I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Kayden was sleeping on the couch. I saw him lying there.Unfortunately, the couch is short for his 6’2 height. He has to put his legs up to fit on the couch.I felt slightly uncomfortable to see him sleeping like this. I approach the couch and lower my head.He looked so serene sleeping like that, a masterpiece from some painting. His brows were relaxed and lacked the usual sternness, making him look gentle.I instinctively went closer to him to take a better look. I can’t believe this Greek God kinda looking man is my husband.He looks even better than celebrities. Maybe Kai is famous because of these genes. Even the Governor is pretty handsome.Although Kayden and I have been married for quite some time, this was my first time observing him with such detail.His eyelashes long, his lips full… oh those lips… Can I just-“What are you looking at so sneakily?” I heard a muffled voice.I fell on the ground landing on my butt.W
We enter the room and I see the Governor dressed in home wear. He sat there looking at some documents and appeared to be very busy. Even at home, he’s working.“Ken, why are you so free to come home today?” Kayden’s tone is very casual.I, on the other hand, am very nervous. I never thought I would meet Kenneth Marshall one day. Plus, he’s my elder brother-in-law.Kenneth saw me and immediately smiled before walking towards me. “This is the first time we met. Forgive me, I was a little busy with work. And Kay has shielded you too well, rarely brings you home.”It’s probably because he could not be bothered to bring me home since we are not true lovers anyway. I shake Kenneth’s hand that he extended. “Mr. Governor, I’m Zara Wilson.”He chuckles. “Oh please, call me Kenneth. We are family.”I smile. Kenneth does not look the same as he does on television. But now that I see it, all three brothers have clear similarities.Soon, Lily came in. “Have a seat all of you.”I quickly join her.
Pov: KaydenI look at Zara resting on the couch with a silly smile on her face. Walking over I ask, “What happened?”“I was reading the piece of a news article that was published on the promotion of our new series. We even made jokes about each other, like how I’m clumsy and nobody thinks of me as a woman on the set. Everybody laughed and the promotion was successful. The host was happy to question us, there were cheers and Linda was pissed at my popularity that’s a bonus that I got. Most importantly the director praised me personally and said I have a lot of potential in the future.”She shows me the article on the phone and I smile sweeping a glance across it. She was so easily satisfied.We retreat to our room. Zara opened her wardrobe, took out her pajamas, and went to the bathroom for a shower. After a while, she yells from inside. “Kayden, who bought these pajamas? Why are they see-through?”“Huh?” See-through?“They are almost translucent.”I frown and open the wardrobe to take
Pov: ZaraThe series which I was in finally aired and the attention it got was immense. There were advertisements around every corner and the fanfare was on a different level.I could see them even when I went shopping.But right now I just began to get some exposure. I’m not as well-known as Kai or Freya so people outside don’t recognize me. I was still an ordinary person.But it was clear that the series was already receiving attention from the broadcast of its first episode. Its viewership ratings stood firmly in the first place and its related news fully occupied the list of hot topics. And the few main leads inside began to be roped into various methods to generate hype.The response from Kai’s fans was huge. Every day, his fans followed him around noisily as he attended his promotional activities.On the other hand, Freya kept a low profile. She didn’t attend promotional activities and only went to a few important places. One could tell that she had the style of a goddess.A sma
Pov: KaydenMonica stood before us looking from me to Zara and back. Although she was shocked to see us there, she still smiled and conveniently stepped between Zara and me, pulling my arm.“Kay… What are you holding? Let me have a look.” She stretched her hand towards the beautiful packing which had the shops name ‘Carving Time’ on it. I didn’t even notice the shop’s name. My whole attention was on Zara and how excited she looked.I subconsciously evaded Monica. “It’s nothing.”Monica stiffened but then pursed her lips. “Didn’t you bring anyone along? Why are you carrying this? Give it, I’ll do it.”“No need.” I tell her straight.For some reason I didn’t want anyone to see this. It was something that Zara and I shared and seemed private.Monica doesn’t protest but silently glares at Zara who in return just sighs. I don’t know what Zara did to make Monica detest her so much. But then again, it would be even more weird if she liked Zara.“Why are the two of you here?”“We just had din
After Monica left, I asked my subordinates where Zara has gone. They know that since she has married me, her safety is also of utmost priority.Soon, then brought me along and we found Zara strolling alone by the side of the road in the direction of our home.I caught up with her. “Why did you leave on your own?”“Why aren’t you with Miss Jensen?” she asked perplexed.I’m not sure if I appreciate this question. “Why? Did you want us to be together for long?”“Yes.” She answers almost immediately. “It is rare for you to have bumped into each other.”“You’re very thoughtful.” My words were laced with sarcasm. Should I be praising her for being such a good wife?“Of course, I am.” She goes on without taking a hint of this situation or my words, as usual. “My personality is just… I forgot the idiom, how does it go? It is used to describe someone who’s generous…”“Magnanimity is the generous greatness of spirit?”“Yes, exactly. It describes me perfectly!” she pats her chest feeling all pro
