Chapter 6: Asher's POV Why am I reacting to her this way?

It was already 8 pm. I called my men waiting outside where she worked and they told me she was still working. It was past 10 pm when they drove in. I didn't know if I should go out to receive her or just pretend I didn't care. Finally, I decided to go receive her. I got out to see her admiring the place. She had a broad smile on her face which spoke that she love the place. I didn't know why but I felt pleased with myself. I've never liked small places and I liked seeing light. I hated darkness. I wanted to continue watching her smile like that but I couldn't afford to let her steal my heart because she would do just that if I kept looking at her. so I said

"This is your home now. You can continue admiring it tomorrow." to bring her back. Immediately I said that her smile disappeared like she was never smiling.

"You have a nice house, sir. You sure live up to your name," she said to me with a smile which I knew she was trying so hard to put up. I kept looking at her not knowing what to say to her compliments so I just said " Let's go inside."

We got inside the house and I saw her looking around, I could tell she was captured by the interior design. ' If you're amused by this small house how shocked will you be if I took you to my main house' I thought. This is only one of my houses, I have never taken anyone into my main house. I wanted that to be the house my woman and I live in. By I woman, that would be the woman I love.

We got to the staircase and I stopped and the maids gathered around, Introduction was not necessary since I had told them my new wife would be coming home. The expression on their faces was priceless when I told them my wife would be coming home. I looked at her as we stood, She shook her head like she was trying to say no to something. It was obvious she was lost in thought. I didn't know why but I wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Nancy, Show my wife to her room". I said to Nancy, my chief maid. I looked at her, she was still lost I thought. After giving Nancy the instructions and she made to go upstairs but still shook her head again. This time more furiously. I could tell whatever she was thinking wasn't a pleasant thought but what exactly was she thinking? I couldn't bear it anymore so I asked

"Why do you keep shaking your head."

" Oh nothing, I was just lost I thought," she replied calmly to me but not before I caught her blushing. 'Oh, so that's what she was thinking' I thought. It was hilarious and I laughed inwardly.

" Come down when you're done showering and eat something," I said to her instead.

" Oh am okay, am not hungry sir." She replied but I could tell she was lying. My men said she was working all day after she left school. Why does she keep calling me sir, I hated hearing it from her. I don't know why but hearing it from her annoyed me.

" Am not asking, am telling you. And stop calling me sir. Call me what other wives call their husband." I told her.

"And an example would be?" She asked. I could see she was daring me.

" Oh you can call me baby" I played along with a smile

"Sly old man" she muttered back

" Pardon?" I asked her pretending I didn't hear it

" Nothing sir, I'll be right back then," she said as she hurriedly climbed the stairs without looking back at me. I watch her as she left and laughed. How I like her guts.

I remembered there was no hair product in the bathroom, I used male products and had forgotten to tell the maids to order some female hair wash. so I decided to go ask if she brought hers.

I got to her door and wanted to knock but she was saying something, I thought she was on a call so I turned to leave but her voice became louder

" Call you what again? Baby? you must be joking. If not For those bodyguards of yours I would have strangled you." I heard her say, I was laughing before I knew it. I knocked and said

" Are you done, Mrs Kelvin?" I wanted to annoy her even more. Feels good hearing her curse out without putting on a calm face. I heard her footsteps then a door opening.

" No sir, am not done." She called out. I couldn't help but smile. She was mature yet her childish side was amusing.

The sir again, she knows it annoys me, so her revenge is to call me sir. I shook my head as I smiled and the image of her shaking her head bumped into my head. 'Damn it, Xavier you just met her today and you're already feeling this way? You can't afford to love her remember?' I thought.

I waited in the living room looking at some paper. I didn't want to go to the study till she had eaten. Looking at the papers was frustrating me God I hate doing this. At this rate, I may actually become truly old.

15 minutes later she rushed down already down. How did she do it, I heard girls took lots of time when they showered and dressed up but I wasn't going to ask her that.

