Eyeing the little crust on the coffee table, it seemed so seducing seating there and looking so nice. The red topping was making it all so irresistible. I looked over at Chloe, my best friend and she was busy making phone calls about business and throwing harsh comments at her secretary. I'm sure the poor girl has thought to quit by now.
Chloe owns a fashion company not just here in Miami but also in Paris. I wasn't left on the end though. My dad is making his own money and reaching the richest men in Miami. Well, I don't know own a company or a secretary to yell at. Just a little pet store. It's also like a vet shop.
I looked at Chloe and she was sighing and punching into her phone. Such desperation. I looked at the crust again but my eyes were fixed on the silver band on my finger. It sparkled in the sun and looked all so expensive. Yes, I'm married. To Miami's richest guy. Damien Rodriguez Forrest. The name Forrest is actually his grandpa's name and their generational company name. More like a heirloom.
Chloe finally slammed her phone down and cursed a little in French.
"What's wrong?" I asked her. She gulped the remaining of her coffee and dropped the cup , surprisingly, gently.
"I have a fashion show to organise next week and my secretary is just telling me. I need to fire her brains out" the look on Chloe face was deadly.
"I'm sure she forgot" I arranged the collar of my printed blouse. The shirt isn't all that comfortable but I've been trained to dress like a Porsche rich lady since I was born and now I'm a billionaires wife. Fell into character.
"Whatever" Chloe scoffed and crossed her leg.
"How bout you. Are you alright?" She asked and I nodded. It wasn't all that a lie.
"Yep. My store is going well" it's a huge building. Not like I needed anything big but my dad thought it'll be nice to have it big.
"What about that rich husband of yours?...still being mysterious?"
I chuckled at her statement. It's true Damien is like that but he's not all that bad. He's just conserved, always busy and only has time for me during the weekend. My face suddenly went dull. Chloe tapped my hand.
"Let it out girl" she said and I smiled a little.
"He's just always to busy"
"Even for his wife?" Chloe raised a brow.
"Well...."
"Don't side his behaviours Jay. Scold him. He's your husband after all" she relaxed back in her seat. "If my Charles treated me like that, I'll have his balls for dinner"
"You'll have it either way Chloe" I said and we both laughed.
"No seriously Hun. You've got to take the bull by the horn"
I sipped my coffee but retained my stare with Chloe.
"He's a fine piece of art and if you let him loose, all those little foxes might just have him"
I shook my head at her, my rhinestone earring dangling.
"He doesn't have time for himself. Not to talk of flirting around" I cringed my nose . This was not how I always wished my fairytale marriage life to be. Seating with my best friend discussing my husband like a case.
"Wait!" Chloe sat upright. Her left palm in the air halting me. "You mean to tell me, you guys haven't had sex since your wedding night?"
Jesus! No. That's two months ago.
"That's not what I'm saying Chloe..."
"Fine. When last?" She asked and I was astound. Why are we even talking about my private life right now?
"Spill it babe" she said.
""Last week"
Chloe held her chest as if she was in pain and I shook my head. A real drama queen, that's what she is.
"That long? How does he get off?"
"I don't know" I said truthfully. Chloe brows shot up and I knew exactly what she was thinking. "No no and no. He's not having an affair"
"Hell! You don't know that. What man can live that long without sex?" Chloe stated. Damien Rodriguez.
"He's honest. he's just being crowded with a lot of things"
"Let's hope so" Chloe said with a ' tsk ' In her voice.
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I left off work early cause I know I love to make dinner for Damien. He probably doesn't know I'm the one who make dinner. I gave my keys to the valet and rushed inside the house hoping he wasn't back yet. This days he comes back a bit early and works at home.
The cook, Mrs Rose gave me a warm smile immediately I entered the kitchen.
"He's not back yet?" I asked her and she shook her head. I sighed in relief before putting my apron on not bothering to take my work clothe off.
"Anything I should help you with?" She asked me.
"Help slice the tomatoes and cut the onions. I'll work on the vegetables"
Almost immediately I finished cooking, he drove in. I ordered Mrs rose to arrange everything before going to greet him.
"Mrs Forrest!"
I looked behind at Rose and she gave me a sign to take my apron off. I gasped and hurriedly took it off but before rushing out again. Gosh!...I couldn't even shower. I smell like onions.
Rose came behind me. "I think you should shower ma'am" she said and I sighed but hurried upstairs. Of course she was right. I smell like onions.
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I watched Damien eat the food halfway before dropping his fork. I looked up at him but his eyes were cornered elsewhere.
"Damien" I called out and he's gazed finally fixed on me
"Is everything alright?" I asked and he nodded courtly before getting up. I knew something was up. I got up and followed him all the way to our room and then shut the door behind me.
Thank God Rose put the room in order after we left for work. I guess he would've sparked. Damien hands fiddled with his tie and I wondered why he didn't remove it before dinner.