Pov: ZaraKayden returns to the room and I couldn’t even dare to look at him. I constantly evaded his gaze.“On that day, why did you and your manager go to the hotel Ken was staying at?”I raise my head before pausing. I thank god for him changing the topic. Things would have gotten really awkward. “Oh, Kai invited everyone from the production. So I brought Yvette with me. Kai said it’s your family’s hotel.”He sat down in deep thought. I don’t know what he’s thinking but he suddenly asked about that day out of the blue. “Why did you start asking about this all of a sudden?”“It’s nothing. Go to sleep.” He smiles.“Okay.” I didn’t give this much thought.The next day, I see an increase in my followers on Instagram and Twitter.A lot of people love my character and sympathized with her. The character was considerate of others in every aspect, was easygoing and dashing, and never dragged things out. But she would always get hurt in the end.Due to this, all the attention on the main fe
Pov: KaydenI wasn’t scorning at her results. It is just so fun to provoke her. It is her admiring look that made me burst with vanity. It made me feel good.She glares at me. “Who the hell likes you? Narcissist!”I hold her face. “But when I kissed you yesterday, you obviously liked it.”“I did not…”“Yes, you did. You were enjoying it.”She looks at me, all haughty. “You’re mistaken.”“We have a way to know again.” I smile deviously as I get closer to her. She leans back reacting to me.I grab her hands in one of mine as I bend her down pressing her into the sofa. Leaning down, I could see her flushed cheeks and embarrassed face. It was fascinating to watch.“Kayden let go… This is the living room.”“What’s wrong with that? This is our home, you are my wife, and nobody can say anything.”She wriggles her hands-free from my hold and pushes my chest. I didn’t budge. She was at a loss for what to be done and it was amusing, looking at her struggle. My lips just grazed the tip of her no
POV KaydenAfter we got back to Chicago, I went to Yohan for a routine checkup. Knowing him, I was half-expecting him to make some snide remark. Sure enough, he had a smug look on his face as I sat down.“Mr. Marshall, I think you could consider taking that drug more often,” he smirked. “You seem rather… energetic.”I shot him a look, not bothering to respond. He must have seen Zara and me together recently because he didn’t let up.“Don’t be so serious, Mr. Marshall. A joke here and there won’t scare a girl away.”“Any other tests you need to do?” I asked flatly.“Fine, fine,” he sighed, getting a needle ready. Then, out of nowhere, he started again. “You know, Miss Wilson’s personality is actually quite complementary to yours. She’s carefree, while Miss Jensen was always a bit uptight. You two are like… concave and convex pieces, fitting together perfectly.”I caught the mischievous look in his eyes immediately. He was speaking in double entendres, and his implication was obvious. F
When I walked into the room that morning, I could immediately tell how awkward Zara felt. She sat there, her face bright red, her body still a little disheveled from the night before. I knew she was thinking about everything that had happened, probably trying to reconcile her usual reserved self with the bold actions she’d taken for my sake.I approached her, trying to check on her arm. She winced a bit when I touched it, and that’s when I realized just how much I had pushed her the night before. I was in no state to think clearly back then, consumed by the effects of the drug, and she had gone through all of it with me, without complaint."Does it hurt that much?" I asked, frowning as guilt gnawed at me.She waved it off, pretending it wasn’t a big deal, but I could see how sore she was. “I must have used too much strength…” she muttered.I couldn’t help but feel responsible for what I had put her through. "I’m sorry..." I told her, feeling the weight of what I had done sink in.She
POV KaydenI stood by the window, my body burning with an unbearable heat, the cold winter night outside in stark contrast to the fire inside me. The reflection on the glass showed a man drenched in sweat, his skin flushed, muscles tense. I couldn't calm myself. The drug was wreaking havoc on me, pushing me to my limits, testing my control.I heard Zara approach from behind, her steps light but determined. Her voice cut through the haze, "Really, let me help you. It’s been a few hours already, and you’re still not well..."I clenched my fists. The last thing I wanted was for her to see me like this, to be caught in this mess created by someone else’s malicious intent. But there she was, stubborn as always. I couldn’t bear to have her close, and yet I couldn’t push her away."Who needs you to help? Didn’t you understand when I told you to get lost?" I shouted, hoping to scare her off. Maybe if I could make her leave, I could deal with this myself.But Zara never backed down. "No, I’m n
