Great Acting, Dominic!!

"So what if I did? We are officially husband and wife now," Dominic whispered, his face looking incredibly seductive.

Gwen panicked, trying to distance herself from him. "Don't get any ideas!"

Dominic grew even more playful, moving closer to Gwen, who kept maintaining a safe distance. The knock on Dominic's door added tension to the situation. "Grandpa is outside, let's show him we're enjoying our first night together."

Gwen's eyes widened at the mention of their first night; she had forgotten it was their wedding night. Dominic's phone rang again, and he deliberately showed it to Gwen.

"Look, Grandpa is calling me again. Let's show him we're a happy couple," Dominic teased, continuing to play with his wife.

"Don't be ridiculous. When I say no, it means no," Gwen said firmly. "I'm not pregnant yet, or we could cancel the honeymoon plans. Grandpa's outside, isn't he?"

The long-haired woman quickly got off the bed and tried to open the door, but Dominic managed to stop her. He grabbed her hand, picked her up, and showed her off to his grandfather.

Dominic opened the door while holding Gwen. "What's up, Grandpa?"

"What are you two doing?" the old man asked, looking confused and uncomfortable seeing his grandson in such an intimate pose. "Aren't you ashamed to act like that? What if it wasn't me who came?"

"Why should we be ashamed? We just got married, so it's not wrong to act like this. Besides, I have to show that I'm a normal man, right?" Dominic explained while kissing Gwen's cheek, ignoring the slap she gave him on his chest.

"Do as you please. I just wanted to make sure you were with your wife," Mr. Charles said, turning to leave.

"Oh, Grandpa, we've agreed to go on our honeymoon the day after tomorrow, right, honey?" Dominic said, looking at Gwen as if asking for help to make their next plan go smoothly. But it seemed his wife had a different thought; Dominic's behavior earlier made her feel unsafe, fearing he would be even more daring during their honeymoon.

"Gwen, why are you silent? Don't you agree?"

"Honey, why are you quiet? Didn't we talk about this before, and you agreed, right?" Dominic insisted, his tone pressing with every word.

"I – I agree, Grandpa. I agree with the plan," Gwen stuttered, glaring at her husband.

"Good, then prepare yourselves for the trip the day after tomorrow. It's quite far, so don't exhaust yourselves tonight," Grandpa teased.

Dominic and Gwen exchanged looks, silently agreeing that what the old man implied would not happen. After 'checking' on his grandson, Mr. Charles returned to his room. The young couple also went back inside their room.

"Put me down!" Gwen demanded, struggling in Dominic's arms. He then set her down. "Don't think you can carry me or kiss me again!"

"Why not? We're married. I'm obliged to fulfill all my rights," Dominic teased, his face looking very serious.

"I don't care. Or we can cancel the honeymoon tomorrow," Gwen threatened, clearly not joking.

Receiving such a strong reaction from Gwen, Dominic stopped teasing her and ended his act. "Who said I wanted to carry or kiss you again? I did that to make Grandpa believe we love each other and to restore my image as a husband."

Gwen rolled her eyes, realizing Dominic's actions were purely for his benefit. She regretted thinking badly of her boss but didn't feel like apologizing.

"So, do you still want to cancel our plan?" Dominic asked.

"I need proof that you won't repeat what you did earlier, so I can go on this trip feeling safe and comfortable," Gwen replied, instead of apologizing for her earlier suspicion.

"I can prove it later," Dominic said earnestly. "Don't worry, there's no Grandpa there, so I won't touch you at all."

Gwen nodded. "Good, I'll hold you to that."

"But I don't know if Grandpa might send a spy to watch us," Dominic added. "Maybe your reputation will be ruined, and Grandpa will be disappointed in you."

Gwen sighed deeply, not having considered that possibility. "I think this trip is going to be hell for me."

"Please, leave my room if you're going to overthink," Dominic said, dismissing her.

"What did you say? You're kicking me out? What if Grandpa sees me moving rooms?"

Dominic approached his wife. "Then what do you want? Do you want to sleep here?"

"No, but at least let me stay here a bit longer. Or you sleep somewhere else, you said you would rent another room," Gwen suggested.

"Not anymore, I prefer sleeping in this room," Dominic refused.

"Your words are really inconsistent, sir," Gwen muttered, annoyed with her boss's indecisiveness.

"I went through all the trouble of acting in front of Grandpa to restore my reputation as a loving husband. What if Grandpa's men see me leave and sleep in another room?" Dominic explained.

Gwen closed her eyes, finding Dominic truly irritating. He changed his behavior at will, leaving her no choice. "What if it happens to me? Grandpa will think I'm a bad wife for sleeping in another room."

"So what now? Do you want to sleep here or go back to your room?" Dominic asked.

"I'll sleep here, but don't expect to touch me! I won't let you touch me, not even a little!"

Dominic didn't respond, turning to the bed, grabbing a pillow and blanket, and lying down on the sofa in the expensive room. Gwen slowly approached the bed and lay down. The exhaustion from arguing with her husband disappeared, replaced by sleepiness, and soon she drifted off.

Dominic smiled, hearing his wife's steady breathing. He changed his position from lying down to sitting up. Deep inside, he was grateful to Gwen for participating in his act, even to this extent.

He never thought he would marry someone he didn't love, a young woman who sacrificed her future to help him. Memories of a woman from his past, who made him the man he was now, surfaced.

"It's all because of her. If she shows up in front of me, I won't give her a second chance," Dominic thought.