Marine can cook and clean she can speak six different languages and play six different instruments. she's perfect. she's prime and proper, obedient and well-mannered. she's pretty too she's perfect just one small detail... She's a witch. the next godmother. Amin Luther was living his best life. He is the country's beloved Superstar, the heart-throb actor, the founder of a flourishing Entertainment agency. He can get any woman he wants. What happens when mother blackmail son into marrying a seemingly perfect wife?. His perfect wife.
SUPERSTAR ACTOR AND FOUNDER OF PLATINUM STARS ENTERTAINMENT, AMIN LUTHER. MARRIED?
ONE LESS NAME ON THE ELIGIBLE BACHELORS LIST.
AMIN LUTHER... MARRIED.
...MARRIED.
And other more ridiculous headlines.
"people are really milking this, aren't they" Amin scoffed as he strolled through the tabloids on his iPad
" it's not everyday an Amin Luther gets married"
"it's like these people know more about my marriage than I do. it just keeps getting ridiculous"
"true, most of it is absolute nonsense but let's enjoy being the big news of the week"
" this girl is even hosting an online vigil for the girl whose heart has been broken by the news. I can't believe the number of people that are subscribing to that bullsh!t"
his assistant Louis shrugged. "the life of a star"
"don't even get me started." Amin sighed. "I just need a break" he normally could careless of what people posted about him but as of late, his life has been sliding down to slippery slope called arranged marriage.
"H-hello?" his said wife appeared still in her wedding dress from the night before.
" good morning wifey" Amin chirped with fake cheerfulness. "you fell asleep in the car so I brought you in, why don't you wash up and change. there are some clothes for you in the closet"
"oh... okay" she retreated back up the stairs stiffly and obediently.
"what's with her?" his assistant mouthed with a questioning look.
he just shrugged "who knows"
"your mum he sure knows how to pick them stiff and obedient is just your type" his assistant said sarcastically. it rubbed him the wrong way; hearing somebody talk about his wife like that. arranged or not. but he let it be "is she at least nice"
"how would I know? the only words I've said to her are the 'I do's' on the altar" Amin answered nonchalantly.
" I don't mean to intrude on your personal business but this sounds like a recipe for disaster" he had to agree with Louis.
"my thoughts exactly but it's my mum's dying wish, it's not like I can ignore it. the least I can do is the civil to her"
"B-best of luck sir?" his assistant sounded strange and the guy suddenly looked tensed. "What happened Chuck?"
"over there" Amin looked over and was surprised to say the least. looks like his wife is trying to seduce him. Of all the clothes set aside for her, his wife of just last night choose to dressed in nothing but one of his shirt that was intentionally buttoned roughly and her hair pulled up in a messy bun that scream the 'fúck me'
"I'll take my l-leave" his assistance timidly said before scurrying off.
"Tina. is it?" he didn't even know her name and she's already trying to climb in his bed. On a normal day, he and his junior wouldn't mind but this is his wife for goodness sake
"Marine" she corrected in a barely audible voice.
"Marine? as in the sea?"
"yes" 'what's with the monotone reply?'
"well then, the 'activity' you are suggesting, consumes a lot of energy, why don't we eat first?"
"okay?" he ignored her question like respond and showed her to the dinning area. before he could decline, she was already serving him food before serving herself in small portions.
After several attempt at small talk and being a replied with monotoned one word answers, you gave up and instead turn his attention to studying her appearance. Black shiny hair, flawless dark caramel skin, Marine looked like she should be a little more plum but isn't because of her eating habits or diet. she is pretty. really pretty. but admittedly not the prettiest he has ever seen actually, beauty doesn't seem to phase him any more these days; he has seen it all in the show bizz.
she look sophisticated even in the way she held her spoon but she also seems detached and boring. boring is not good after all if a happy wife is a happy life, it surely means a boring wife is a boring life.
After eating, she also made to clean up.
"leave it, the maids will clean it up" she wanted to protest but she didn't. "please stand upright" she did as she was told. he circled her in a scrutinizing manner as if trying to inspect a package. although his intentions were solemn, he couldn't help but notice her nicely shaped boobs.
"how old are you?" girls normally don't like to be asked that question
"24"
"when is your next birthday?"
"4th of September" six months away. so calm, so collected, bored even.
He put one of his hands on the her shirt and brushed against her breast. no reaction. -challenge accepted.
"have you ever had sex before?
"no"
"have you ever kissed someone before?"
"no"
"seriously?" he was quite surprised. "there is no way. why" for some strange reason, he was interested to know why his wife hasn't kissed other people.
"it's a family matter" she hesitated, which is good that means he's winning.
"I'm your husband now and that makes us family. spill" his hands still in her shirt.
"my sister got kicked out for kissing a man" "what?! just kissing?"what kind of backward family does she come from no wonder she is the way.
" just kissing did she get pregnant or something?"
"no, just kissing" her tone was flat and distant like she was talking about the weather. -he's losing. time to wrap it up.
" when I'm deep inside of you, will you call me Daddy?"
"wh...? huh?" he smirk at her bewildered expression. he won the game that only he knew they were playing.
"I would love to tap that but I have a ton of work to sort out" she tried to hide it but he saw her relief "I'll be back a little after lunch and then we'll figure. this. out" he kissed her forehead before walking away. "what was his mother thinking? he has enough on his plate already and now he's responsible for another human being. someone who clearly has enough internal baggage to fill up a truck. it's just like Louis said 'Recipe For Disaster'.
Thankfully his assistant hadn't gone yet he was still in the parking lot talking to the driver "Fire up the engine Matt, we're heading to the office" Amin speed walked into the car and Matt the driver and Louis his assistant followed
"S-sir? what of your wife? you clearly had more i-important things to do inside"
Meet Louis the assistant. 19 year old kid, saving up for college, sharp, intelligent, smart. sweet, Innocent, naive and sometimes adorably clueless. Louis has been working for him for almost two years and this despite his first impression that guy fit into his role as an assistant impeccably well.
"you'll understand when you're married kid. you'll understand then"
"you haven't been married for more than ten hours sir" he heard his assistant grumble. he couldn't let him have the final word.
"don't argue with a married man kid"
(A/n) I present to you, the first chapter of 'His Perfect Wife' it's a little bit shaky but stay tuned for more chapters.
I hope u like reading it just as much as I love writing it :)