Obsessed with my forced Bride

Chapter 12 // Butterflies //

~~ Thank you for reminding me what butterflies feel like ~~

° Xavier's POV °

Fuck!!!!!

I cursed under my breath for the umpteenth time. Why can't I get her out of my mind?

"What happened now, dude?"

Lan asked me while scrolling down something on the iPad. It has been more than 5 hours since I returned to Country A. Five hours since I held my little wife and kissed her lips..

What the hell!!! When did I become so desperate? Why the hell do I lose my patience and self control in front of her? Her one innocent look is enough to give me a hard on. Her quivering red lips with those green eyes have been controlling my mind from the time I met them.

I'll f*****g go crazy if I continue to think about her. On top of that, the old man decided to send me on the honeymoon. For sure, I'll come back from the honeymoon with a heavily pregnant Valentina because the way I lose my self control in front of her will literally lead me to snatch away the little girl's innocence.

"I got married."

Lan started choking on the air hearing me. I threw the water bottle in his direction which he caught and started gulping water at a fast pace.

"When the f**k did you get married??"

He yelled at me with an open mouth and eyes bulging out of their place. I sighed and started explaining to him. I skipped the parts where I had ravished the sweet lips on my forced bride. Rather than that I told him everything including the plane's incident.

He sat on the couch and fell into a deep thinking.

"Then what about the girl who's anklet you always carry?"

My hand stopped swirling the paper weight. I was stunned. Realization hit me. I...I... freaking love my angel and I was shamelessly kissing some other girl.

That some other girl is your wife!!! My conscience mocked me.

A forced wife!! I reminded him.

How the f**k I kissed Valentina?? Why my angel's thought didn't come into my mind every Time?

"Xavier!!"

"Xavier!!"

"Xavier!!"

"Huh!!"

I came out of my thoughts when Lan called out to me. He carried a tensed face as he looked at me for an answer.

"I...I don't know…."

I stuttered while talking. Lan sighed and started saying,

"Listen, Xavier. You are married now. Doesn't matter who you loved before? The thing that matters now is your wife. Even if she was forced, she is your wife. You can't cheat on her by loving another girl."

I got angry after hearing what he said. Now, I have to compromise my life for her? Never, I have loved one person in my life and I'll continue loving her.

But then also why should I leave Valentina? She is mine. Doesn't matter. But now she is married to me, she is mine. I'm not letting her go anytime. That old man wants to make her my weak point. I'll prove him wrong by making her my strong point.

I didn't answer Lan and started working. He sighed and went out to carry out the list of works I gave him.

I had to wrap up all of my work by this week and need to avoid that seductress or else I'll definitely end up eating her alive. First, I need to do something with my honeymoon.

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Shit!!!

I looked at the clock and it struck 12 o'clock. Oh wait!! Mom isn't home so there is no one to reprimand me.

I did my work for more than an hour and then wrapped up everything. Lan had already left for his home and it was just me in the huge skyscraper.

Leaning on the seat, I sighed as the driver started the car. The past 24 hours were hectic for me. With all those marriage chaos and the blackmailing.

My lips morphed into a smile when a particular innocent face came in front of my eyes. The emerald green eyes, pouty red lips, red cheeks, sharp collar bones and that innocence on her face. Valentina will one day take away my life.

My eyes flew open when I realized what I was thinking or who I was thinking about. Everytime, after work the only person whom I would remember was my angel, my cute little angel. Not even a day went without me thinking about her. But from the time I met Valentina, all I can think about is her. She seems to occupy my mind in every sense.

The car reached the villa, and I got out of the car walking inside the villa. It was eerily quiet owing to the absence of mom and Lara. Uncle Micehel, our butler, took my bag and went towards my study room.

Before that I told him to bring my usual platter of salad and protein shake.

I went to my room and freshened up before coming to the dining room to have my dinner. I hadn't eaten anything for a long time. I propped my elbow on the table and clutched my head in my hands as a pain shot from my right side to the left side of my head.

"Uncle, bring the food. I need to sleep."

I called out to uncle Micehel. A plate came in front of my vision but the delicacy placed on it made me drool over it. It was a full plate of spaghetti with meatballs and spicy red sauce. A cup of latte was placed beside it. The aroma coming out from the food made my stomach grumble. And the urge of having the latte was so much that I couldn't hold it back anymore and took a sip of the latte, mentally swooning over it and moaning out loud when my taste buds danced due to its taste.

No!! I can't have these. I won't have these. I pushed away the plate of spaghetti and kept the latte back on the table. I banged my fist and raised you to scold the person who brought it. He or she is hell bent on destroying my diet.

All my anger flew away from the window when I came across the face which had been bothering me since the last time I saw it. But this time something was different. The face carried a soft smile which took away my soul and the excitement radiated from her smile which made my heart flutter. I felt butterflies running wild in my stomach when she giggled looking at my agape mouth. After so many years, I felt those butterflies and this time it was a different person. Because this time it's my WIFE not my ANGEL.

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