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She opened her eyes slightly and found him lying next to her. What have we done? What had just happened? Hope it's not what I'm thinking? No it had better not be" she asked herself this question staring intensely at him. Last she had remembered was that they were both very drunk the night before as she was trying to comfort him on the lost of his grandmother who had been in his strong hold for as long as He could remember. He opened his eyes and saw her laying next to him he knew nothing had happened between them through the night and he slightly remembered pulling her dress cause she had vomited all over it. He had drank quite much but he could hold his liqour quite well but she, with two dose she was already down. What he couldn't remember was joining her in bed and this lingering thought had him doubting him self and the boldness he had used in trusting himself earlier "Good morning" he said as be noticed her slightly looking at him "and thanks for last night" be said with a grin that was completely noticeable as tho he wanted her thinking about what had happened "For....for last night?" . She asked completely clueless "Yes. For last night" he said slowly standing up. " You can't remember what happened last night? " No no I do" she interrupted him trying not to give the idea that she was in full control of her thought. "I fully remember all that happened and it was no mistake. I have no regrets whatsoever afterall we're legally married couples and it's fine" she continued totally unaware of what she was saying. "Ok" he replied her with a broad smile that was obvious to her this time. She wondered why he was smilling and knowing him, she knew he was definitely up to no good, but she was the one who couldn't remember anything after all and at this point she was at his mercy. She quickly stood with the lighter blanket around her body and tried running as he turned his back to his phone but immediately tripped off as the blanket got stucked to the tuckings. "Are you hurt? " He immediately ran to help her "I'm fine I wasn't...." she was quickly interrupted by a sharp pain she felt at her ankle. She had strained it at the edge of the bed and with no further ado, he picked her up like she was little Aby. "Be careful" he said with so much care in his eyes. She hated the amount of affection he was showing her at the moment and hated the awkwardness that came with it. For more than a week, he had been weirdly more nicer to her and of a truth, she hated it soo much cause it made her feel obligated to reciprocate his actions back and for the times they had spent together she had dreaded that idea. "I'm fine" she said as she struggled to come down. He fisted his grip tightly on her and it sent shivers down to each spines in her body. "You're not and I can see it. Just let me help you and see it as my form of appreciation for last night" "Was he intentionally doing this to annoy me" she thought to herself. "Is this his form of payback for his vase I broke?. I had told him I was sorry so I don't get the payback. Or is it cause I was rude to him the other day?" She continued in her thought as he carried her through the hallway. " Nooo. No way that's the reason. He's really petty I know but he wouldn't affect himself to punish me , his too selfish to hurt himself " she thought really hard cause she wasn't liking it. She noticed that at this point all the helps and workers were already looking at them and murmuring and she wished the ground would open up on them "They're just soo cute together " one of the workers said to the other as they now were both blushing at each other dreamingly. "I knew behind that strict and feared Sir Tyron was a loving and romantic man... ohh how I wish" she responded almost in a whisper and as dreamingly. "Back to your lines of duties" Mary the head worker and Aby's babysitter ordered them as she stood and looked at them day dreaming. She stared for a while in admiration too before heading back to her place of duty. "A minute" Tyron said to Treasy as he gently dropped her in the edge of her bed and headed to her restroom to bring a first aid kit to apply on her legs "Why're you doing all this" she said calmly pushing his hands away "is this your own way of punishing me for what happened earlier. Why're are you not scolding me or restricting me." She hated the fact that she was telling him all this but she needed to know to strategies. “ I know this method. You're messing with my psychology. You want me to lose my guard so you can fully render your attack" He lowered his head and calmly blowed on her ankle as he applied an antibiotic ointment where he noticed an injury "Heads up.. it's going to stink? He said shoving all she said as tho she was talking to someone else "Reply me Tyron" she let out a little sigh of pain" "I'm sorry for the pain. I'll just wrap it up so it doesn't swell. Just make sure to get alot of rest and try not to move too much so it doesn't have after effect" he said completely ignoring her questions again At this point, she was already very pissed and could not take it again. The fact she couldn't remember what had happened the night before, the fact that she couldn't fathom what exactly he was doing, and the pain she felt at her ankle, most especially the pain she felt, she hadn't thought much of it because her mind was engrossed somewhere else, it was at everything that had happened last night and now that her thoughts were back, she let down a tear. "I see what your doing Tyron and it's really pissing me off. If you want to punish me then just do it directly and stop acting like the weakling that we all know you are. You touched me last night without my consent and you know I can't remember a think and now you're using it against me?" She said with soo much anger in her heart that he could feel it in her voice even tho he didn't see her presently. She felt a wave of relieve pass through her. More than she knew, she was more curious than angry. "I've tried really hard to be good for you and Aby and to do the work of which I was paid for but you always have a way of frustrating me and all my effort. I just want to do what I was paid for and be out of y'alls life for good" she knew that that wasn't the case anymore for her and that she wanted more at this time. "I'm tired Tyron, can we just stop this psychologically fight all the time? It's really draining and tiring I really just want to be free of what I feel. I hate all this " she continued with tears full in her eyes that she didn't notice when he came close to her and bent down to her level on the edge of the bed where she sat. She hated the fact that she was crying and that he could see her. It made her feel defeated. She had never really been an emotionally strong person but not for once had she showed her weakness to Tyron. She tried convincing herself that she was crying because she was overwhelmed by everything that was happening at the moment but deep down within her, she knew that she was crying because she wished all this was true, she wished that he was being nice to her for real and not to win his case. She wished that she hadn't fallen for him that day she saw him break down completely, she wished that she had hugged him really tightly all his pain went away. She wished that he felt the same way for her because she couldn't afford to be the loser to their 'who would fall for who first' game that they had both imposed on themselve unannounced. She really just wanted to be loved by this stern and cold billionaire that she was forced to marry by circumstances. She was slowly giving in to her emotions and she was sincerely tired of hiding it. And without much thinking of what the outcome of the8 decision she was about to make would be, she let out the trapped words in her mouth with whisper "I ....I love you Tyron. So much that it makes me crazy. I hate the fact that I do and wish I could control the way I feel but I can't. I hate to be the loser to this our so called game but I've never been a winner at anything afterall...". Before she could finish what she was saying, he drew her near to himself,so near she could hear each beat his heart made and the sound of the blood that pumped in his heart and before she could let another word escape her mouth, he kissed her so desperately she was lost in reality "I love you more than you can think Treasy" He captured her in a hug so tight she could feel his deepest emotions "I want to be real with you. I want us"