The Awakened CEO's wife

I am Brynhildr

"Who exactly do you say you are again?" Albeit, confused and irritated, he managed to sound nice to her

"I'm Brynhildr."

"And who do you say I am?"

"You're Sigurd"

Seige glanced at Dr. Wesley who gave him a knowing look, then he turned to James and instructed him to get the car ready so they could go home, which the assistant immediately obeyed.

"Dr. Wesley, I'd like her to visit the neuropsychiatrist you recommended as soon as possible. My assistant will get in touch with you. We have to go"

"Sure Mr. Stevens"

At the Stevens mansion,

"I'm so impressed by your acting. Tell me, how do you manage to come up with such weird names and make a ruckus at the hospital making yourself sound you're from the outside world, huh?

"Just so you know. I'm sick and tired of your pathetic acts. When will you grow up? I asked the lawyer to come and you will sign the divorce agreement, whether you like it or not, understood?" he said angrily to his wife whose confused face was just staring at him.

At the hospital, he was keeping his patience at the maximum. He would never believe the doctor's diagnosis because he knew very well how cunning his wife was, and at that very moment, she's the epitome of wickedness by putting up such a farce.

"But, I don't know how to write," Bree said in a soft voice, "and Sigurd, don't get mad at me, please"

"Am I hearing things correctly? Do you say you cannot write? Oh come on, Bree, what nonsense is this?" he was controlling his anger, but his clenched fist was ready to strike anything anytime

"I really don't know how to write. Please teach me. And, Sigurd, my name is Brynhildr.

"Brynhildr or Bree, I will call you whatever names I want,"

"But you cannot call me Sigurd, or whatever that was you are calling me... I am Seige, call me Seige, you get that? 

Oh, but your brain has been damaged so how do I expect you to get that right?" he was being sarcastic

Seige facepalmed and was about to lose his cool so he just left her and went to his study. He knew that another minute spent with her would drive him insane. 

Bree was led to her room by the housemaid. More than confused, she's lonely. All she ever wanted was to be with Sigurd but he's angry at her. She didn't leave her room and cried hard until sleep got the better of her.

Meanwhile, Siege was still in his study. He couldn't focus. He's so mad but he couldn't do anything about the situation. He had to think of a way to prove that Bree was faking all of it. He could no longer stand being with her. He wanted to divorce her, but her so-called amnesia made things worse and impossible for it to happen. His parents would definitely get mad at him if he left her in this condition, and his reputation he would never let tainted by the capriciousness of his wicked, now weird wife.

Their marriage was a sham. He never liked Brianna. She's a brat. She only cared for herself and would always look down on people below her level. Truth be told, Brianna's family was only able to climb up the social ladder when Seige's grandfather allotted a portion of his wealth to her family. It was further stated that Seige should marry the granddaughter before he reached thirty years old. As soon as this condition was fulfilled, he would also receive the testamentary trust fund allotted for him.

For Seige, that was the most ridiculous last will ever but he respected his grandfather so much that he could never say no to his wishes. Apart from that, his grandfather had so much trust in his capabilities that's why he left Seige a huge amount he could use to expand his business empire, but as mentioned, the only thing that disgusted him was the condition of marriage. But it still happened. He got married at age twenty-eight in a private ceremony, much to the disappointment of Brianna's family who expected a grand wedding celebration. 

Since then, she acted high and mighty, feeling entitled to her every whim and caprices, spending lavishly the money she never worked hard for, and the fact that she cheated on him was the last straw. He signed the divorce papers as soon as he found out. Although they never shared a bed, even for once, he would never accept a cheating wife in his household. She had been given all her needs and extravagant wants when she agreed to at least respect the terms of their marriage in exchange for the luxury that she would enjoy. But she defaulted when she cheated and she's been stubborn, refusing to sign the papers. He thought Bree was really good at provoking him.

He dialed his assistant's number.

"James, have you asked Dr. Wesley about the neuropsychiatrist?"

"Yes, Sir. His name is Dr. Rhyss Martin.

"Okay, tomorrow, please bring Brianna to his clinic. Then, you report to the office after her appointment"

"Noted on that Sir"

After he ended the call, he dialed Jodie's number.

A few minutes later, he was on his way to meet her.

Jodie's a supermodel based in Paris. But, she's currently on vacation and was staying at one of Seige's hotels. She's his constant date every time he would go to France or any part of Europe when he has functions to attend. But, Seige did not want to put a  label on their so-called relationship. As for Jodie, they're more than good friends, less than lovers. They're f**k buddies.

Though she started to like him or is probably falling in love with him, Seige would always tell her that they're good as it is, no strings attached. Despite this, she was hopeful when Seige divorced his wife, he would marry her.  If she would become Mrs. Stevens, she would definitely gain more than what she could give, and Seige Stevens would never say no to her, especially if her body did the talking.

She had always been the willing prey if Seige was her predator. Though she knew for a fact, it was only her body he ever wanted, she couldn't care less. And tonight, when he called earlier, she already knew what he needed.

She heard the knock on the door and excitedly opened it. Lust filled his eyes as he saw her sexily clad in red lace lingerie, looking very hot and seductive. He didn't waste any more time, as he kissed her red full lips while closing the door behind him. He led her to the bed as they continue to devour each other's lips. As she had always been a good s*x partner, she would submit herself to him and perform the way he wanted. Though it was hard for her to be treated as a toy who would fulfill his s****l desires, she could not complain because she allowed it first and foremost.

They both knew how to please one another. They were each other's bed warmers, and tonight was no different from the other nights. As always, they would have to be both satisfied in the end. 

"Are you leaving," Jodie asked after she had fixed herself 

"Well, yes, why?"

"When do I see you again?" as much as she wanted him to stay longer, she knew she could not make such a request, not yet 

"When I call you" his short reply.