Her Virginity Is An Obstacle (Book 2)

Not an ordinary wifey

Eight months later..

I watch her as she type something on her phone, one look on her face says it all. I know she's talking to the DPO, probably depositing a huge sum of amount into his account.

She's angry but she won't yell at me. To her I'm a troublemaker or an adult old enough to be married to her but not old enough to work, but to me i want to also fend for us. I don't wanna be sit still pretty.

I watch her now more closely as she comes near me, her beauty still captivates me ..more like always surprise me. Who would have thought that I was gonna get married to such a beauty? Not me though because I don't remember our wedding day. I woke up one very beautiful afternoon to her beautiful face with some family members behind her all staring at me with so much panic in their eyes. They said they thought I wasn't gonna make it but I did. After some days at the hospital she took me home where I was greeted by a very swell house that looks like a mansion and a very beautiful cat who happened to be named by me. Some questions where asked and that was when I found out that she twenty seven and i'm nineteen. She was reluctant to tell me her age because she think that I would think her too old for me ..how cute she looked that day. I fall in love with her the first day I opened my eyes from that hospital bed but I'm not gonna tell her yet because I know she won't believe me. She loves me, she thinks me stubborn, she thinks me sexy, she think me kissable but too young, too soft, too fragile, not strong enough to stand and face whatever unknown danger that she believed will come without even knocking first.

You see the reason I got married at nineteen isn't because I love her but because of something serious ..so she said but what she didn't know now is that I'm crazy in love with her. And that part where I said the reason we got married... Well I heard it through ear dropping. Soon she will call my name Le.. which always sound so sexy coming out from her sexy month and yeah.. My name is Leila, the girl with a hug ass who is married to an hourglass shaped, pretty face, sexy body.. Half Italian woman named Nikoleta Claire Felicegh.

"Le" she call looking at me worriedly.

I know I'm not the one who is supposed to be angry here but I miss that look that always appear on her face whenever she sees me, how her eye brightens up with so much love and affection not this one that is now on her face now.

"You didn't even see me inside jail or handcuffed and you're giving me that look" I said not knowing why I'm suddenly angry, maybe it's because I know she won't get angry or because I f*****g want her to yell at me or tell me when I did something that could ruin her profile like right now even though I purposely did it just to get a reaction from her.

"Le.. I'm sorry, I came here immediately I received a call from Green. I didn't know they have been holding you here for like an hour now." She said still looking at me with that same worried look which made me scream

"Not the point! that's not the f*****g point Claire!"

"Le.." She call again this time sounding like a whisper, bringing me back to the future and making me realize that I had screamed out loud. f**k! and I'm crying, I hate it when I cry.

"I love you" she said as she hug me, kissing me on my forehead as if absorbing some of my anxieties and it did. She always calm me but I want more, I want in, I want to share her troubles. I want her to see me not only as a sexy nineteen years old girl but as a partner and she's not gonna touch me again until she do. If I ain't old enough to take care of us then I ain't old enough for s*x.