Chapter 7

• "Then why do you have to marry me when you can just tell them that you are already married?"
• All my thoughts about him, being ugly, being a fake billionaire, wasn't any of the truth. And he's definitely not a gay now that he had told me about his real wife being pregnant with their child.
• I wonder what would her real wife think if she find out about our marriage. I don't want to cause them trouble and I'm definitely not the type to ruin their family.
• "Did she know about us? What if she broke up with you if she finds out that you're married to me?"
• His eyes instantly pierce at me with his deadly glare. Shock was written on my face but it instantly flew away when a grin made its way to his lips.
• The heck!?
• "My wife is the nicest woman I've ever known and I am not going to use that against her. I already told her about our situation months ago and I promised her that I'll come back."
• My lips pouted when I suddenly felt jealous. Not because my husband is having another woman but the fact that I can literally see how his eyes glimmer in satisfaction whenever he mention her as his wife.
• I wonder how it'll feel like to be that appreciated.
• I didn't utter any words and stilled my body as I sat at the edge of the bed. He was looking at me while he stands in front of me, curious and interrogative while his eyes squinted.
• "What?" I unknowingly touched my cheeks to feel if something's wrong with my face. He's making me conscious with the way he looked at me.
• "Are you one of my brother's fuck buddy?" He straightly asked and I almost choke myself with my own saliva.
• I cough hardly as the memories of our first night came crushing my ego. Damn that man! How can I literally forgot about that man who insulted me just because he had me as a virgin? I was still holding grudges and if given a chance, I would chose to kick him in his balls to lessen his future heiress.
• I composed myself and act as if I don't have any idea of what he was saying. "I don't know him." I lied and walk towards my luggage to get away from his interrogating hawk eyes.
• "Are you sure you're not the virgin woman he was telling me?"
• My head literally burned out in furiousness and couldn't help but to snap at his direction with a flaring glare. My bloodshot eyes made him held his hands up as if surrendering.
• "Easy woman, I'm just kidding." He nervously let out a deep chuckle but I really can't help but to burst my temper.
• Does he really need to announce it to everyone!? That I'm not a good fuck just because I lack experience!? Oh my god, I am going to kill him once I saw him again. I swear to all the jewelries and money's my parents are going to give me!
• "Hey, it was just a joke, okay? Don't worry, twins don't tend to keep secrets from each other–"
• "But that is not an enough reason to disrespect my privacy! God, your brother is such a jerk!" I lashed out on him and busied myself by taking my clothes out of my luggage and throwing them all on the floor.
• Not caring if I'm already making a mess inside a room that I don't even own, but who cares? We're married, whatever he has is mine.
• I didn't heard him say anything or even defend his twin brother and it was a good thing. I would literally throw punches at them and give them a middle finger for disrespecting me. That was just too much.
• I didn't know I was already crying if a sob didn't escaped my lips. I harshly wiped my cheeks using the dress I was holding before covering it on my already teary wet face.
• "Fuck!" I heard him curse when I started crying. His footsteps were too loud and heavy so I guess he was panicking and looking for a way to comfort me. "Shit! Hey, it's not what you think about, okay? He didn't tell me what happened to you two, he just mentioned that he had an encounter with a virgin– fuck! He didn't even tell it to me straightly! But I'm he's twin brother and I can read every single movement he does!"
• He was literally shouting his explanation from my back but it wasn't enough to make me stop from crying. I was breathing heavily and about to throw tantrums when the door of our room flew open and it revealed that man whom I was cursing the whole entire time.
• Hunter Warren.
• His eyes first landed on me and when he saw my teary face, his jaw clenched and the way his hand balled into a fist also didn't escaped my eyes. He then diverted his gaze to his brother and the next thing that happened, shocked me.
• Did he just punched his brother!?
• "Oh my god!" I squealed when both of them fell on the floor, Hunter keeps on punching Hugo while the latter didn't even try to save himself. "Stop it, will you!" I tried to pull him off Hugo but he just won't budge.
• "Why the fuck is she crying!? What did you do!?" He was whispering with firmness and anger. His gritted teeth tells me that he's really angry so I backed out instantly before he can even divert his anger to me.
• "What the fuck, Hunter! I didn't do anything to her!" And then Hugo finally punched back and now both of them are fighting each other.
