Bella's presentation

I took off my shirt and I slammed the door so no one can see us. I let her stroke my chest and I stroke her hips also and we were making love.

It was 9:05 in the morning the subsequent day. I slowly woke up and the rays of the sunlight pouring on me through the window was causing me to stir. I raised myself to a sitting position and I felt startled finding myself in a bedroom.

It looked like a modern bedroom and the sheets draped around me were quite expensive. I panicked, "where...where am I?" I glanced around.

"Relax." I listened to the feminine voice and I looked up to see Becca advancing to the bed in only a blouse. Her curvaceous hips were disclosed. She was clasping a mug of coffee I could see the mist hovering on it and she sat besides me.

"Good morning Xavier." She pecked my cheek.

"How are you baby?" I squinted at her.

"Want coffee?"

I shook my head, "I'm good, " I moved nearer to her, "I only want you right now." I pecked her chin.

She giggled and dropped the mug on the table. She wrapped her arms on my neck and I cuddled her lovingly.

I felt her smooth palm smooching my chest and I stroke her hair. We crawled under the blanket and wrapped ourselves in each other's arms.

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Chloe's POV

Finally! Xavier is home! My brows furrowed staring at him striding into our bedroom. He walked past me as if I were invisible. Not that I was expecting a peck or a hug from him but saying good morning to me wouldn't ruin his day or mine or will it?

"Where were you?" I turned to him and was folding my arms staring at him while he pull his socks off his feet.

"You have the nerve to ask me that." He retorted and his face was contorting in rage.

"What did I do wrong?" I raised my brows.

Xavier sprang from the sofa and motioned to me, "you asked me to go out with you. You shouldn't have asked me that and instead of apologizing for saying that to me, you are more concerned about where I was? You're just dumb you know."

Anger swept over me, I yelped, "what's wrong asking my husband to take me out with him? Should I even be asking you that?" My voice starts to crack, "I miss the dates we used to have, dancing with you in a club, walking with you at the beach and sharing a popcorn with you watching a movie in the cinema. Can't I experience even one of those times again?" Tears fled my eyes.

"Can you even hear yourself? You know if anyone sees you or sees me with you the Press will use your wrinkled face against me. I don't wanna wake up one morning and see me being talked about on the News for having a wife with a hideous face."

"But I'm your wife. Don't I deserve to be treated like one even if it'll mean people's gonna talk bad about you or your image getting soiled?"

Xavier felt about to burst from rage he started to me and grabbed my arms and he roared, "nothing's gonna ruin my image. My image as a Top Model CEO should never get soiled." He wanted to make that clear to me. That gnashing jaw explained it all. I flinched by his voice. He has never grabbed me like the way he just did. He seems to be getting scarier each passing day.

I said to him apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..," staring at his furrowed eyes i stuttered, "to..s..ay that."

He shoved me aside I moved really fast and unsteadily backwards and I dropped on the bed as if thrown on it. I noticed his fingers balling to a fist and my heart raced, "are you still angry with me?"

Xavier sighed.

Springing from the bed, I suddenly got reminded of Bella's presentation at her school, Bethway college. I wanted to speak to Xavier about it, I slowly walked to him and I paused in front of him. I bowed wrapping my face with my hair so he doesn't get irritated staring at the scars on my face while I speak to him.

"Xavier, Bella is expected to come along with her parents to school while she offers her presentation in class by tomorrow afternoon."

"You're not going."

I felt startled, "why shouldn't I? I'm her mother." I argued.

"Do you want to risk your face getting seen?"

"First you refuse to go out with me, now you're stopping me from going out with my daughter?"

"I can be there for the two of us."

Tears build in my eyes and I said firmly, "I wanna be there to support my daughter. I want to watch her, I want to see her smiling on the stage. I wanna be there."

"Don't you get it?" Xavier roared, "if News gets leaked that you have a bad face, I will lose face in the modeling industry. I can't let that happen just because you are my wife. It's already difficult for me accepting that face of yours don't make life harder for me. Don't be my nightmare." He walked away.