4 - first night together

Gift found the master’s bedroom and felt repulsed by the lack of decorations in the room.

It was like a picture from the 90’s, all in black and white but she didn’t want to judge because she had it in her to change things and not give in to the ways of her ruthless ‘husband’ anymore, but a huge wave of shock hit her when she entered the closet and realized that there was not a single female clothing in there, she ran to the bathroom and saw how neat and devoid of anything feminine things and came to a conclusion.

“I must have been really dense to have married a man like this,” she said with a huge frown as she looked at her bandaged reflection in the mirror before swiping everything on the table down and storming down the stairs.

Zenith had heard the sound of things crashing, but he ignored it with a smirk, thinking that she must have fallen from feeling dizzy, but what he didn’t expect was that she was right in front of him the next minute and had wordlessly slammed his computer shut.

He looked up in surprise and saw her fuming with range but he was sure he looked even more pissed, because he had just connected with one of his greedy investors who agreed to continue the deal only if he was willing to give him another five percent of the company’s shares.

“Could a man get any more shameless?” she asked with her hands akimbo while tapping the ground with her feet continuously while ignoring the pain that shot to her hips as she did so.

“You crazy woman, what has come over you?”

“Right back at you, my husband who burnt my clothes because he thought I was going to die. Tell me, do you have a mistress you plan on bringing in?” she neared him so she could look at his eyes on the same level as him.

She noted how unfamiliar yet beautiful his blue eyes were.

“I get that I must have married you for your looks and that you have more women lined up, but so do I, but do you see me whoring about it?’

“No,” he frowned and wanted to complete his sentence with, “that’s because I don’t know you,” but she had snatched his wallet which was on the desk beside his laptop and taken out his card.

“I am going to get myself new clothes and this time, they won’t be leaving. This ring is proof,” she showed him the ring on her ring finger and he scrunched up his nose at how ugly it was. “Till death do us part, now tell me your pin,” she stared at him and he did the same.

“Do it now or I will report you to the police for planning my murder and disappearance before my accident,” she said as she snatched up his phone and dialed 911.

“You crazy woman.”

“Talk now or I’ll really call them,” he knew that she would with the look on her face and that crazy glint in her eyes and as much as it would only save him the stress of having to deal with her for another second, but that would take his time and he had a meeting with a very important client, so he sighed and conceded yet again to the crazy woman as he wrote down his pin and handed it to her.

“Better,” she clicked her tongue and went to the driver to go out for the revenge plan she had in mind.

She believed that  he had burnt her clothes because he hated her as his wife, which was a belief stemmed from the emotions she felt from the incident with Ken and Trisia, but since she couldn’t remember them, she was taking out all of her emotions on this husband of hers and thus she splurged without any remorse.

She didn’t forget to get dresses and other gifts for Olivia. Zenith kept receiving debit notifications that made him want to cough out blood.

“Are you okay, Mr Zenith?” the person on the other side of the call asked but he shook his head and forced a smile on. 

“Everything is perfect here.”

Gift came in two hours later with everything she had spent his money on. He had expected her to run away but she had come in with the exhausted driver who had several shopping bags in his hands.

She threw the car key at him lazily and said, “there’s more in the car, I’m going up to sleep,” she yawned as she made her way up the stairs.

Zenith’s face had turned as dark as charcoal and the driver was shivering with fear with a mental promise to resign if he was able to survive this ordeal. Zenith, oblivious to this thought, threw the key at him and relayed Gift’s words to him.

When he went to the room, he realized how she had thrashed the place, but couldn’t dare to wake her up for it because he wasn’t ready for her crazy attitude.

He decided to put everything back in place and even arrange her clothes in the other side of his closet as he couldn’t bear the rough sight of his room.

Exhausted by the end of it, he turned to Gift who was groaning in her sleep and frowning and he guessed that it was from a nightmare which made him smile.

“Serves her right,” he smirked before adjusting the ventilation in the room to be more breathable and returning to his study for another business meeting.

He always made sure to be at home on weekends so he could spend time with his sister who preferred his company to their carefree father’s.

Few hours later, Olivia woke up with a hungry stomach and they were debating whether to eat out or make food at home when Gift walked down the stairs looking even grumpier and paler than before.

“I’m hungry,” she muttered and Olivia jumped up the couch to her side before whining, “me too thank you for the dress and gifts, but my brother is too lazy to cook, I wish I knew how,” the displeasure in Olivia’s voice made Gift growl at Zenith who only managed a frown.

“I’ll order some soup for the patient and we can have pizza, what do you say, Olivia,” Zenith said as he whipped out his phone.

“She wants homemade food, asides from being a shameless husband, do you have to be like this to our child too?” Gift asked and both siblings frowned.

“Child?” Olivia muttered and Gift knelt beside her. “Yes dear, but don’t worry, mommy will make something for you.”

Olivia nodded as she remembered their guest’s special condition as they headed to the kitchen, Zenith on the other hand was not about to let this crazy woman poison them both, so he placed the order and followed them to the kitchen.

He had his doubts about her cooking skills, but when she was done, he wanted to immediately hire her as his chef. He had not had homemade food as refreshing as this for the past twelve years, but he was not about to confess that, not when she had given him the smallest portion and washed the pot after.

He had no choice but to eat the tasteless pizza to fill up his stomach.

It was bedtime and for the first time since her birth, Olivia had allowed someone other than him or his dad to lull her to sleep.

Gift had made up bedtime stories that definitely referred to him as the villain and he had no choice but to leave her because his sister was enjoying it.

After putting off the bedside lamp for his sister, Gift walked out of the room. 

That was an action that felt familiar and also made her happy, but she had to retract her smile the moment she set her eyes on Zenith. 

“What are you doing here?” she asked with a hostile tone.

“You forget that this is my house and I can be anywhere I want,” he said and she smirked.

“And you forget that I am your wife and I deserve an answer to every of my questions,” she held him by his wrist and led him up the stairs.

“You crazy woman, what in the world are you up to?” he asked as they stopped in front of the room.

“Are you so dumb?” She pushed the door open, led him in and locked it, “don’t think you can sneak out of here to meet your mistress this night,” she pushed him on the bed and immediately climbed on top of him with her leg on his waist to keep him from moving.

“I need to be in my study right now plus I can’t even sleep without my drugs,”he protested but she didn’t give in.

“Oh I see you pretend to have insomnia to go sleep with another woman. Not anymore. Your days of cheating have now come to an end,” she said and fell asleep shortly after, but none of Zenith’s attempts to move worked and he eventually gave in to sleep.