• Oh gosh! Is this how they greet each other!? By killing each other!?
• I couldn't watch the chaos happening inside the room so I lifted my already empty luggage and threw it to them to make them stop. It was a bit harsh but at least it worked.
• Both of them let go of each other and give their attention to me. "Will you please stop fighting in front of me!? You are giving me a headache and you are not helping me with my problems!" I can feel the veins popping out from the side of my neck.
• The whole room was silenced and only our heavy breathing can be heard inside. None of them wanted to talk and none of them have the guts to run against my anger.
• I stomped my way out of the room and went to the dining area to cool myself. I drank a whole glass of cold water and let out heavy breaths to calm myself.
• "What the fuck they were thinking… fighting in front of me?" I can't help but to held my head in both hands. I closed my eyes when I felt my head aching. Flashes of unknown events pursed my memories but I couldn't understand any of them.
• "Charylle…"
• Hugo entered the kitchen while catching his breath and his eyes was instantly filled with worries when he saw me clutching my head.
• "Hey, are you alright?" A hint of softness and gentleness cascaded from his voice. His hand landed on my shoulder and it actually made me less frightened. "You good?" He checked my face and tucked the strands of my hair to the back of my ears.
• I met his eyes but only for a second. I then pushed him aside and grab another glass of water.
• It didn't last long when the three of us calmed down. I went back to the living area where the twins were waiting for me. With my arms crossed over my chest, I approached them with one brows raising.
• "And who told you that you are allowed to trespass our house and punch my husband in front of me?" I calmly bombarded him with question.
• Even with his stoic and serious face, I can still sense the tension, aggravation and frustration in his eyes as he looked at me directly in the eyes. I gulped secretly at how intense it was and ready to melt me. The memories from that night, the way he looked at me at the way he's doing right now made me give up and I was the one who broke the eye contact first.
• "Uhm…" Hugo took our attention, his hand was slightly scratching the back of his head as a shy and agitated smile appeared on his lips. "This is… actually his house."
• And just like that, my patience wanted to be burned in hell and my whole pride have been stomped and crushed without leaving any crumbs! And it's freaking making me dizzy!
• "Listen, okay? I am not really planning to marry you and I'm really sorry for that–"
• "I am not planning to marry you either. I just want my freedom back including all the money my parents took away from me." I hissed under my breath and glare.
• "Okay, I get that. I'm already married too and I'm prioritizing my real wife here. You can have my money and anything you want, just please give me a favor and live with my brother while I'm gone."
• As if I have a choice.
• I glance at Hunter who was sitting beside his brother. He was comfortably sitting at the couch, one hand was resting at the armrest as he gently and enticingly played with his lower lip.
• My throat waved when his eyes doesn't seem to have a plan on leaving mine, causing me to return my gaze back to Hugo, who was continuously explaining why he have to brought me here instead of his house.
• "Okay, but first, you need to give me a job with double pay and less stress. Is it a deal?"
• They look at each others eyes, having a conversation they could only understand. Hugo gave Hunter a nod and the latter let out a sigh of defeat before nodding back.
• "Deal. Hunter will give you the job and you'll be working under his company." With that finalization, he stood up and smiled brightly at us. "Good deal with you two, now I need to go back and take care of my wife. It's getting late." He approached the door and when I think that he'll be leaving this house peacefully, dang, I was so wrong. "Enjoy your honeymoon, guys!"
• My face heated up when he casually went out of the house, leaving me with Hunter who's eyes are making me shy and hot at the same time.
• I got up from the couch and calmly ascend my way back to the masters bedroom. I was about to open the door when I felt a hand almost covering mine. His chest was pressing on my back and I couldn't move a muscle.
• Aside that I'm surprise by his presence, I was also liking his body pressed against mine.
• "That's my room," his husky voice mixed with his heavy breath was a perfect definition of tempting. "You're sleeping at the guest room." He whispered again and that suddenly woke me up from my lavishing dream.
• "Excuse me!? No! I'm sleeping here!" I hastily opened the door and rolled my eyes at him but even before I could close it, he stopped it using his feet and caught my wrist to take my attention.
• "Stop rolling your eyes at me… it's making me hard."