LUCA'S POV.As I walked through the front door, the echoes of my disappointing golf game at the club still reverberated in my mind, and also the thoughts of how crazy my life had become. The frustration and irritation clung to me like a heavy burden, weighing down my steps. I longed for the solace of my room, hoping that its familiar embrace would help ease my troubled thoughts.But just as I entered the living room, my weariness was abruptly shattered by an unexpected sight. I stopped in my tracks. What the fuck? There, sprawled across the couch, lay Scarlett, seemingly lost in a peaceful slumber while dressed in a tank top and short shorts. My initial reaction was one of anger; how could she be so careless as to lounge around in such a revealing outfit? It was as if she had deliberately set out to provoke me, to taunt my already frayed nerves. I looked around her and noticed the remote control was nestled under her thigh and I gritted my teeth. So maybe she had just been watching

SCARLETT'S POV. As I stepped out of the sleek, black sedan that whisked us away from the mansion, the bustling atmosphere of the airport enveloped me. The sound of rolling suitcases, the chattering voices, and the occasional announcement over the intercom filled the air. Adjusting the strap of my handbag and smoothing my sweaty palms down my leggings, I glanced at my husband, beside me who was looking as normal as ever. Unlike me. I was really nervous. This was probably my fourth time at the airport but that didn't mean I'd gotten used to the procedures to it and all that. It had been like that since I'd been a little girl and I could remember one time when I was ten that I'd thrown up immediately the plane started to take off. That day I'd been so embarassed, I hid in my mother's arms throughout the rest of the flight. Thinking of flying in the air still sent shivers through my spine, and despite the fact that the goal I'd given myself today was to be confident and outgoing today,

SCARLETT'S POV.When I got into the bathroom and shut the door, I took a much needed deep breath, and set my toiletries in place. I could've easily taken some clothes with me to change into once I was done with the shower, but then I didn't want to. Whatever excuse Luca had made to make him come out in front of me to get dressed was the same excuse I was going to give him. That was if he was going to give me shit for it. I was ready. I can't get dressed in a bathroom. Or the bathroom is just too small. There were two excuses. I needed to pay him back for how stupid he'd made me look earlier when he'd appeared looking like all my Clark Kent fantasies. I needed to see if I could make him uncomfortable, if he was going to find me attractive. It was going to be an experiment just like the woman on the internet had said. To find out if I was going to approach this from a sexual angle going forward or just being sweet and nice to him until he fell for me. "You either make him a fool fo

SCARLETT'S POV."First thing I want to say is that you'll be sleeping on the floor."Just like that Luca had ruined my mood. Just like that I'd started to question if I was even going to be able to go halfway with the plan without killing him or worse myself out of frustration. "Sleep on the floor?" I questioned, my voice going high pitched. "Why would I have to sleep on the floor?"Luca remained cool and calm. "Obviously you can see that there's just one bed. And I'm not about to have that movie type of shitty argument about who gets to sleep there or not, so I'm making it easier for both of us."I gaped at him like a freaking fish, not knowing what to say, because what the hell? The guy couldn't be more of an asshole if he tried.I couldn't hold back my feelings. "Most guys would offer to sleep on the floor you know? In fact no guy would ever want the girl to sleep on the floor."His eyes narrowed at me in frustration, but he still looked relaxed. He looked like he really had no ti

SCARLETT'S POV. The next morning I made sure to get out of bed before Luca so as to avoid a repeat of the embarassing morning incident between us yesterday. But that had not gone really well because just when I'd been in the process of detangling my hair in front of the mirror, Luca had walked in and then mindlessly just started peeing in the toilet."Arrrrrrrgh, get that thing away from here," I squealed actually feeling threatened with the large amount of pee just was being showcased in from of me. Don't worry, my eyes didn't even dare to go to the source where it was coming from. I promise. "What the fuck?" Luca cursed, now fully waking up and seeing me standing at the corner of the bathroom, trying to disappear inside the wall. "What the hell," he gaped. "I thought I saw you on the floor or something.""Well obviously I wasn't there, you saw wrongly," I shrieked. "Now get that thing away from me," I swatted my hand in front of me, refusing to look."Shit," I heard Luca mumble