POV ZaraI was sound asleep when my phone suddenly rang. I groggily reached for it, only to hear an unexpected voice on the other end.“Zara.”It was Monica.I immediately sat up in bed, confused and still half-asleep. “Miss Jensen?” I asked, my voice puzzled. What could she possibly want at this hour?She didn’t waste any time. Her tone was sharp and condescending, as if she had been waiting for this moment. “What are you doing?” she snapped.I blinked and tried to stay calm. “I was sleeping,” I replied honestly, still unsure what this was about.“Very well. I guess you’re tactful enough to know your place and not try to disturb Kayden and me,” she said with a smugness that made my skin crawl.I was tired of this back and forth with her. I decided to just lay it out. “I’ll be direct. I respect whatever is going on between you two, and I won’t interfere. You’ve just never believed me,” I said, keeping my tone as even as possible, even though my heart was already beginning to race. I d
I arrived at the restaurant where Monica had already made herself comfortable. She had dressed up for the occasion, her eyes gleaming with something I couldn’t quite place, and I was immediately on edge. This was supposed to be a simple dinner, but from the way she was looking at me, I could tell she had something else on her mind."Kayden, you’re here," she smiled, motioning for me to sit. "I waited so long for you. Come and try this house drink. I specially asked them to bring it from the cellar. It’s a premium red wine."I sat down, already feeling uneasy. Something about her excitement seemed off, but I couldn’t place it. She kept staring at me, and I couldn’t figure out why. I glanced at the wine she poured and shook my head slightly."It’s better not to drink too much wine. It’s not good for your body," I said, trying to deflect.Suddenly, her eyes welled up, and tears started falling. I was caught off guard. Had I said something wrong? Her emotions had been so fragile lately, a
I was in the middle of reading a document when Zara suddenly popped up with a bright idea.“Kayden, let’s go to the indoor ski park.”I looked up from my work, slightly amused. "No," I said, shaking my head."Why not?" She always got this look when I denied her one of her spontaneous plans.I chuckled and said, “It’s meaningless to put on so many clothes. If we’re doing something active, we might as well go to the pool. It’s more... pleasing to the eyes.”She immediately grabbed a pillow and tossed it at me. "Perv."I couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction. But she didn’t give up. She never did.“Come on, let’s go try it out, Kayden.... Honey, I’ve never been to a ski park before.”That word, “Honey,” always had a strange effect on me. It was like she knew the exact button to push.I sighed, feeling a bit helpless. She knew exactly how to get her way. I reached out and rubbed her head. "Fine. Let’s go."Her face lit up immediately. “Heh heh. Thanks, Honey. You’re is the best!”I trie
POV KaydenI asked Henry to check with the hospital staff and doctors about Monica’s recovery which he said was going fine and she would get discharged in two days.Later that week I had a call from the Los Angeles Branch of Marshall Industries that needed some attention personally. I informed Zara and coincidently she too had a shoot to attend there.We both took the Marshalls private jet and she called her manager. They both set off for her scheduled shoot and I went to my own work. Los Angeles branch was doing well on its own, and it’s been like that for most of our branches. They managing directors don’t bother me unless there’s actually an issue that needs my attention, hence I make it so that I check these things personally.As I was just finishing my meeting and ready to head back in the afternoon, I got a call from Yvette. I quickly picked it up, knowing Yvette will never call me unless it has anything to do with Zara.“Hello.”“Mr. Marshall, Zara got into a small accident on
POV ZaraWhen we stepped into the Marshall residence, the chill in the air didn’t seem to matter. Kayden’s mother immediately fussed over me as usual, saying, “You’re wearing too few layers, Zara! Quick, bring an overcoat for the Young Madam.”I barely had time to protest before they wrapped me in another layer. Honestly, I was fine, but Kayden’s Mother’s warmth and concern made me feel like I was being pampered beyond belief. This was the Marshall family way—especially when it came to their daughter-in-law.As we moved further inside, I noticed the President's bodyguards stationed outside. That could only mean one thing: Kenneth was home. It was strange to see him here, since he's usually so busy with running the country. But it was New Year’s Eve, and even the President has to celebrate with family sometimes.Kenneth approached us, as poised as ever, and greeted me with his usual reserved but polite demeanor. “Zara, good to see you again.” It felt a little formal, but then again, he
This realization put me in a surprisingly good mood. If I had known earlier that she was jealous, I wouldn’t have been so anxious during those days. She was angry not because she didn’t care but because she did.And here I was, almost spoiling her too much. She was practically running circles around me. I chuckled to myself. If anyone saw how I was with her, they wouldn’t believe it. Zara had no idea just how much I was holding back, letting her get away with things that would’ve driven anyone else mad.I sat there, watching her hum to herself, clearly lost in her own thoughts. She reclined in her seat, and I couldn’t help but notice how content she looked now. But then, her expression shifted suddenly, and she pressed her hand to her stomach.I frowned and leaned forward. “Why? Does your stomach still hurt?”She nodded, wincing slightly. “It still hurts a little. It’s alright. It’s probably because I was too nervous this time. Usually, it only hurts for a day.”“Next time, take note