2 Chapter 1
Katharine ~
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Sitting on my comfy chair, I gazed at my mirror, staring at my reflection _____how things I've become and the dark circles around my baggy eyes.
I pondered on my life, how I wanted it to be and how it is now.
I'm married, I'm fucking married.
At least that was part of my dreams and it came true.
Getting married, celebrating a grand wedding and getting married to the man I love ___ those came true.
Except that I think he's not the perfect husband.
I've been married since for over a week now and I've not set my eyes on my husband.
My wedding night wasn't at all special to talk of.
It's another night, another cold night I have to sleep alone.
I sighed and finally got my butt off the chair___ something I found hard to do.
I laid on my bed, begging sleep to envelope me.
But as usual, I couldn't sleep.
For over a week, I've not seen Damon.
No calls, no texts and he doesn't reply mine either.
I knew the risk of getting married to Damon was high.
Imean judging from his personality, he's a playboy or once a playboy as he made me believe.
He's a rude arrogant jerk known to people.
But I thought getting married to him would change him ___ I thought I'd change him.
I got down from my bed and strode outta my room to the sitting room.
The house is big, very big___ a mansion actually.
I rummaged in the sitting room not knowing what to do.
Everything is just dicey.
My life is a mess!
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Whispers. I could hear whispers as I woke.
Must have fallen asleep on the couch.
I forced opened my eyes.
The sitting room was bright.
I lifted my head and saw Damon on the phone.
I couldn't suppress the smile that curved at my lips.
His back was all I could see.
"make sure to get it done and dusted " he ordered into the phone.
I suppressed the urge to run to him and wrap my hands around him ____ though it's difficult.
He turned and met my amused gaze.
"oh you returned " was all that left my lips.
He just looked at me blankly, walked over to a couch and sat.
"do you want coffee, tea, milk shake or anything " I asked.
I sighed when he kept giving me the silent treatment.
Why did he get married to me if he was gonna treat me like this.
I opened my mouth to speak but closed it with no sound coming out.
His phone buzzed and he peered into it.
"OK, I'll be there in minutes " was all that I heard him say.
He rose to his feet, giving those awkward stares.
"I need to attend a meeting and I'll be late " with those said, he walked out through the door.
He spoke to me at least and he'll come back tonight.
A little smile tugged at my lips.
I got up and went to do my morning routine.
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~ Damon ~
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I strode into my office, slamming the door behind me.
My assistant looked up, started then a smile crossed her lips.
She's a lady with charisma.
She's tall, tiny legs, luscious breasts and a well shaped face.
"are you set" she asked and I scoffed.
We headed to the elevator to take us up to the hall where the meeting will be held.
I opened the hall door to see a group of odd men and women, seated round the table.
I smiled nervously and walked in.
Never in my life have I been so nervous.
But this is different, very different and I can't afford to loose it.
I greeted them all with a smile and we got to business.
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I drummed my fingers on the table as the business men and women left.
"you could take me if you want " piper my assistant shrugged and I chuckled.
"how thoughtful of you but I've got a wife and I am to go that function specifically with my wife " I stated and she smiled dryly.
She walked up to me seductively and sat on my laps, looking down at me lustfully.
She crashed her lips on mine and before we knew it, we were making out in the hall.
I pulled away, catching my breath.
" I don't see a bed anywhere " I blurted out.
We used the elevator went to my office.
I opened my personal room which had a small but comfy bed.
I pulled piper to me and kissed her hard and rough.
I stripped off her clothes in seconds and pushed her to the bed.
"I can't just wait to feel you inside of me " she smiled.
"and I can't wait to eat you " I said and stripped off my clothes.
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~ Katharine ~
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It's passed 11 already, yet Damon isn't back.
He said he'll come.
I looked at the special ditches I prepared for him and sighed ____ blinking back then tears.
I placed my head on the dinning table and for the first time in months, I cried.
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I groaned and raised my head up.
Can't believe I slept in this position in the dinning.
I stretched my neck side to side, relieving it of its stiffness.
I stood up to my feet, almost tripping but firm my balance.
I took in a long breath then released it out.
I cleared the table and washed the dishes.
All this was just a waste of time and energy.
I was about going up to my room when the door flew open and Damon walked in.
Messed hair, long face ____ he's a mess.
I opened my mouth to talk but nothing came out as he walked past me.
Great! I've had enough of this.
I rushed upstairs and followed him.
I ran to him, held his arm and pulled him to face me.
I'd say he turned to face me cause my hold had no effect on him.
His eyes darken with anger and fear enveloped me but I shook it off.
"why are you like this? why are you treating me like I'm some piece of trash? why are you treating me like shit?" I asked, anger visible in my tone.
He yanked his arm off my grip and looked down at me.
"how ever I act or do, is none of your business " he remarked sternly.
"oh yeah it is, you're my husband so it is " I blurted out and his lips twitched into a smile then a scoff.
"you're just that for the sake of it and law, nothing more "he said and I furrowed my brows at him.
My eyes widened to the point of hilarity when it dawned on me.
My mouth opened and closed with no sound coming out.
My eyes glistened with tears as I stared at him dumbfounded.
"then why? Why did you marry me when you don't love me " I finally spoke up, letting the tears stroll down my cheeks.
"just forget it, you're my wife and that's it " he stated.
"and yes, we have a function to attend at 11 so get ready "he said and entered a room I presume to be his cause it wasn't the one I sleep in.
"you're so ditched cause you'd wait till God comes " I said lowly and ran to my room.
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~ Damon ~
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"you are so ditched cause you'd wait till God comes " I heard her say.
She better not play stubborn.
I freshened up and sat on my bed.
I looked over to my clock and it was 9:55.
Still got some time to sleep.
I laid on my bed and drifted off.
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I woke up at 10:20 and sat up on my bed.
I freshened up dressed up and went to Katharine.
My eyes almost popped out of its sockets when I saw her seated on the bed, hands folded around her chest with a stern look.
"gosh! You are not even prepared yet " I snarled at her.
She's thin white dark circles around her puffy baggy eyes.
I like my woman a little more curvy and taller.
But what to do? She was the available one.
Gosh! I can't loose this contract.
If I don't show up with my wife, they'd assume we had a quarrel then think I'm not a responsible man.
"OK Katharine, get ready for the function and when we come back, I'll tell you why I had to marry you " I said and her head snapped at me.
Indecision and hurt etched all over her expression.
She stared at me, as if contemplating what I just said.
She nodded and my mind was relieved.
"I'll go wait in the sitting room " I said and left her room.
Few mins later, she came out wearing a simple dinner gown that suits her perfectly.
I guessed I never had time to see this beautiful side of her.
We boarded the car and drove off to the function..
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The drive back home was quiet.. Katharine rested her head on the headrest and I prayed silently in my mind for her to fall asleep to avoid me telling her why I married her.
We arrived at the mansion and I pulled into the drive way.
we alighted and walked in.
she went into her room and I went to mine.
I had a cold shower, wrapped a towel around my waist and came out of the bathroom.
I flinched when I met Katharine on my bed.
Legs crossed with furrowed eyebrows.
"so Mr Saltzman, tell me why you married me when you don't love me " she asked bluntly.
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T. B. C
By Jennifer Owens.
