New Home

Calvin's house was gigantic for one person. It was a two floored mansion, with about five rooms and an indoor swimming pool. The decorations, the furniture, the designing, everything screamed money. It was all so modern, almost futuristic. Surprisingly, the house looked very bright. She thought he would be a dark colours type of guy but his house was painted baby blue and white with matching furniture. She loved the place.

They were standing in the living room. A was huge, a long blue couch with two small ones at the side and a glass table in between was placed in the centre of the room. The front wall was a collage of framed pictures. Family photos, graduation photos, school pictures and even some random shots were placed precisely on the wall.

Kitchen was included in the living room. The stove was electric and sensory, cabinets had well designed sunmica on them, counter was made of pure white marble in a U shape. And at the end of the counter, an expensive table cloth and four chairs opposite eachother. Dining table was joined with the counter.

"Welcome to your new home." 

"This place is so cool." She said to no one in particular.

"The owner is cooler." He winked.

She had to admit, he was right. He was way more cooler than she thought. In her mind, he was just another high maintenance, spoilt, arrogant heir. It was only after meeting him that she realised how wrong she was.

They were welcomed by three people in identical outfits. "This is Walter, Mary and Tris. They come here every other day for cleaning and stuff." Blair nodded and greeted them.

"You are very pretty mam, the dress compliments you very well." She blushed at Tris' comment and politely thanked her. The dress was really pretty but also really tight. It was making it hard for her to breath. 

After the housekeepers left, they both got seated on the couch.

"Since we are living together from now on, let's have an agreement. There are five rooms here, including the living room. There is also a mini gym and an indoor swimming pool. 

You can do anything you want but always clean after yourself. I hate messy things. Don't enter my study or touch my stuff without my permission. Also, I won't bother you, you won't bother me. I know this marriage must be hard on you too. So let's be considerate towards eachother, okay? That way we both can be happy."

She realised three things from his statement. First, he was a clean freak; second, he was possessive with what was his and lastly he hadn't accepted her as his wife, which was kind of expected. He just told her to mind her own business but in polite words. 

This didn't bother her the slightest. In her mind, she also didn't see him as a man so his arrangement was just fine with her. She also wasn't interested in putting her nose in other people's business, it was perfect.

"I also have something to say." She said, her lawyer side slowly coming out.

"Shoot."

"I won't do any cooking." The reason was simple, she didn't know how to. He agreed without wasting a second.

"I need a place for meditation and yoga."

"You can use the rooftop."

"I want a seperate room."

He expected this to come. "It's not possible." He shook his head in response. "The housekeepers here are my mom's spies." He explained.

So, their job was to clean the house and keep Joanne updated about the new couple. She sighed but agreed after a few seconds.

"And last, you won't try to touch me." 

He went quite for a second before answering with 'alright'. They both stood up.

"Come, I will show you our room. Your bags are already there. You might wanna get out of that thing." He pointed towards her dress. "It looks very..." His eyes shamelessly scanned her up and down which made her feel self conscious. 

The dress was sticking to her like a leech with her shoulders and arms fully exposed. The v link neck showed a little part of her chest. Blush crept up her neck under his stare.

"Oh, you face matches your dress!"

She bit her lip and shoved his arm. "Just lead the way." She said without looking at him as he chuckled wickedly.

...

Calvin came out of the bathroom wearing black sweatpants, his left hand was holding a white towel which he used to dry himself. His eyes fell on the already sleeping figure of Blair at the end of his bed. They had agreed to sleep on the same bed since it was big enough to fit atleast four people.

He threw the towel in the laundry basket and laid down on the other end of the bed. Suddenly, a thought entered his mind.

'She would totally freak out if she saw me half naked next to her.' He quickly pulled on a grey tank top and laid down again, staring at the ceiling above.

In matter of hours, his life had changed. Just a few days ago, he was enjoying his bachelor life and now, he had a woman sleeping beside him. His wife.

He had to admit that she was attractive, very attractive. The way she looked so ethereal in the wedding dress, made him stop functioning for few minutes. And her cute yet bold personality just added to her charm.

He had never had anyone special in his life, someone he could love and cherish. Sure he had multiple girlfriends and short, torrid affairs here and there but never once did he take any of them seriously. Mostly because those women wanted him either for his looks or money.

But with Blair, it wasn't the case. She did not need his money because she had plenty of it and did not get fayed by his looks because unlike him, she already had someone special in her life. Someone she adored.

It was quite obvious, atleast for him that she was in love with her boss. Although she did try to hide it, her nonchalant acting wasn't all that great.

The way her eyes never left him while walking down the aisle, immediately looked for him after they shared their first kiss and the longing sadness in them when he congratulated them during the reception, all said one thing. She definitely saw him more than just her boss or her bestfriend's brother. Maybe a potential romantic partner.

And the way Raiden Kingston glared at his hand on her waist, his sweet smile but bitter eyes made Calvin think it wasn't one sided. He wanted her too.

Calvin laughed at himself. First night of marriage, which couples spend being one, professing their love and sharing eachother's passion; there he was laying down, thinking about his wife's lover while she slept soundly by his side.

What a strange way to start a marriage.