CHAPTER EIGHT

Arianna's POV. 

I didn't believe that it was real until I found myself on a plane to Seychelles. How could he have just taken such a decision without consulting me first and expecting me to be happy that he went ahead to make me stressed out? Sometimes I rarely understood how men thought women to be. 

A toy that they could just twist to whatever they wanted and would just not be thankful to have them in their lives? 

I was only following this through because I wanted to teach him a teach him lesson that he would never forget in his entire life, and I would be glad to watch him suffer. 

"You don't look happy to be on a plane." He mentioned, leaning closer to me in a half-hearted discussion. I refused to pay him any attention and instead watched him carefully.

"Go figure, Einstein," I mumbled, waiting for him to respond but coming up with nothing. 

"Listen carefully. I believe that you are only trying your best to prove that you are the happiest person on earth, but it's practically useless, especially for someone like me. We had an agreement that should carry me along if there was going to be a change. I have my life, getting married to you does not stop me from doing anything I want." 

"When have I ever said that it did?" Evan said with a small smile on his face. 

This man was a monster in a human form and it was my duty to break him out of that character. "Darling, you don't need this because it's only going to make you look wicked. I can't stand people having a wrong impression of you." He reached for my palm and attempted to press his lips against it, but I jerked away instantly.

"Easy now, tiger. I believe that you understand what I was saying right? There is a reason why I took the business class tickets so that I could prove that we are an item. We have a few important of the display, and every one of your actions will be reported to the news." He said before nodding in my Five o'clock direction. 

I saw a man gazing at us as though we held out on something important to him. 

"These guys do not have any shame. Is your duty not to allow yourself to be caught in such a compromising situation." Evan whispered into my ears and I forced out a smile. 

"Oh, really, babe?" I smiled softly, watching him also break out into my smile. 

We were both perfect actors and it was refreshing to watch him matching my vibe. "I know right?" He whispered before drawing closer to me. "Just keep on with the act until he's fed up." He continued whispering. 

I glanced at the man again, but his eyes remained fixated on us. I leaned towards Evan. "Oh... Are you sure he's going to stop looking at us anytime soon? I believe that we have so many things to cover instead of talking about this. Why don't we discuss the terms of our arrangement especially when we meet your parents? I cannot pretend to be who I am not simply because I won't please a certain group of people who are important to you. We are not remotely friends in any way so I am in a loop." I reminded him. 

He kept on gazing into my eyes and squeezing my hands. "Yes, darling. I have thought about this for a long time and realized that you have been telling me the truth all this while." 

I shook my head at his ability to switch into characters before one could even say, Jack. "I know right?" I said shining my eyes and telling him to cut the act. 

He didn't stop looking her into my eyes and I suddenly felt self-conscious. "I'm sorry for wasting your time I should have just told you right before we left the house." He responded.

I looked at the man still staring at us religiously. "Since this man is not going to leave us alone I guess we have to show him something that will make him believe us." 

I blinked in confusion, trying to understand what he was trying to say, but moved a little bit away from him when I saw his head coming closer to my face. What the hell?! 

"What are you doing?" 

"Exactly what I said; we need to keep convincing whoever is in our company that we are love birds who can't live without each other; that's the best way to live right now. You don't expect us to be outed, do you?" He responded.

I didn't understand what he was trying to do in any way but I refused to engage him in a conversation about it. "Is there a problem that you can't share with me just yet?" 

He leaned closer toward me with a smile on his face. "Just go with the flow..., baby. I'm sure you understand that we have a lot of people watching, don't you? 

I nodded in understanding, but that wasn't still a good reason to waste too much time talking to me about something that probably didn't hold water. "We don't have anything to prove especially when we don't have anything to hide. It's only people who have something to hide that do this. Do you know that excessive display of affection can give us away?" I whisper-yelled.

He looked at me thoroughly before whispering, "Yes, is there anything else I need to discuss besides the usual fact that I love you?" He responded, making me squint in confusion.

"Are you okay in the head?" I whispered again. 

He smiled and reached for my arm, closing the gap between us, and smiling sheepishly. "Yes, I believe that I have always loved you from the inception of our meeting. I can't get tired of talking to you. I love you." He whispered and closed his lips over mine.

Holy shit!