Chapter 5 Five

William on the other hand watch the unwanted guest with suspicious gaze.. His flawless and perfect brows slowly knitted together and face hardened in rage.. "Who are you?" His deep and harsh voice echoed in Genevieve's ear..

Genevieve rubbed her eyes in confusion.. She felt like dreaming.. Because William Devonte is standing in front of her that too in a bathrobe! What could be more shocking than that!

'I have been said to be married with younger Devonte.. And Rebecca said this is my room! Is that mean... William Devonte is my husband!!?' Her eyes widened with the thought..

Not getting any answer from her, William step a bit towards her.. Making Genevieve's heart skip for a moment..

"Who are you?" William again asked.. This time more rudely..

Genevieve gulped hard.. "Umm.. I.. I am Genevieve Brancacio.." She answered slowly with stammering..

William's face hardened more.. "What do you want?"

Genevieve gulped again.. This man is very intimidating.. Her body has been freezed on the place.. Her lips went dry in fear..

She licked her lips and speak lowly "I.. I have been sent by elder Mr. Devonte.."

William watched the well maintained young girl in front him.. "But I don't need any servant.. Get out.." He again said with his harsh tone..

Genevieve gasped of him mentioning her as a servant.. How could he just insult her like that! However, she does not get rude like him and spoke calmly "I am not a servant.."

William arched up his perfect dark brow.. Asking 'who are you then?' In silence..

Genevieve gulped again "I am..." But before she could finish, suddenly someone knock the door..

William frowned in annoyance.. He is already irritated because of the sudden arrival of the unknown woman in his private space and now this.. "Come in.." He gave permission though..

One middle aged man around fifty get inside.. Wearing a butler dress and a gold rimmed glass with chain hanging on his neck from it..

He bowed slightly at William first then turned to face Genevieve.. "Good Evening young madam Devonte.. I am Luis Zhao.. Butler of the mansion.. Welcome to the Devonte mansion.."

Genevieve give him a forced smile.. She is feeling too embarrassed at the moment.. On one hand her supposed to be husband mentioning her as a servant and on the other hand the servants of the family calling her madam Devonte! What an irony! Moreover, in his words she doesn't feel any genuinity.. He is being professional only..

"What is going on uncle Luis?" Both irritated and confused William asked..

Luis glanced at the non classy woman once and then look at his young master.. "Young master, she is your wife chosen by elder master Devonte.. Here is your marriage certificate.." He showed him a paper which has been kept carefully in a clear file..

William was confused at first but slowly his blood started boiling with the realisation.. Yet, it did not showed up on his expressionless face.. Only his jaw clenched..

On the otherhand, Genevieve don't know how to react.. She doesn't understand William's reaction at all.. The lump of fear is increasing inside her with the unsettled situation..

She finally realised he doesn't know anything about this marriage and that's the reason he think her as a servant!

Luis understand the sudden tensed up situation.. He slowly put down the file at the edge of the bed and left the room after bowing at them..

After Luis left William look at Genevieve.. "I don't know how you did manage to do this but I will never accept you as my wife ever! I don't need any wife.. Get out of my house.." His low growl take out Genevieve's heart in throat..

She gulped hard in fear and started trembling inside.. She has always heard William Devonte's viciousness.. Specially his hatred towards woman..

For some unknown reason her eyes blurred with tears which Genevieve tried hard to suppress.. gulping the forming lump in her throat she take her suitcase and dragged it out of the room..

She stop in front of the room and blinked her eyes to let those stupid tears go inside again.. Instead tears dropped from her eyes.. Embarrassed, Genevieve quickly wipe away those tears.. 'what's wrong with you Genevieve! Why on earth you are crying! Why are you letting his words hurting you!? He is a stranger!' She tried to understand her ownself..

After calming down, Genevieve slowly walk outside of the house.. She never looked back for once and gradually came out on the main street..

Genevieve don't know where to go.. She just left her own home with some of her very important necessities only.. She doesn't have a single penny with her.. Nor she knows anything or anyone in this new city.. Genevieve never stayed away from her home Arizona.. Missing her only family uncle Ryan she want to cry loudly..

Walking alone on the street she come to a bus stand and sat down there.. People are busy on the street.. They all have their goals and destinations unlike her.. Who doesn't even know where she is!

In one day lots of things happened to her.. She get married with a total stranger who turned out a complete jerk.. She came to the complete new city.. New house filled with new and strange people and lastly she has been humiliated by her newly wedded husband! 'Is there anything else remained to happen!' She thought..

'Oh God! What do I do now? Please help me!' She pleaded while seating alone in the bus stoppage..