Chapter 5 : Agreement

"You going to lay on top of me all day?" Dante ask her again and finally noticing the situation she was in, Bella quickly got off of him and stand aside. Her eyes look everywhere but, at him and, she quickly smooth down her dress, something she tends to do when she was nervous.

"I..I'm. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you. I was just chasing after Juju." She stuttered as she speaks.

"Juju?" Dante crossed his arms, making his hard rock biceps, even more, pronounced than ever.

"Bella's eyes become wider, not realising how Dante's eyes sparkled at her reaction.

"You wore no lipstick yet your lips are cherry red." He says, more so of speaking to himself. He was drawn to it so much, that he can feel his heart beating faster.

Snapping out from the rather hypnotizing plump pair, he backs away a step from her and kept his gaze on her.

"Why do you dress like that?" He asks angrily.

Bella frown. "What?"

"The dress. Blonde hair. I've seen you before, Bea. You weren't like this. Did you change your entire appearance when you decide to marry me?" He asks again in an accusatory manner.

Bella was so confused and super nervous. How does she even answer that? Was he having his suspicion?

"I...My hair is ugh... real blonde so I ugh, decide to bring the colour back. This... this has always been my dress wh..when at home."

He frown and even crossed his arms. She looks down when his gaze became too intense.

"W..when did you ugh.. see me?"

He scoffed at that question and chuckled sarcastically.

"You seriously going to ask me that? Drop the act, Beatrice. You're my wife now. You're basically the queen of the Messina fortune. There's no need to act innocent and fuckin' dumb. But you probably have a point. Maybe you didn't see me at Abaztoz that night. You were too busy sticking out your tongue in Arthur Gray's daughter."

Bella sucked in a breath, surprised at his revelation. She didn't even realise she was holding his arms and shaking them.

"You seen Bea and Lilibeth? When was this? What time??"

To know the whereabouts of her twin sister was like a slap of fresh air into her lungs. It wasn't the fact that Bella was annoyed with her sister for running from her wedding, it was a genuine concern about her running away with Gray's only daughter.

She had known they had a romantic feeling for each other but to know they have put their relationship into public eyes is one thing.

~They are serious...~

Their parents had assured Bella that Bea is only experimenting with her life and whatever affection Bea had for Lilibeth was only temporary. Being forced into this marriage made her try to convince herself that, THAT was true but she would just be living in denial at that point.

Beatrice is in love with Lilibeth.

Bella is her twin and she absolutely believes that.

She knows that and she loves her sister too much to understand that if Bea had indeed gotten married to Dante, that very situation would have ruined both of them.

She looks up at him and flashes of memories from the night he had bullied her into drinking the alcohol were fresh in her mind. Fear and anger of the humiliation he had tried on her were there but when she looks back at him, right at that moment, she had a small change of heart.

This man thinks she is Beatrice. The rebel, lesbian, daughter of the Granger family. He thinks he had no choice but to marry someone with different sexuality so Bella probably could understand his defiance throughout the whole wedding and... with her.

She was in no way at the age of 23 ready to marry a man 10 years her senior (though he still looks damn good for his age) but she had made a vow. She didn't know what was going to happen in the future but what she knows now is that she is this man's wife.

" What are you going on about?" He asks.

Bella held a strong gaze at him and finally replied. Yelling at herself internally to stay strong and at least say what he wanted to say with a brave heart.

"I know you are angry with me. I know you resent me for this forced marriage more so because you do not ugh... love me or think I am... a ... lesbian. BUT, we are married now. You are my husband and I am your wife. I don't know how long this marriage will survive b..but, if you are willing to give it a try... I want to do the same too."

His confused and annoyed expression just gets worse and worse a bit intimidating for Bella but, she had no choice but to suck it up and confront him.

"And how do you suppose this sham of a marriage if you are not even attracted to me sexually, WIFE. Giving this a try would mean more than just a name."

He tilts his head. "Intimacy is required as well and I am a man with needs."

Bella's cheek became bright red. Her skin was so fair, it was easy to ease her emotion and Dante noticed this as well.

" I have made a vow to stay true to you. This includes not be finding satisfaction outside of our marriage and God knows how frustrating it is seeing you are in the same house as me yet I can't touch you in the way I want."

That was good to know, Bella thought to herself.

"I.. ugh... I think I can handle that."

"What?"

"The inmate thingy. I am... yeah... I have relationships with wo..woman in the past but not just them... I also can... "

Her head went blank and she wanted to cry so badly. She was a nervous wreck and on the urge of passing out at how intense her situation was. Having Dante close by and having deep whiffs of his gorgeous cologne was not helping.

Laughter escapes his lips and Bella gasped when one of his hands slap on the wall beside her head.

"Oh, this is precious. You're going to tell me that you're a bisexual, Beatrice?"

She was taken aback. Her body automatically reacted to his claim in a surprised manner.

"What?" She says with a furrowed brow but when reality hits her once more, Bella relaxes her brow and body.

"Oh... you mean.. Y..yes. I am...I am ugh bisexual. I love women and ... I think I love men as well."

Bella just wants the ground to eat her alive at this point.

"You don't say," Dante replied. He leans forward and Bella leaned the back of her head against the wall and pants. His lips and hers were only a centimeter away. She can feel his warm breath against her skin.

She gasped, even more, when she felt Dante's hand glide down her exposed legs. Bella still kept her gaze to his so every reaction she showed from his doing, he can clearly see that and he was amused.

"So, if I were to touch your body, kiss it, bite it and make dirty love to it, you can get turned on, wife?" His voice became husky and throaty and the veins around his neck moves as he speaks.

How is he affecting her like this?

She swallowed deeply. Nodded, she replied with a "Y..yes but I would appreciate it if you stop talking to me like that."

He smirked. "Why not?"

"B..because it's ugh... rude to say that to any women."

"But I'm not speaking to JUST any woman, Bea. I'm speaking to my wife. Remember?"

Why does it feel so good when he says, wife? It scares her that she was becoming a pervert.

"I... I don't know.

"Are you sure about that, Bea?"

Something in her just didn't like him saying her sister's name instead of hers but the way he stare at her intensely was enough to remedy the situation.

"I think so." She knows so but it was too embarrassing to say that.

Dante groaned. A smirk slowly took over his face and he walks away from her. Finally, she has some space to breathe properly and fixed her sight on him.

"You confused me, wife. I didn't expect this from you nor do I truly understand what is going on in that head of yours. However, since you say you are willing to give us a try... How can I ever say no?"

He sat on his chair, goes to open a few files placed on his huge office desk and begins to work on them.

" We'll see in the past few days. You may leave me to my work now."

Bella nodded and leave the room in a hurry until Dante speaks again.

"Don't forget to take your dog with you. My Louis is not neutered. I won't be responsible for any conception in this house."

Bella turns to the corner of the room and she can clearly see how Juju and Louis are bonding. No matter how cute they look, she had to break them apart and she did.

Walking away with her whimpering dog, she closed Dante's office and immediately run from there. She didn't even notice that a figure was near the door and had listened to every word that was spoken in the room.