A Weird Couple

Theophilus' POV

I was getting frustrated with my new bride.

I had prevailed the other day and she had come home with me but as we reached my home she had made it very clear that we would be staying in different rooms.

“Why? Are you embarrassed that you might snore?” I had been teasing her but her face had remained stoic.

“We just got married, Moana. We may not like each other but I know there is chemistry between us,” I remembered that even though she had bitten me the other day she had responded well to my kiss initially.

“I will only be intimate with you when it is necessary to birth your heir,” came her response.

“And if I want to start making my heir now?”

“I am not ready. I shall be ready in a year,” came her stubborn response.

I had given in to her because I did not have the strength to argue with her.

She had her own room and I had mine but what I did not expect from her was she avoiding me.

She avoided me like I was a plague.

I could not understand her and to be frank