Chapter 6

I held my clothes to my body as I ran, praying he didn’t have any domestic staff around; otherwise, they would just get a free view of their employer’s wife's naked buttocks.

I ran, even though I didn’t know where I was going. All I knew was that I needed to be away from him before I did something crazy.

I stopped at the first door that looked like it would lead to a room, and I opened it, praying it wasn’t leading to a secret lair. It wouldn’t be bad, though; I could just get away with some money. Lord knows I needed them.

But my instincts were right, and it was a room.

I went inside, bolting the door so he couldn’t come in even if he wanted to. And I laid my head on the door, running through the last few minutes in my mind.

My thighs were still sticky with my cum, and my nipples still ached from his mouth.

“Fuck!” I screamed in the empty room. “Was it wrong with you? You just had to throw yourself at him like some hoe.”

I was the one telling him that I didn’t want this wedding, but I was throwing myself at him. Way to go, Ruby.

But this has just confirmed that we are sexually compatible.

“Fuck.” I reached up, touching my nipples that had been in his mouth not long ago. He made me feel things that were once buried, and I didn’t know what to do.

“Alright, enough mopping. The deed has already been done.” I said to myself, I needed to sleep, and tomorrow we could try to clean up this mess.

But right now, I needed a shower—a hot one—to see if I could erase his memory from my mind.

I turned on the light, walked in the direction of the bathroom, and took a shower. Luckily, there was a shower gel lying around, so I was able to wash up.

I wrapped myself in the white fluffy towel I had seen in the bathroom, only after confirming it was clean. Who knows if it belonged to his previous fling, and I didn’t want to be catching any infection.

I came out of the bathroom and padded to the bedroom. Now that I was clearheaded, I could appreciate the beauty of the room. It was far bigger than any other room in our house and equally beautiful.

I moved as if enchanted, drawn by the artwork on the wall. It was a futuristic painting of what New York was going to look like, and it captivated me.

There was no lotion, and the wardrobes were empty, so I had no option but to sleep butt naked as I couldn't wear the old clothes. The blanket was thick enough to keep me warm, so I draped it over myself.

As I lay on the bed, my mind wandered to my foster parents, and a surge of anger filled me. They basically threw me away at the first instance they got, and it hurt me. I had never had a good relationship with any of my foster siblings, so I wasn’t surprised.

Maybe it wasn’t all that bad getting married; it was obvious no one wanted me. And I didn’t want to push the only man who seemed to care for me.

But that was going to wait; I needed to carry out a thorough check on him before I agreed to any proposal. With that thought in mind, I lower my eyes, falling asleep.

I was awoken by the pounding on the door, and I groaned, not ready for all this. It was too early to deal with any humans right now. I am not a morning person and tend to be more nasty if I wake up from my sleep.

“Come in.” I grumbled when it was obvious the person behind the door wasn’t going anywhere. Alex came inside, wearing a white shirt and plain dark pants.

“So this was where you slept.” He said, his piercing eyes all over me. But I wasn’t ready to face him. I was still mortified by what happened yesterday.

“Hmm.” I groaned lazily, just before a yawn escaped me.

“Alright, we will be going shopping later in the day; meanwhile, get dressed so we can go get breakfast.” He said, and he was already turning to go when I remembered something.

"Wait," I called out, and he halted, turning his head to look at me. “Uhm, I don’t have anything to wear.” I said, looking down at my clothes.

“Alright, I will be right back.” He said before disappearing through the door. I was out of bed immediately when he left and ran to the bathroom.

“Oh my!” I exclaimed as I looked at the horror in the mirror. I was far from those movie stars who always wake up perfect; in fact, my hair was sticking in different places, and my eyes were filled with gunk.

I went towards the sink, and luckily I found toothpaste sitting atop it, which I use to gargle my teeth, and I washed my face clean, patting it dry with the towel I had found.

I ran my hand in my hair, trying to tame the mane, and I was able to make it manageable before I decided it was okay.

When I came out of the bathroom to the room, I was met face-to-face with Alex, and I opened my mouth, letting out a scream.

“I didn’t see anything. I promise,” Alex said, covering his eyes with his hands. But it was too late; he had already seen me.

“Just get out.” I screamed, throwing the towel in my hands at him. Geez, I could already feel that this day was going to be horrible.

“I brought a change of clothes for you, and don’t worry, it is new.” He said as he turned to go, and I released a sigh as he left through the door.

I picked up the clothes he had brought, bringing them close to my nose. They smelled untouched and new, and I nodded my head in satisfaction.

I pulled them over me, having the short stop just after my bum, and fastened the strings on the short so they could be my size.

I patted my hair in place and strolled to the mirror, taking another look before I decided I was good to go. I went out of the room and took the stairs leading down.

With luck, the stairs led me to the living room, and just beside it was the dining room, where Alex was already seated and waiting for me.

“Good morning, love,” he said, revealing the whites of his teeth. I ignored the urge to be rude to him, so I reciprocated the gesture.

“Good morning. How was your night?” I said, smiling sweetly. I had left him with blue balls, and I knew it wasn’t going to be funny.

“It was very fine; I had fun.” He replied, giving me a wink. A shudder ran through me as I thought of him jerking off to my image and moaning my name. And it was making me hot.

Luck was on my side because the chef came in, placing the plates on the table. “Good morning, ma’am.” She greeted me, and I gave her a nod in acknowledgment.

I haven’t been eating good food in the hospital, and right now the scent of the pancakes is making me hungry. I looked at the stacks of fluffy pancakes in front of me, my mouth watering at the sight, while I watched as the chef drizzled maple syrup on them.

I wasted no time as soon as she was done, and I dug into the food with vigor alongside the crispy bacon, sausage links, and fresh fruit sliced thinly.

Breakfast was over, and I retired to my room to clean up since Alex said we were going shopping. It was very necessary at this point because I literally had nothing here.

I couldn’t go back to my foster home; my pride wouldn’t permit it since they had basically sold me away, so it was going to be Alex then.

I wore back the clothes he had given me, and together we went outside inside the car. I busied myself, looking outside, until the car stopped and we came down.

They led us to the VIP section, and Alex sat down while I went into the changing room while they brought clothes I could change into. I came out of the room to see that Alex was nowhere to be found.

Dread washed over me, thinking he had abandoned me and I would have to pay for everything. This wasn't the first time it had happened to me. It was even worse that I had no money with me, so I couldn’t pay for it.

I walked out of the room, praying that he hadn’t left, and I sighted him getting chummy with a strange female. I didn’t know what had possessed me because I walked to where they were and held her hands firmly.

“Hands off my man.”