Chapter 16

Elena’s POV:

My jaw dropped, and the words couldn't come out of my mouth. “What? Jealous of what?” I asked, chuckling lightly and trying to shake it off.

Nicklaus smiled and bit his lower lips. “Jealous because other ladies would see your husband’s sexy body?” He asked, his voice filled with sarcasm.

I scoffed, fixing my gaze back at him. “Why would I be jealous? Does it look like I am jealous?” I asked, crossing my arms on my chest.

I walked to sit in the dining room. “Don't think so highly of yourself, Nicklaus,” I said, and immediately I kept mute. I couldn't believe I had just called him by his first name. My eyes fell on his arms. He was putting on a shirt, and he rolled the sleeves. They looked so good, but I managed to drift my eyes away from him to the other side of the room.

“Well, other ladies stared at my broad chest from afar, and I could tell they admired me,” he said.

“Good for them. You should know you are married, so stop exposing yourself to other ladies. I have a reputation to protect.” I spoke, grabbing the cutlery.

Nicklaus chuckled and muttered something under his breath. I raised my eyebrows and gave him a questioning look. “What did you say?”

“I didn't say anything. Unless you want to hear about how they all stared at my tattoos,” he said.

I remembered the tattoos on his chest when he stood close to me last night and how he left me hanging. I was getting embarrassed by the conversation, so I tried to change the topic.

“This food is a lot,” I said.

“Since you were taking so long in the bathroom, I wasn't sure about what you would like to eat, so I had to order the best dishes,” he explained.

“And do you think we would be able to finish all of it?” I asked.

He looked at me. “We?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Uhmm”

“Well, you better not blame me as well. I ordered it for you, and you have to eat all of it,” he said as he served me.

“I am not a glutton,” I replied.!

He narrowed his eyes and paused, “Don't tell me you are on a diet shit like all other ladies.”

“Diet? Hell no.” I spoke. “This food is way too much, and you know that unless you want me to add weight in no time,” I responded.

We began to eat in silence. I couldn't help but notice his clean nails and long fingers. 

My eyes slowly moved up to his face. How can someone be this handsome even when he is eating? He wouldn't have been a businessman, but he would have been a model. He is way too handsome.

My eyes moved to his strong arms. I couldn't believe that he let all those ladies outside stare at his arms while showering outside.

Suddenly, I remembered how he stood there last night after making my body hot. I couldn't deny that I was already waiting for him to caress me and make me his. But why did he stop, though? Doesn't he find me attractive, like all of his mistresses? 

“What is going on in that tiny head of yours?” Nicklaus spoke. It was then that he realised that he had been watching me all along.

“Nothing serious,” I said.

Nicklaus fixed his eyes on me as if he were trying to read my mind.

“You are thinking about him, right?” he asked, his voice firm. I could feel his anger rising in his voice.

“Thinking about who?” I asked, narrowing my brows.

 “Don't fucking lie to me, Elena. You are still thinking of your ex-finance. You dreamt about him last night,” he said.

I pressed my lips into a thin line and said, “Well, I can't remember the nightmares I had last night, but I am not thinking about my ex-fiance.” I spoke

He stood up from the chair and walked to me on the opposite side of the table. I was still sitting on my chair, as if I were glued to it. He leaned in his face, a few inches away from mine. His gaze was fixed on mine, and our eyes locked.

I was becoming scared as his gaze intensified.

“Listen to me; you are now Mrs. Nickluas Coleman. You are my wife, and you can only think of me and dream of me. I own you now, and you will do what I say.”

“Just like you first said. I am your wife. You can't be possessive around me, just like you are to your mistresses.” I responded. 

“Do not ever cheat on me. Trust me to destroy your life and everything your family has worked hard to get. I will start with your parents, and then I will come for you,” he warned. His voice made me feel chills down my spine.

“You are just like a devil. No matter how hard you try to read my thoughts, you can never do that. This is not a game. You wouldn't have decided to get married to me if you wanted to be this possessive.” I spoke.

Before I could say any more words, he leaned in and kissed me deeply. I tried to fight it and push him away from me, but his lips brushed against my lips, and I closed my eyes. The kiss calmed my nerves.

After some time, I remembered what he did to me last night, so I pushed him away. I stood up and walked out of the living room.