Bound by secret

Chapter 11

Gianni's POV

I got to the parking lot downstairs, there were so many cars, and confusion flooded my mind as I didn't know which car the key belonged to, I just prayed it was something I could drive.

I don't know how to drive very well, I don't have a license, damn I'm done for.

I pressed the key and a lemon sports car went on. I didn't have the time to admire its beauty, so I rushed into the car and drove straight to Louis Family Hospital.

As much as I was worried about Louis, I was also worried about Selena and Francis, they were alone at home but I guess my heart cared about Louis more.

I arrived at the hospital and parked the car in a good spot. The car was difficult to drive, maybe because it was a sports car. I had only driven Louis cars, the truck at where I worked, and a motorcycle.

I ran upstairs to the VIP ward, Arabella already informed me of Louis' ward number. I felt someone following behind me but anytime I stopped and looked there was no one around, just me and the passerby.

I opened Louis' ward without knocking or anything, he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

I ran to him with tears in my eyes when I saw the state he was in, "Are you okay?" he grunted then sat up in pain, "How did this happen?"

Louis looked at me in a way I couldn't understand, he pulled me to himself and slammed his lips on mine, my eyes widened in surprise at this gesture.

I froze in my spot, what was going on, my heart felt as if it was going to explode any moment, my heart and body wanted to give in to the kiss but my head reminded me I was married to a dangerous person, I pulled away from him and used my left finger to tuck my hair behind my ear indirectly showing him the wedding ring on my finger.

Louis cleared his throat, "I'm sorry, I forgot about that for a second," Louis tried to laugh it out nervously.

"It's fine," I smiled trying to ignore the pounding happiness in my chest.

Louis scratched his head, "Sure, hmmm, you are married now," he pointed at my wedding ring awkwardly.

"Hmmm, I guess so, where is Arabella and Luna?" I changed the topic before it got deeper.

"Luna is in the bathroom why Arabella stepped out a moment ago," my mouth parted slightly.

The bathroom door opened and Luna came out with her hands up, "I didn't hear or see anything, I promise," A mischievous smirk danced on her face.

I didn't want to have this conversation, Luna's eyes were on me the whole time but I ignored it,

"He was on high-speed home and he crashed into a truck," Luna explained when I asked what happened.

I looked up at the clock and it was already 5 am in the morning, "Damn it's time I take my leave."

"Can't you stay a little bit, you can definitely see your husband later," Arabella pouted.

"Baby, I don't want to leave either but I have to make food and prepare the kids for school," I gave Arabella a peck on her cheeks.

"Will you be back later tonight?" Louis asked and I flashed him a weak smile.

"Louis, let her be, she has to spend the night with her husband," Luna playfully hit Louis on the chest.

"I don't want that to happen," Louis muttered under his breath, I knew I heard it or maybe it was my imagination so I brushed it off.

"Luna take care of my Arabella and Arabella you can send me the list of all the classes you want to take," I hugged her.

Despite being in the same room, everything felt different, I couldn't place my fingers on it.

I arrived at home, the lights were turned on and I couldn't even tell if he was at home.

My heart jumped out of my mouth when I turned on the light to see my so-called husband sitting on the chair and his eyes staring wide at me.

I placed my hand on my chest, "Jesus Christ! You scared me for crying out loud, what are you doing in the dark?"

"Waiting for the woman I got married to," Damian stood up from the chair.

"Why?" I raised my eyebrows curiously.

"Why? What do you mean why!! Firstly, drop my key, You are a married woman coming from God knows where at this time of the morning, look at the time," Damian brought out his phone and showed me the time and it was already 7 in the morning.

I dropped his key on the table where I took it from earlier.

"You have failed, the workers had to get the kids ready for school and prepare breakfast when there is a wife in this house!" Damian shouted and I flinched at the sound of his voice.

His words gave me a reality check, there is a wife in the house and not his wife. I didn't expect much but at least respect.

"I'm sorry," I lowered my gaze and apologized.

"Sorry?" Damian scoffed, "Who were you with last night dressed like this?"

"I went to see my brother at the hospital yesterday night, I went to tell him about my marriage," I lied through my teeth.

I didn't want to lie at first but I don't know what he might do next and I didn't want to put Louis at risk.

Damian burst into laughter, I stood there looking at him with surprise, "You expect me to believe that nonsense?" The sign of laughter disappeared from Damian's face.

"I have no reason to lie to you," I said sternly, behind that stern face was a fearful one.

"Okay, If you have a lover or a boyfriend, I will suggest this is the right time to end it before it put a stain on me and ruin my reputation and you wouldn't want to see what I will do then," Damian warned, his voice made a shiver run down my spine and it made my blood run cold for a second.

I summoned up the courage and finally opened up my mouth, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Damian took a threatening step closer to me, with every step forward, I took two backward till my back hit the wall, "Okay then, first my aunt's son was in an accident, get ready let's go see her and her son, second when we come back I will show you a lot of rules and responsibilities that you have in this house."

Damian turned to leave and I fell to the ground feeling relief, I placed my hands on my scared heart, I was scared he might hit me or something for a moment.

"Don't go around dressed like this again, you aren't the only one in this house, there are children and workers," Damian walked away.