—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
—JENNIFER—I snuggled further into my pillow as Christian called out my name from the kitchen. “ Get out of the bed, Jennifer. You are really testing my patience now.” His faked angry voice had snorting and I pulled the blanket over my head also. I was really stunned how a week has already passed and it was again the doctor seeing day. “Arghh!” I whined, hearing another yell of my name before loudly thumping footsteps that approached the room. “ I swear I won't even give the chance to change your clothes if you don't leave the bed in a three seconds.” Living with him for the past two weeks had told me a lot about him. So without even wasting a one second, I jumped out of the bed and stood straight on the floor facing him. “ Why are you so cruel.” I sighed, defeated. He walked up towards the cupboard and came back with clothes in his hand for me. He pointed toward the bathroom aggressively and I snatched the clothes from him before scurrying off. “ Careful!” He yelled behind m
—JENNIFER—“Jennifer! I know you’re in there. Open up!”Oh no.I buried my face in my silk pillowcase, hoping the voice would go away, but knowing its owner, she would campout in my hall until I inevitably had to leave for fresh air and food.My morning visitor was nothing if not persistent.“Mrs Jennifer Wingsley Brown! You can’t hide from me.” A pause, followed by a more conciliatory, “I have brought chocolate muffins for you.” A groan escaped into my pillow. That was something I've always been unable to deny. I should have already talked to Christian and get Cally removed from my list of approved visitors, but I also hadn’t expected her to beat down my door at…I raised my head and glanced at the digital clock…seven fifty-four in the morning.Since she was already here and the chances of her leaving without seeing me were slim, I forced myself out ofbed and in the living area because Christian had to leave for the office for a few hours. Not before leaving a gaurd at my door for
—JENNIFER—Rest of the day was spent with Mom Dad as they mom cooked my favourite food and we chatted for a few hours, catching with my mystery life, until it was four thirty in the evening. I would’ve stayed longer, but I needed to get ready for the fundraiser. I was already cutting it close; when I gothome, I had just under two hours before Christian was supposed to pick me up. A wave of nerves crashed against my insides and drowned out the lingering melancholy from my visit with mom and dad. Tonight would be my first time spending an entire evening with Christian in the public as his wife.Even though I had been stalling with thoughts erupting in my head about me being an embarrassment for him anyway, they still didn't left me for a second. I turned on the shower and stepped beneath the spray of hot water, trying not to panic too much at what lay ahead of me.Christian Brown was just a man.Not a king, even if he was richer than one, and not a God, even if he looked like one.
—JENNIFER—I sucked into a breath when I realised what exactly he was trying to say. When I didn't budge from my place due to a battle going inside me over if I should do it or not, he mouthed ‘Com'on’ and I found myself walking towards him. Thankfully his legs were getting into the way to keep me at safe distance from him as I started working his tie with shaking hands. His closeness always does stupid things to me. His eyes were fixated on my face while I tried my best to not look up and focused on the tie. I could hardly reach his neck, partly because of his height which was even more now because of him sitting on the table and partly because of his legs. But for me, it was like a blessing because I could stay at a safe distance. I didn't needed him to hear how fast my hear can beat when I'm close to him. With my trembling hands I focused on his tie.“Calm down Princess!! you aren't defusing a bomb. It's just a tie.“ He said, holding my shaking hands while opening his legs. Cle