Chapter 9
Is it bad that I wanted him to kiss me?
But weren’t you just contemplating on whether you should swerve or slap him. My subconsciousness mocked.
Yeah, well. I am confusion. Nice to meet you.
Suddenly. Mr. Rudy Judy grabbed my hand and tingles passed down my whole spine and I shuddered. His hand. was warm in my cold ones. I looked down whilst blushing.
As we came outside he immediately let go of my hand with a push and said, “Fucking hate contact with a fucking
passion”
I just continued looking down at the pavement.
I looked up and saw his parents approaching us.
His father just patted my head and smiled at me, I smiled back. He seems sweet.
Mama Heznaya hugged me and whispered in my ear, “Just give him some time sweety and trust him and your marriage….Think you can do that?” She asked.
Yes Layla” I said.
Oh hush! Call me mom or mama”
Should I call her mama? No, what if she changes in the future, I will call her mom.
Don’t blame me, I have trust issues. Although, she has been nothing but good to me. Yeah the Jones were good to me too and look where lam now, married off to some narcissistic butthole.
“Yes.uh_m–mom” God. It felt weird to call someone my mom after a long time, but like a good weird. She pinched my cheeks and I blushed.
“Ma, we are going to leave now” Kezr said in his deep voice.
“Okay honey“. She kissed him on his cheek and I saw her whispering something in his ear to which he just rolled his
eyes at her.
I waved at them and followed Kezr to his black SUV car.
I saw the blonde guy walking behind me, he just smiled at me and I smiled back.
Kezz entered the car, without helping me.
I swear to God this man!
The blonde guy came over and helped me in. I mumbled a light thank you to him.
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Oh, look at that, there are some good people in this world, unlike some.
Blondie came and sat in the driver seat, me and Kezr in the back seat.
After what seemed like 10 minutes we reached a really lavish neighbourhood. There were so many amazing houses around. And I just kept looking at them in awe.
The silence in the car was not an awkward one but not a comfortable one either.
Mr. Rudy Judy just sat back with his sleeves fill his elbows and his dress shirt’s fo face while he was busy typing on his phone.
And what was I doing?…. Admiring him and his perfect jawline.
button open and a frown on his
We suddenly came to a halt. Kezr got out of the car and so did I. Yeah and he helped me….not.
I walked out and what I saw in front of me made me open and close my mouth like a fish.
It was a mansion, a freaking mansion.
It had white walls with blue roof and with a fountain in the middle there was a big garden surrounding it.
While I was their admiring his house, I heard his deep annoyed voice “Are you gonna come inside, or should I leave you here to sleep on the fountain?”
Why does he have to act so rudely? His name is right…Mr.Rudy Judy.
I looked at him and rolled my eyes. He glared at me and raised an eyebrow and I averted my gaze.
Upon entering the house, I saw that it was beautiful. It had a big living room to its right and had stairs leading up towards another floor. I looked up and saw 2 more stairs.
Damn this guy is loaded!
To my left was a kitchen with black and white cabinets. It was very neat. The living room was grey with grey and black pillows and had a large TV on the wall. The whole house had different kinds of chandeliers, lamps, and lights.
He started walking up the stairs and I followed him. The stairs had golden railing and were marbled.
This house was utter PERFECTION.
We reached above and it had another kitchen but with grey and white cabinets and marble counters and black chairs. There was another living room but this one was a little smaller than the one downstairs.
We stopped towards a big hallway with stairs going downstairs, oh more stairs.
I saw only three white doors in that hallway. One beside the stairs and two beside each other, opposite to
He came to a room beside the other one, opposite to the stairs.
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“This is your room.” He turned around swiftly.
What does he mean by your? Aren’t we gonna share? And with that I accidentally blurted out my thoughts. How
embarrassing
“Aren’t we gonna share a room?…W we are married… I–I mean.”
His eyes snapped up to me and in two long strides he was standing in front of me.
“Listen here you. We he said pointing between our distance” are not a real couple. It’s all on fucking paper. You fucking hear me!” He shouted.
I just nodded my head not trusting my voice right now.
“Now. Here are some fucking rules you have to follow if you want to live under my roof.”
I nodded and looked away.
“Rule 1: Never and I mean never enter my room without knocking or in my absence.”
Wait, he is serious about these rules? Where did he picked these from, a rulebook?
“Rule 2: You can roam around the house anywhere you fucking like but-”
I didn’t like him cursing in front of me so I cut him off and said “Can you please, not curse?”
He just looked at me and I held eye contact. His jaw ticked and I realized I just made a big mistake.
“Rule 3: Never fucking interrupt my fucking conversation.”
Didn’t I just tell him t
“Rule fucking: Why is he doing this? I felt tears gather in my eyes. “Never tell me what to fucking do and what not to do.”
What happens if I break one of his rules?
Understand?” I nodded.
“Use your fucking words!” He shouted. “I said, understand!?”
I flinched, “Y–Yes and stuttered.
“Good. Now, as I was saying before I got rudely intrupted. You can roam around the house wherever you fucking like. The pool, backyard, garden, rooms, upstairs, roof, wherever, the fuck you want. But stay inside the house, you are not allowed to go outside without my permission.”
