Using Authority

"I haven't given Grandpa an answer yet, which is why I'm here," Dominic replied. He could have made the decision himself without waiting for Gwen's approval, but he respected the woman who was now his wife. They discussed whether they would go on a honeymoon as Grandpa wanted.

 

"Grandpa wants us to go on a honeymoon so I can get pregnant quickly," Gwen interjected.

 

"That's why I'm here, to ask your opinion. So what do you think?"

 

Gwen fell silent, busy pondering whether to go on the honeymoon or not. Dominic secretly smiled at the confusion of the beautiful woman in front of him.

 

"Will Grandpa be angry if we refuse his gift?" Gwen asked.

 

Dominic nodded quickly, then added, "You're so afraid of getting pregnant, aren't you?" Apart from informing Gwen about the wedding gift, Dominic also wanted to know her feelings. After all, they were now officially married.

 

"Don't worry, you don't need to overthink it. I assure you I won't touch you, so don't be afraid of me," Dominic said, looking at Gwen. He tried to convince her to trust him.

 

Gwen felt somewhat relieved by Dominic's words. She knew her boss was a good man who wouldn't break his promise. Finally, she agreed to go on the honeymoon to the island Grandpa had chosen.

 

"Alright then, I'll inform Grandpa," Dominic said as he walked toward Gwen's bedroom door. He had no more reason to stay since he had gotten her answer, and he didn't want to disturb her rest.

 

After Dominic left, Gwen sat on her king-sized bed, reflecting on her mother's words from that morning. Her mother had advised her to be a good wife to her husband. However, Gwen still didn't want to have a relationship or get pregnant.

 

"I'll fulfill all my roles as a wife except for having a child," she muttered.

 

As the night deepened, the newlyweds spent time in their respective rooms. Dominic was busy with his office work, while Gwen watched TV shows.

 

Gwen's phone rang again, and it was still Dominic calling. She quickly answered. "What's up?" Gwen asked.

 

"It seems Grandpa will come again, so move over," Dominic ordered over the phone.

 

Uncharacteristically, Gwen immediately agreed with Dominic, surprising and pleasing him because their act would go smoothly.

 

Once the call ended, Gwen prepared to go to Dominic's room. She brought a change of clothes, skincare products, and a towel. After everything was ready, she opened her door.

 

She ran to Dominic's room, which wasn't far from hers. "Hurry, open the door," she said, knocking on her husband's door.

 

Annoyed by his impatient wife, Dominic yelled, "Wait, don't knock like that."

 

Seconds later, the door opened, and Gwen rushed in as if it were her own room. Dominic reacted to her behavior. "You just barged in," he complained. "This is my room, be respectful."

 

"Sorry."

 

Gwen continued her careless behavior, sitting on Dominic's bed in a pose that made him uncomfortable. She didn't know why she was acting more strangely than usual, and she realized Dominic didn't like it.

 

"Why are you looking at me like that? I already apologized," Gwen said, deliberately provoking him.

 

"Apologizing without changing your behavior," Dominic retorted.

 

Gwen then moved from the bed to the sofa, occupying herself with her phone. No one spoke; Dominic immersed himself in his office work again, communicating with his assistant about the honeymoon.

 

"You need to call Tsuri, tell her to handle your work," Dominic ordered.

 

"Why should I call Tsuri? I can handle my work myself. I can go to the office tomorrow," Gwen replied, still looking at her phone.

 

"We're going shopping for honeymoon supplies tomorrow. I don't have clothes or items for a beach trip," Dominic explained. Gwen immediately put down her phone and looked at Dominic.

 

"We're going to the beach?"

 

"I told you Grandpa wants us to go to the Maldives. You know what kind of place that is. I can't go there wearing a shirt. So, we need to buy honeymoon supplies."

 

Like Dominic, Gwen didn't have suitable beachwear as she rarely vacationed at the beach. "Alright, what time will we go?"

 

"In the afternoon, so we don't run into Grandpa. According to the office schedule, there's a meeting with company executives tomorrow."

 

"Okay, should I come to your room, or will you pick me up?"

 

"We'll see tomorrow who goes to whose room," Dominic replied.

 

"Alright, we'll see tomorrow," Gwen said. "I've been here for almost three hours, and Grandpa hasn't come. I'll go back to my room."

 

"Wait another hour. If Grandpa doesn't come, you can go back," Dominic suggested.

 

Gwen refused, feeling tired and bored, not wanting to wait longer in that room. "No, I want to rest in my room."

 

"Don't argue with me. This is an order from your boss, Gwen," Dominic said, using his authority to pressure her.

 

What else could she do when Dominic mixed personal matters with his status as her company's leader? Gwen sat back on the sofa, continuing her activities until she fell asleep.

 

Dominic didn't expect Gwen to fall asleep on the sofa. He approached her, covering her with a blanket. His gaze lingered on Gwen's face.

 

As a man, he admitted Gwen's beauty. She was beautiful, but different from typical beauties. Dominic secretly took a photo of her. He didn't have a picture of his wife, and it could be problematic if Grandpa asked about it someday.

 

Satisfied with taking pictures of the sleeping Gwen, Dominic decided to sleep. Unfortunately, there was a slight disturbance. His door was knocked on, and he knew who it was. The first thing he did was not open the door but wake Gwen.

 

"Gwen, wake up, Grandpa is here," he whispered. But Gwen didn't wake up. Impatient, Dominic carried her to his bed. Naturally, this startled Gwen, who quickly opened her eyes.

 

"What are you doing? Are you trying to do something indecent to me?"