Chapter 5 5

Kyla Jackson

"Get up! Hey! Hey, get up!" I heard Raymond's cold voice say as he tapped my shoulder roughly. I slowly opened my eyes and waited for my eyes to clear out properly. I take a look at the surroundings and realize his car is parked in front of a big, white-painted house.

Where's this place?- I thought as my eyes kept wandering around and landed on him.

He stood there staring down at me with those fury eyes.

"If you're done staring, can you get down from my car?" He asked in a cold tone.

I did as I was told and saw a man right behind him. He's dressed like a gardener or something.

"Fucking get the luggage from the car and stop standing there staring like a bamboo!" He burst at the poor old man.

"Ye... Yes sir" the man said and quickly ran to get our luggage.

Raymond on the other hand, didn't say a word to me, instead, he walked into the house without turning back. I took in a sharp breath before walking through the same path he followed.

As I entered the living room, I ended up standing in front of the fireplace admiring the view.

"Come this way" I heard his cold voice say. I turned to see him standing in front of a room. We aren't going to sleep in the same room, are we?

"I said, come here!" He ordered again, making me jolt in fear. This time around, in a scary and intimidating tone.

I slowly walked towards him and immediately I stepped into the room, he used his left leg to shut the door with force.

My heart skipped instantly as I thought he was going to do something bad to me. I'm already used to Aunt Capella locking me up in a room and whipping me profusely whenever I angered her. And to him, I was already an enemy that he couldn't wait to kill. With the look on his face, if a look can kill then I would have been six feet down by now.

"This is where you'll be sleeping" he announced taking a step closer to me.

With my eyes still fixed on the beautiful large bed placed in the center of the room, I asked in a small voice. "I will be sleeping here? I mean, we will both be sleeping here?"

I expect him to reply me with an answer like every other normal person would but, in a swift move, his hands roughly grab my shoulder and slam my back so hard on the wall. My eyes widened in horror as I stared straight into his eyes. I wish I could read what's going through his mind right now with those looks on his face but he just stood there staring at me with a blank expression.

He didn't say a word but his hands were doing the job for him. The way he grabs my shoulder so hard is starting to hurt badly. I tried to get his hands off me but he was too powerful for me and I ended up wincing in pain due to his sharp nails that were starting to dig into my soft skin.

"Let's get one thing straight. We might be married in the eyes of the whole world but to me, you're nothing but a killer's daughter. My father's killer's daughter whom I'm ready to do all it takes to make her pay for all of her father's sin. You're no one but a desperate gold digger who shamelessly agreed to marry me for my money!" He said in a cold tone.

"I'm... I'm not a gold digger" I said in a soft tone but loud enough for him to hear.

"I don't care! I don't fucking care! You're already sold to me and I can do whatsoever I wish to do with you so, you better think properly before uttering your words. All you have to do is just to play the role of my wife in the eyes of the world but in reality, you mean nothing! Don't you dare come closer to me? We're never going to share the same room. This stupid honeymoon is just to make the world believe that we're happily married and make it look real. Just stay out of my business! Mind your business and do not ever dare touch my stuff if you don't want to witness the monster in me.... Are we clear?" He listed everything that he wanted and all I could do was just nod my head.

I stared at his face for a while and all I could see was a man who just wanted to isolate himself from everything. I never knew there was this side of him. All that people out there believe including myself is that he's someone who just wants to enjoy his life as the most eligible bachelor but, it appears like it's deeper than that.

All of a sudden, all that I felt for this man was nothing but pity. I begin to see myself in him. I didn't care if I look stupid right now but this is just how I feel.

He turned around and left the room without saying a word.

All it just took was for him to answer with a small 'No' but he had to take it personal - I thought shaking my head before walking slowly to the giant bed and lying flatly on my stomach.

On the other hand, I'm glad that we're not sharing the same room because.., living like a real husband and wife is just too frightening- I thought again as my whole body shivered from the thought alone.

All of a sudden, I heard my stomach grumbling reminding me that I hadn't eaten anything since morning and it was already dark.

"I will just hold it in until tomorrow morning" I said to myself until my stomach made another sound telling me what I had in mind is not possible.

I got up from the bed when I heard the knock on my door. "Come in" I said to whoever it's at the other side of the door. The doorknob twisted open and a maid walked in.

"Good evening, ma'am" she greeted with a small bow. "These are your luggage. I'm here to arrange them in the closet" She added hurriedly before I could say anything to her first statement.

"Erm, I will do that myself. Thank you. You can leave now" I said and tried to sound as politely as I could.

"But Mr locason will fi-"

"Don't worry about him, I will handle everything. Besides, he won't know." I said to her with a small smile on my face.

"Okay, ma'am. Please excuse me" She bowed her head again and left.

I didn't know I'd been holding my breath until she left. I let out a relieving sigh before taking my bags to a side.