suffer." There have been different opinions on this specific matter about men not letting their wives have a job. If he takes good care of you, loves you, respects you, and gives you a monthly allowance for upkeep then what else could you as a woman need more? Except you love your job as I do. And also another reason why I wanted a job was that I knew that Dylan doesn't love me. He might be caring these past few days but he is still the man whose heart is cold. He can't love me. He wasn't built to love. I sip on my iced Americano and

39 LEILANI'S POV: I had no words. I initiated the kiss but I never knew that he would respond to it. Dylan wrapped his hand around my neck and the other around my waist while kissing me. He was so rough and gentle at the same time. Dylan surprised me. He stopped kissing me and slowly lifted his head up and stared at me. "You lips were inviting." He said and I raised my eyebrows. "So I kissed you." No. This wasn't what I want. I want him to admit the fact that he wanted me. I don't want him to deny the attraction. "Dylan." I whispered softly. Why are you playing games with me? He caressed my cheek then down to my lips. "You look so beautiful with my shirt on," He muttered and swipe his thumb on my bottom lip. "So gorgeous." What is going on? I seriously don't know what to think anymore. "I don't understand what is going on." I said and stared into his eyes. "Why are you suddenly being romantic?" I am not complaining. I seriously am not complaining. I just want to make su