Chapter 6

Naomi's POV

While I was heading back home, I don't know why I couldn't forget her name. I am very sure I have heard that name before, but I don't know where. Hopefully we get to meet again; maybe then I will finally remember where we met before.

After a very long ride, I finally arrived at the house, and I wasn't happy to see Damian's car outside, which means he is already back from work. I was hoping to return before he does.

I stepped out of the car and stood outside for some minutes because I was trying to figure out how my life turned around overnight, and now I am living in this luxurious house. I literally have nothing to worry about anymore when it comes to my finances. I never imagined a moment like this would come when I would become financially free.

It feels good but at the same time very hard to believe; it feels like I'm having a very good dream, and I suddenly don't want to wake up from it anymore.

I walked inside the house, and the first person I met in the sitting room was Damien. He was busy with his system, and I guess it has to do with work. I decided not to be a bother to him and just go to my room.

“Where are you coming from?” My heart skipped the moment I heard his voice; I wasn't expecting him to ask me any question about where I was or where I'm coming from.

“I stepped out for a moment because I had something urgent to take care of.” I didn't feel comfortable giving him all these explanations about where I'm coming from or what I've been doing all day because he's suddenly making me feel like I'm a child. But sadly it's not like I have a choice, so I would have to do whatever it takes to make sure that I act well as his wife until the 6 months elapse.

“Am I being too hard on you? Or you're just too scared of me, which is why you can barely talk to me about things that are bothering you or things that you want to do. I know that this marriage is just a contract marriage that will last for just 6 months, but why don't you make the best use of the 6 months? Can't you see that I'm trying to help you?” I was completely speechless because a few minutes ago I was upset with the way he was asking me questions as if he were my dad or my older brother, but now I know the reason why he was asking me those questions.

I got the message he was trying to pass, but that doesn't mean I would do what he wants. I am still finding it very difficult to wrap my head around everything going on right now because it still feels like a nightmare. It's not so easy for me to get very comfortable with him so fast. I'm still trying to learn the kind of person he is because I know that he's a very wealthy person, and he's going to have his flaws, definitely.

He dropped his working tools and stood up from where he was sitting and started walking towards me. I swallowed my saliva nervously when he was getting very close to me. I couldn't say anything to him. I tried taking a few steps back, but he kept moving forward.

“Please stop.” I said to him with my hand in his chest as a gesture of trying to stop him from getting closer to me.

He stared at my face for a while without saying anything to me.

“You are my wife now; I don't appreciate you being frightened when I get close to you.” He said while dropping my hands from his chest.

He picked up his laptop and headed upstairs while I was still trying to breathe.

I gently walked to the couch and sat down tiredly. This whole thing is driving me crazy because I don't know how to handle this situation I'm in right now.

The scariest part right now is that I will have to spend the night with him in the same room, and I will have to eat breakfast and dinner with him. The whole system is driving me crazy already.

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After a while I summoned the courage to go upstairs because I needed to take a shower and change my dress before coming back downstairs for dinner. It's my first dinner with him, and I don't want to be late.

When I got to the room, I heard the sound of the shower from the moment I entered the room, which means he isn't in the room right now. He is taking a shower. I felt a little comfortable knowing that he is not in the room right now.

I sat on the bed, which was so comfortable; I haven't lain on such a beautiful bed in a very long time. I couldn't stop looking around the room because it was so beautiful; the interior was definitely inspired by luxury itself because everything in his room is luxurious. It looks like a real master's bedroom.

I was already feeling too comfortable when I remembered that it's my first day here and I have to act no more. It's not like we're in love or anything. This is a contract marriage, so I don't need to get carried away.

He stepped out of the bathroom with a towel tied around his waist and water dripping on his chest. I left my mouth open when I saw him. I snapped out of it immediately and covered my face, trying not to look at him again.

“We already had sex; there's no point in doing that.” I gently took my hands down while feeling embarrassed at the same time because I wasn't expecting him to tell me that, and it's actually the truth; there's no point trying to act like a saint now when we already had sex.

I was trying to get over the previous scene when I saw him untying the towel around his waist.

“Jesus Christ, you're not the only one in this house. Why can't you dress in the closet? That's why you built it in your room!” I screamed angrily because I was very upset already, having him distract me with his body. I know that he is intentionally doing it because you want to get my attention, but I'm not going to fall for that. I made that mistake once; I'm not going to make such a mistake again.

“I guess you're forgetting that both of us are married.” He responded and walked to the closet. I know that he was only trying to tease, and I fell for it just as he wanted.

When he finally left the room for the closet, I felt a little more comfortable. I know that it's going to be a little difficult living with him, especially now that I know that he is doing everything he can to tease me at every opportunity he gets; he doesn't miss.

I went into the shower to take my bath, and when I was done, I wore something very simple because everything in the closet was very confusing. I'm not used to dressing like that, which made it harder for me to make a decision.

After going through all the clothes, I decided to pick the one that I was a little comfortable in.

When I was done dressing, I stepped out of the room and walked downstairs. I have a lot to talk to him about. I know that it is still early days, but I still want to have this important conversation with him. This present situation is not going to last for too long. It is just for a period of 6 months, and after 6 months I will have to go back to my normal life. I can't get carried away right now just because I have this amount of luxury.

When I got to the dining room I was very confused. I looked around the house because as far as I can remember we are just two in this house plus the maids, and I know that they are not allowed to eat with us, so why on earth is there a feast in the dining room?

“You need to see your face right now; it's just food.” Damien said to me, and I rolled my eyes before I finally sat down.

The meals looked so delicious that I didn't know where to start. I kept looking around the dining room trying to figure out which one to eat first, but I was finding it hard to make a decision for myself. Damien selected a dish and served it on my plate.

I wasn't expecting that at all, which is why I didn't know the kind of reaction to give after such a kind gesture.

“Thank you.” I said to him with a faint smile on my face.

“That's the spiciest food here.” He said and started laughing. I was so upset while I watched him laugh.