Chapter Thirty-Two: The declaration of war between spouses

"Of course father." James replied nonchalantly. "Sigh* I'm sorry son. This must be very troublesome for you. Well, you did say that it did not matter who your queen is as long as she's capable right?" His father asked.

"I did say that." He answered. "See! It's the perfect arrangement. I want to see just how far you can take it James." His father chuckled. James hung up right away and closed his eyes in annoyance.

"That old man!" He cursed softly.

"Mr.Davis are you done?" She whispered in his ear. James smirked feeling her sudden presence behind him.

"I am. It was an interesting call." He replied. He caught her hand that was making it's way around his waist. "Weren't you tired?" He asked.

Clair nodded her head. " I was but it's our wedding night….I wouldn't miss it for the world!" She beamed. James turned around. "This sounds not like you." He replied. "Or maybe you just don't know me at all." She shrugged.

He smiled.

Earlier she had changed into a white bathrobe since that is all he had that could fit her. She was all wet and tired so she had easily admitted that they would have to sleep in the same room. Other than that as soon as she showered she slumped on the bed and fell asleep. He did not expect to hear from her again for the rest of the day.

He placed his hand on the knot of her robe and he pulled her closer to his body. He leaned in and he pressed his lips against hers. He started moving his lips and he moved his hand below her robe.

He was slow and his touch sent shivers down her spine. 'He knows I'm up to something.' She mused. His hand moved up her thigh and she gulped. 'I better get it over with quickly before he actually does something.' She thought and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She took control of their kiss and pushed him back inside the room. He let her do as she pleased even after she pushed him on the bed and started kissing him more fiercely.

He wondered why he always found himself letting her do as she pleased. He inwardly face palmed at that.

Her hands moved inside his pocket and she took out a key. "Thank you. It was a pleasure spending the afternoon with your highness but I have things to do." She winked and stood up.

"Now be a good prince and stay in the room." She smiled and closed the door behind her.

James sighed. "What is she planning now?" He mused. "This woman!" He yelled when the alarms of his villa suddenly went off.

It had only been 5 minutes and she had already done something!

He ran out of the room and he saw all the guards coming inside the villa and searching for the 'intruder.'

"I'm done. Thank you very much." She appeared behind him and handed back the key. "What did you take?" He asked as soon as they got inside the room. "Hmm I need this for my new collection." She pulled out a delicate bottle with a red liquid inside.

"It's only our first night and you are already making problems for me Tsk tsk."He walked out of the room to settle the problem.

Clair smiled and she dropped the bottle on the floor. "Whoops my bad."

'Let the fun begin Mr.Davis.'

…..

"It's a false alarm all of you go back to your posts!" James yelled. He walked back to their room in annoyance.

He glanced at the broken bottle on the floor and he clenched his fists. "Ah, my hand slipped." She pursed her lips. She was on the bed with the blanket over her as if ready to sleep. She had an innocent look on her face and she somehow looked a bit cute.

"Maybe if you did not marry me this would have not happened sigh*" She looked at him with pity.

"You realize how important that is!" He yelled. "I do. Mr. Davis, I'm here to attempt murder, okay? You have the only poison that can kill me and I won't allow that to exist. Do you know how hard it was to make it go extinct? Humph!" She pulled the blanket completely over her body and closed her eyes to sleep.

James took a deep breath to calm down. Just what the hell did he get into?

Clair sighed in relief. The reason why she settled with coming to his house is because she could smell that awful scent of the poison. Her sense of smell is that good.....

She is quite the master at poison and she took doses of them since she was little. After so many years of training herself she managed to make her body immune to all sorts of poison. Well, except the royal family's special treasure. All royal families have had it for centuries because it is used to kill traitors.

It kills them painfully and slowly of course.

Although, it isn't commonly used nowadays, it still threatens her life. What if that man tries to poison her? Heh, no way!

Since she wasn't an recognized assassin back then and she was small, she did not have access to large amounts of that kind of poison. This means she is able to tolerate it for a bit but it can still kill her. If only she had more access to that poison back then she would already be completely immune to it.

Either way she could finally get rid of the last bit.

She heard him clean up the little mess she made and she chuckled. "Mr. Davis will have to get used to it. You see your wife is a bit wild~" She gave him a seductive smile making him roll his eyes.

"I heard you have been looking forward to the partnership with Gloss. Well, I'm sorry to inform you Mrs. Davis that the owner of Gloss just changed partners a few minutes ago. He decided to work with my brand instead." He informed her and exited the room grumpily.

Clair glared at the door angrily. "Jerk! I can make more of the stupid poison you petty bastard!" She shouted.

Clair's good mood was ruined instantly. "Ugh! Why am I so childish? Now he took a very important partner away from me." She complained.

She gritted her teeth.

But that bottle held a poison that can kill her! She had to get rid of it obviously. Damn it why does she always become like this around this man?? Where did her maturity go?

"This is war!" She yelled.