Bride Of Honor.

My new home.

And there he was, walking slowly into the sitting room like he owned the whole world. He literally just spoiled a day I expected was going to turn out to be the best day ever.

Jerry had me in his sitting room, and he walked in like he did nothing. “You've got to let me return to my house, else I will call the cops on you”, I threatened. I guess that threat was actually going to do nothing to him because he wore a large smile on his face after I just said that.

“You actually marvel at me most times. You're my wife. Have you forgotten that? Welcome home honey” he said. I don't think I heard him right. He just said home.

The last time I checked, this place ain't my home, so what's with all these formalities and pleasant talk. “You're kidding, right? Home? This ain't my home. Yes, I am your wife, but this is no way to treat your wife” I said as I tried to stand on the sofa but the bodyguard placed his hand on my shoulder and forced my butt back on the sofa.

“This is your home now. Any other thing you need will be provided for you, and he will show you to your room” he pointed towards the bodyguard who was trying to piss me off.

“So you're trying to tell me that I just left my mother's house there, my house, and I am in your house now. And you're also saying that I don't have the right to return to my house when I want”, I said while looking at the young man as he used his phone.

“You're just so intelligent. You actually saved me the stress of trying to explain it all to you. You're right, my dear, you're in your new home now baby” he said. The funny thing was that he still had a straight look on his face. He hasn't smiled a bit since I walked in here, or I would rather say since I was dragged in here.

“You must be kidding. I am not doing that” I said as I tried to stand, but the bodyguard was seriously on my neck.

“You really don't have a choice, my love,” he smiled. He grabbed his briefcase, which was next to him, and stood to leave.

“This is not fair. You're insane. Is this how you treat your wife?” I screamed as the bodyguard carried me up on his shoulder while climbing the stairs. Jerry just ignored me and left the house without saying anything.

The bodyguard just threw me in the bed inside a huge room and locked the door behind him. The room had a king-sized bed and a lot of luxuries to beautify the room.

“Let me out of here” I said as I pushed against the door, but it was a futile attempt because the door was clearly locked, and nobody was going to respond to me.

Throughout the whole day, I could not leave the room. The restroom was in there, so there's really no problem with using the bathroom or something of that sort. The only problem I had was that I was locked up in a place. I really hate being in a place for too long.

Trying to escape through the window was a suicide mission because it was a long fall to the ground. This man was seriously trying to show me that he had control over my life. I really hate being forced to do something.

I needed to go and see Mum, but here I was, locked up in a room where I had no idea when I was leaving. I was basically talking to myself when the door lock made a sound and the door was pushed open.

I quickly adjusted and waited to see who was waking up. Obviously, it was Jerry. He briskly walked into the room wearing a grim grip.

“You've basically kidn*pped me” I yelled at him as he walked in. He took a seat on the sofa, and the door was locked immediately.

“You're making this complicated. You could just cooperate with me, and we would love working together”, he said. I can never enjoy working with this man here because he really has no emotion in him.

“You sent your driver to come and pick me up from my house without my permission. You made me resign from my workplace. This is evidence that you're trying to interfere with my affairs”, I lamented. He finally raised his face from his phone and looked at me.

“You seriously have a lot to understand about this contract. Don't forget that I actually paid off every bill your mother was owing” he said while looking me straight in the eye. I slowly looked away from his eyes because he had just clearly proved a fact here.

“But you're going about this the wrong way” I said with a soft voice”, I said with a calm voice.

“Because you don't want to work with me here,” he replied.

“So what do you want me to do?” I asked. I think I was finally ready to work with him. Of course, nobody lives to be treated the way I am being treated right now.

“That's more like it. I have been waiting for you to say that” he said with a smile. Finally, a smile on his face.

“You should start talking before I change my mind,” I threatened. Obviously, I knew that was an empty threat.

“I need you to do one dirty job for me” he said as he leaned forward towards me from the sofa. This seemed like it was going to be a filthy job. The look on his face and the creeps I was getting conveyed one message. Something was not right anywhere.