"Let me help" he allowed me loosen his tie before he planted a kiss to my forehead and entered the bathroom. Something was wrong and I could feel it. His work bag laid by the bed and his suite was thrown on the bed carelessly. That's unlike Damien.
Without thinking that I just showered, I stripped my clothes and entered the bathroom. The shower was in full blast and the steam was filling the whole bathroom. There's only one way to make him say what's on his mind.
Someone was taking money from the Forrest Company. It has to be a shareholder, otherwise, how did they get so much information on the company?A light tod on my desk made me snap my head up. Tanya, the lady that works with me at my store was looking at me with a raised brow. She's like a second manager here after me. I won't really call her my assistant but she does a great job when I'm not around."Earth to Jaycee" she took the seat opposite me, placed a bottle of punch in front of me and I muttered a thanks."How are you doing Tan?" I asked the brunette. She nodded."The baby?""Fine"...she rubbed her tummy aggressively and I wanted to laugh. Tanya Is five months pregnant but still does a great job around here."We got a call from CO Pets and stores. They got more animals for us" she said. Her eyes were dim lighted meaning she hasn't had much sleep in a while. Am I a bad
The ideal purpose of being Damien's wife was to join the Roberto family with the Forrest. To make an outstanding empire. Now, other companies where also involved in this but they were minor. Damien never married any of the other CEO's daughters. He married me. Why am I saying this, I have an advantage. Damien chose me for a reason. This isn't some kind of olden days fiction where the king chooses a wife amongst many but I've been betrothed to Damien almost my whole life. I know he wasn't faithful before we got married.I had boyfriends and he had flings and girlfriends but now none of those matters. All that matter is us. I and Damien. I don't know if he loves me or just respect me as his wife but I'm going to use that advantage."Girl you there?" Chloe voice boomed through my car speaker. Yeah...I was talking to Chloe and she was telling me why I'm at advantage. I'm his wife. Borrowing his jet won't cost him a thing. W
Damien POVJoseph stalked into my office carrying much more files than I could ever bear. I think my head is going to explode with all these load of work and there's Jaycee asking me to go to Paris with her. I didn't want to, cause of the work I have on ground but damn. Those tears. I've always been a softie for tears. Normally, I dislike women who cry but with Jaycee it was different. It touched something in me. I don't even know why. It's not like I'm in love with her. She's just my wife. "Got what you asked" Joseph dropped the papers to my desk some even faltered to the floor."I didn't ask for all these papers, I asked for a direct reason to why my company shares are reducing"Joseph crossed his arms staring at me. His blue eyes were fixed and I know he was thinking."Let's get this straight Damien, you don't expect whoever is stealing from you to leave written e
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Chloe was to come over for dinner and I couldn't wait to see her. Damien hasn't gone out since we came back from the hospital. I know he has lots of work to do. Instead, he just sits on the bed massaging my ankle or making phone calls. I'm not even six months pregnant.I looked at the paper on my drawer. When the doctor gave me that, I thought he'd flip. Not that he hates children but, he once said kids would be fine but later on."Aren't you supposed to be at a meeting or something? " I asked him. he kept his phone by his bedside and landed on the bed sighing. "What's wrong?""They found the account stealing from my company."I smiled. That's a good thing. Really great. Now he can take a break from exhausting himself too much."That's great Damien" I lay on top of him wrapping my arms round him in a hug. His hands encircled my waist holding me so close to him like he didn't want to let go.I raised my head and looked at him. His eyes were fixed on me and dull. What now?"Damien?""Are
I grabbed my car keys from my bed side with the attempt of driving far away from here, but thought about it. Damien would just track my car and find me. And I don't want to be followed. I need some alone time and most especially, I need to have a long talk with my dad.I sipped my hot chocolate first before storming out of the suite. Maybe I heard Damien call me but I was already in the elevator hitting the button like a mad person. The door finally closed and I noticed an older woman staring at me. She was holding her son in her hand which made me rub my tummy. This is insane. Everything is. I didn't notice tears streaming down my face and the lady tapped me."You ok miss?" She asked.For a moment I wanted to tell her my whole life story right from the point where I made that short walk to the alter and said ' I do ' to becoming Damien's wife. I sobbed louder nodding my head at the lady. She just smiled unconvinced but didn't push it.The elevator doors finally opened and I rushed out
I grabbed my car keys from my bed side with the attempt of driving far away from here, but thought about it. Damien would just track my car and find me. And I don't want to be followed. I need some alone time and most especially, I need to have a long talk with my dad.I sipped my hot chocolate first before storming out of the suite. Maybe I heard Damien call me but I was already in the elevator hitting the button like a mad person. The door finally closed and I noticed an older woman staring at me. She was holding her son in her hand which made me rub my tummy. This is insane. Everything is. I didn't notice tears streaming down my face and the lady tapped me."You ok miss?" She asked.For a moment I wanted to tell her my whole life story right from the point where I made that short walk to the alter and said ' I do ' to becoming Damien's wife. I sobbed louder nodding my head at the lady. She just smiled unconvinced but di