I looked at her to see her glaring at me, the moment I saw her she stopped glaring

" Why are you standing there, the dining table is over there," I said to her pointing towards that direction.

She sat down and the maids served her meal. She was eating when I remembered her calling me Sly old man.

'Sly old man yeah? you'll keep calling me sir right? Let's see' I thought with a smile.

" Eat enough, it's our wedding night after all," I said to her as I continued looking at my papers. She choked and her food and started coughing. I so badly wanted to laugh but I held my laughter.

"Am okay, thanks for the meal sir. Goodnight " She said already halfway through the stairs. As she left I couldn't hold my laughter anymore and started laughing. My maids turned in my direction in shock. They had never seen me laughing before.

She's the cutest girl I've met so far. How do I live in this house with her without liking her when am already like this on the first day? I haven't laughed this much or smiled this much in a while.

I felt tempted to mess with her again but decided not to. I just called Nacy and told her to check up on her if she needs anything.

The more I keep knowing her the more this thing in my heart right now will grow. I don't know what it is but I just know I can't afford to lose my heart to her. I need to guard it.

Nancy came back 15 minutes later to tell me my wife wasn't feeling well. I didn't understand like didn't she just leave here fine few minutes ago? I rushed to her room to see her coiled up on the ground. I wanted to feel her temperature but I was wearing my gloves. It was too late to get a doctor. I lighted her up from the ground and she unconsciously wrapped her hand around my neck. It was a reflex action but my heart was beating so fast.

I told the maids to bring water and a napkin and afterwards removed my gloves. I prayed she wouldn't remember all of this when she woke up tomorrow. I always wear gloves because a person could easily discover my secret when they take a close look at my hand. I mean how can an old man 70 years old have such strong hands?

It looked like an allergy reaction but I didn't know if it was what she ate she was reacting to and if it is then what she was reacting to.

Then I remembered her file said she was lactose intolerant, but I told the maids not to give her anything containing milk so how could that happen? Her temperature kept getting higher even though I was using the napkin on her head I didn't know what to do. I looked around the room and saw a bottle of milk on the ground. 'Oh, so that was what happened' I thought as I saw it.

She coiled up again and held her abdomen tightly. She would rather endure pain than let me touch her. I couldn't help but smile.

She was wearing a long sleeve pyjamas so I decided to remove it since her temperature was getting higher. I was only on the first button when she held my hand. I gently removed her hand and continued undoing the buttons by now my heart was beating more than hers.

She held my hand again this time with more energy than before.

" Mr Asher do you have to be this cruel, am in so much pain already." She said in a whisper. She was scared too, I could see her flinch as I continued with the buttons.

" You made yourself sick on our wedding night, so how am I being cruel?" I asked pretending I didn't understand what she meant.

" Am sick and you still want to go ahead to have sex with me isn't that cruel?" She asked in a tiny voice.

Should I just tell her it's to reduce her temperature or let her imagination keep running wild? I decided to let her imagination turn wild.

I was down to the last button now. I opened the pyjamas to see her wearing a transparent singlet inside. I could see through the singlet, She wasn't overly busty but had just the perfect curves.

I turned my eyes away as my heart was now beating so much I could hear them in my ears. What's with this woman and why am I reacting this way? I've never been enticed or tempted by any woman. I've been to several brothels and clubs to keep the old man's reputation but non of the women had ever enticed me so why am I reacting this way to her?

I gently lifted her to remove her pyjamas but she hugged me tightly instead and I froze.

"Please don't do this, I promise I'll stop calling you sir. Just please don't." She said weakly. I tried to move her away but she held me tighter as if that would prevent me from doing anything. Holding me was doing me more harm instead. Her chest was on my body and I couldn't think straight. I shoved her away gently to a sitting position.

" I won't do anything to you. Am just removing your pyjamas since you're having a fever." I explained

" Thank you." She said with her eyes closed. But I felt her relax now. She lifted her arm as I removed her pyjamas but my heart was still beating so fast in my ears.