Chapter 7

Naomi's POV

During the preparation of our fake marriage, we got to learn a little about each other within a few hours, and that was when I told him that I don't eat spicy foods. I can't believe he actually served me the spiciest food here just to spite me.

I decided to get more food by myself. After all, there's enough to eat in the dining room. I don't have to be upset about what he did when I can easily get myself something else to eat.

“Next time you're going to see your mom, make sure you tell me so that both of us can go together.” I almost choked on my food because when on earth doesn't want to go with me? We are not even at that place. Why does he want to go see my mom?

“This marriage is a secret to my mom. I don't want her to ever know that I did a fake marriage with you because she's going to be very disappointed in me, and I don't want to do anything to offend my mom because she has been through a lot already, and I wouldn't want to add to her worries.”

At this point I wouldn't mind begging him, but the most important thing to me right now is that my mom must not find out that my marriage to him is fake. I don't even want her to know about the marriage in the first place. Talk more about getting to know if it's real or fake.

I was hoping that he doesn't go behind my back and ruin things because if he ever does such a thing, I am never going to forgive him.

“What if your dad already told her?”

“He wouldn't; I know my dad so well to know that he's never going to tell my mom that I got married.” I sounded very confident because I know my dad very well; he despises my mom a lot, and knowing that I eventually got married to someone very wealthy, he is never going to take the risk of telling her about him because that would only give her a stronger will to survive and get better as soon as possible.

I don't know why he was suddenly concerned about my family because it's clearly stated in the contracts that there should be no relationship with parents in the marriage.

I decided not to overthink the whole situation because he is obviously just trying to be nice to me; he's human too. After thinking about it for a while, I decided it would be better for me to talk to him about something that has been bothering me because at the end of the day I'm not staying here forever; I have to go back to my work.

“I was going to talk to you about my job; I would like to go back tomorrow.” Damien dropped his spoon when he heard what I said; his reaction would make someone think that I had said something very forbidden.

“Look around you.” I was confused when he told me to look around me because why is he telling me to do that all of a sudden?

“What do you mean?” I asked him while I was still looking around trying to figure out what he was talking about. But I was unable to figure out anything, so I stopped looking around and looked at his face.

“What I mean is that you now live in my house. And because you're living here now, you have no right whatsoever to work at the club.” I was not pleased to hear what he just said because he knows very well that my stay here is very limited. I had to start saving up enough money that I would use to continue my life the moment I leave here and our contract expires.

“You don't understand what I'm talking about. I just told you that I have to go back to my life in the club because I need enough money to continue my life the moment I stop staying here with you. You know very well the situation with my family and how my dad was about to sell me to these horrible men. I have to work very hard to save up enough money so that I can keep up with my mother's medical bill and every other bill that I would have to pay later.”

I tried my best to explain everything to him so that he doesn't insist that I don't work in the club.

"Like I said earlier, as long as you still live in this house, I don't want you to ever work in the club anymore." He stood up and walked away.

I was a little upset because I don't understand why he is being very unreasonable about it. I have tried my best to explain the situation and the reason why I have to keep working there, but he still doesn't understand anything that I said to him, which is very unfair to me. I was expecting him to understand.

Now that I can't work in the club anymore, what kind of job does he expect me to take? I couldn't even finish college, so I don't have a good certificate to get a decent job out there. I felt so frustrated, and I also couldn't eat anymore because I had already lost my appetite.

I know that the level of luxury in this house is at the stage I have always wanted my level of luxury to be, but it doesn't guarantee any peace of mind because I haven't had enough rest since I got home. It's been so overwhelming and tiring having everything that I've prayed for right in front of me. I get scared every morning when I wake up because I sometimes feel like maybe this is all happening in my dream, and nothing is real here.

I stood up from the diner and angrily walked upstairs because I needed to explain myself very well to him and make him see reasons why I definitely needed to go back to the club and continue my job there. He clearly doesn't understand me very well, which is why he insisted on telling me not to go back to where I work.

When I got to the room, he was still busy with his work, so I sat down on the bed, still thinking of how to bring it up again because I don't want to get a reply that might annoy me like the first time.

“I can see that you are very stubborn, just as I was told.” I was confused when I heard what he said because why does he sound like someone else has already given Intel about me and the kind of person I want before we decide to get married?

“I believe you don't understand how important this job is to me; by the time I leave this house, I would have to start my life all over again, and that is a very hard thing to do, so I would like to keep working so that I can save enough money, and by the time the contract expires, I wouldn't have to depend on anyone.” I have been through a lot already when it comes to depending on people, and I must say it is not the best experience anyone should have, because trying to prevent such a thing from happening again to me is the main reason why I'm very desperate to get my job back.

“You can as well get a new job.” I was getting frustrated because I have tried so hard to explain my situation to him, but I don't know why he is being very ignorant about it, like he doesn't even care about me.

“How?” I yelled angrily because I was already frustrated; he paused what he was doing, and I bit my underlip nervously.

“You don't know anything about me and what I have been through. I can't even get a decent job right now because I barely finished college, so please stop trying so hard to become a superhero, and let me go back to my job.” I said to him, and there was a huge silence between both of us. I was very sure he now gets me and he's going to allow me this time.

He stared at me and lowered his head like he was trying to take pity on me. I was very relieved when I saw the way he was behaving because I know deep down that he can't refuse this time around; he obviously pities me now, so he's going to let me go back to my job.

“No, I'm not changing my mind.” He said and walked away angrily.