I don't understand when people bark like dogs

Lunch ended quite earlier than I had expected but it was a good thing as I had time to be left alone. All to myself in this big empty room.

As I lay on my bed, my eyes went to the bookshelf but when I recalled what happened the last time I took a book from that shelf, I didn't feel like reading anymore.

It was the day I read the Romeo and Juliet book. That was one of the most beautiful yet most tragic stories I had ever laid my eyes on.

If that is what love is, then do I really want to be in love someday? Loving without faults.

As I thought about the book, my mind subconsciously thought about Gerard. My supposed to be husband.

Wait but aren't husbands and wives ought to share a room? Immediately that thought crossed my mind, I shrugged it off. I shouldn't be thinking about such things. After all, I should be grateful that he didn't force me to do anything I didn't want asides from staying in this house.

Tired and bored, I walked to the shelf and picked up a book titled 'The sleeping beauty trilogy'. I was walking back to my bed when the book fell opening a certain page.

I picked up the book and decided to read the page it had opened so as to find something that would intrigue her to read the whole book.

I read '##But even as he smiled, he felt the hot fluid between her legs.' I stopped for a while. Why would someone be happy to feel hot fluid on someone else? What if that person was burnt and needed help? I shook my head and continued.

##' for the first time, the real fluid which had not come before with her innocent blood.' oh so that was it? She was bleeding? Immediately I thought about that, I placed my hands over my mouth.

'was she on her period? But why would he feel her blood? Aren't these things ought to be kept away from men? I was confused but continued reading anyways.

##'"That's it, that's it, my darling," he said. "And you mustn't resist your Lord and master, hmm?"' I paused for a while but continued.

##Now he opened his clothing and took out his hard, eager sex, and mounting her he let it rest against her thigh as he continued to stroke her and work her.

'Wait what?' I closed the book instantly and jumped on my bed leaving the book at the edge like it was a plaque.

I covered myself with a blanket and then after a few minutes, I peeked from the blanket and saw the book still lying there.

Anxious about what would happen to the couple, I crawled out of my blanket and picked the book up again.

I didn't need to search for the page because it seemed the owner of this shelf has read this page over and over again that I didn't have any problem looking for the page.

I continued.

##She was twisting from one side to the other, her hands gathering up the soft sheets at her sides into knots, and it seemed her whole body grew pink, and the nipples of her breasts looked as hard as if they were tiny stones. He could not resist them.

All that was read were like pictures in my head. I could practically envision it and my eyes widened when I read this paragraph. She was naked, on the bed and he was right on top of her.

I placed my palm over my eyes but created a space between my fingers which made for me to continue reading.

##He bit at them with his teeth, playfully, not hurting her. He licked them with his tongue, and then he licked her sex, too, and as she struggled, and blushed and moaned beneath him, he mounted her, slowly.

Again she arched her back. Her breasts were suffused with red. And as he drove his organ into her, he felt her shudder violently with unwilling pleasure.

An awful cry was muffled by the hand over her mouth; she was shuddering so violently it seemed she all but lifted him on top of her.

I closed the book and this time, I returned it to the shelf with no aim of carrying it ever again.

My hands instinctively went to my moulds and I covered them even though I had clothes on.

'It seems sleeping beauty wasn't sleeping after all.'

I climbed onto my bed and tried to get my mind off what I had just read. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but I felt someone's hands on my waist.

"Ah..." I got up immediately but when I looked around, no one was there and it appeared to be the product of my imagination.

I went out of my room to get some air since the bed was giving me a hard time. I felt like I would have to forfeit that room tonight because that bed has become a restricted area for me.

Just as I walked downstairs, I met Anastasia in the sitting room watching a reality TV show.

I wasn't ready for any problems so I simply walked towards the door to stay on the balcony but her question stopped me.

"You are happy aren't you?" I paused and turned to look at her. What is she even talking about?

She stood up from the sofa and walked up to me. She was a little taller than I was but I did feel intimidated by her.

"How does it feel? Huh?" she asked folding her arms like someone ready for a fight.

"How does it feel to chase after someone else's husband?"

Oh! So that was what she meant? She was talking about Gerard... I think leaving my room was a great idea because this drama is going to be entertaining and it would take my mind off the book I just read.

"Ms Anastasia, I don't know what you are talking about. Would you mind explaining properly? And please, in a language that I can understand because I don't understand when people bark like dogs." I didn't know where I got the courage to talk like that but watching all those characters on TV have really helped me to become an actress myself.

"You... How dare you talk to me that way?" she boiled in anger after she heard my words. Being all nice and innocent all the time is not always good because so many people would tend to take you for granted and that is why I intend to show this woman standing in front of me her place.

"Well, you can't blame me. I was minding my business when you carried both your legs and walked up to me. But you know what, I will spare you the long talk. I am married to Gerard, yes. And it's legal. When you show me your marriage certificate, I'll leave him be for you." after saying that, I walked away leaving poor Anastasia stunned.

I didn't like the fact that I was married to a complete stranger but I wouldn't let anyone trample on me just as they used to before. Not anymore.