3- Katlyn's

After I took a bath, I finally got to dress in a pajama that he gave me. Not bad. I, then, walked outside and I saw him beside the bed talking with someone over the phone. I did not mind him and I hopped onto the bed to sleep but before I close my eyes, I look for my phone when I just realized I did not bring it with me because he carried me to his shoulder.

I hissed in irritation because I forgot my phone back home. He dragged me out of the house a while ago that's why I did not remember to bring my phone.

Oh, crap. For sure, my groupmates are messaging me now because we have a thesis that needs to be finished by the end of the month or we will not graduate. I need to find a way to contact them.

"Okay, arrange everything. We will be back tomorrow," he demanded and hung up without saying goodbye to whoever he is talking to.

Anyways, it doesn't concern me anymore. What I need now is a phone or tablet, or laptop that I could use to talk to my groupmates.

He then turned around and our eyes meet. He stared at me and his eyebrows contracted in the middle like he is not happy seeing me on the bed. "What are you doing there? That's my bed," he announced like a total jackass.

Gentleman? He doesn't have one! I am taking back what I said a while ago when we were in the elevator and he was kneeling in front of me. Of course, he's not a gentleman!

"I am not sleeping on the couch," I declared and I make myself comfortable lying on the bed.

"Neither am I. Well, it's okay with me if you want to sleep in one bed. This is a good practice anyways," he mentioned and hopped on the bed too.

I gaped at what he said and he instantly pulled the blanket towards him which makes me pull it too. "But I don't wanna sleep in one bed with you. Get out," I commanded and pushed him out of the bed.

"What the—" he murmured and he suddenly sat up and look at me seriously. "I paid for this bed so technically speaking, this is my bed. Now, if you don't wanna sleep in one bed with me then you are free to go out. It's not my problem anymore. Alright?" he clarified on my face and he turned over without waiting for my reply for him to go to sleep already.

I rolled my eyes because of what he said even though he has a point. Then, I remember my groupmates.

Okay, be nice and just ask him nicely.

"May I borrow your phone? I need to contact my groupmates and we are working on the thesis," I told not moving on my place while looking at his back.

"Don't you have a phone?" he asked without turning at me.

"Well, thanks to you I forgot to get my phone when you dragged me out of the house of my grandparents," I replied sarcastically.

I heard him sigh and he get his phone beside the bed, above the drawer, and give it to me without even looking at me. "Password is 0604," he said which surprised me.

"0604? That's my birthday. How did you know my birthday?" I queried and get his phone for me to use.

"That's also my birthday. Put it back when you're done," he responded and he become quiet like he is already asleep.

So, we have the same birthday. Oh, how unlucky.

Without saying thank you to him, I opened his phone with the password that he provided and I began to open my social media account to see if my groupmates texted me or if there was some update. And just like I've said, they are looking for me so, I immediately texted them.

'Sorry for not replying and for not going to our meet-up. I had an emergency that's why I am in Scotland right now. But do not worry because I am coming back tomorrow. I'll see you all tomorrow. Okay?'

Because of my anger the other day, without thinking, I flew going here to Scotland. It's the jackass' fault.

I glanced at him and gritted my teeth because I wouldn't have gone if it wasn't for him demanding to marry me. Jerk.

I jumped in shock when the phone suddenly ring and I see Jackson calling me.

Why is he calling me right now? I already chatted in the group chat.

"Who's calling?" Grey asked beside me which makes me turn my head at him who is still facing back at me.

"My friend, Jackson. I will just go out to answer this call," I apologetically answered and removed the blanket so, I can go outside and I won't be able to disturb him.

"Take that call here and put it on a speaker," he demanded even though he is not moving to his place.

"Are you serious?" I asked annoyingly because I don't think he has to hear whatever Jackson is going to say to me.

He's invading my privacy.

He turned his body and look dead straight into my eyes. "Do I look like joking to you? I told you to answer that call here. Are you deft?" he answered seriously that pisses me off.

I clenched my jaw because of how the way he commanded me. If only I did not need his phone I would have to throw it and smash it in his face but because I need it, I have to control myself to kill him right here. I, then, answer his call and put it on speaker just like he said so.

"Hi, Katlyn. How are you? You said you had an emergency? Tell me, what happened? Are you alright? Did something happen? Are your grandparents alright? Why did you fly going there to Scotland? S-Sorry and I have a lot of questions. I...um...I am just worried about you," Jackson bombarded me with a lot of queries with his concerned tone.

I smiled at his voice which sounds worried with a little bit of nervousness. "No, it's okay. Don't worry I am alright. I just visited my grandparents here in Scotland because they wanted to see me for no reason," I answered nicely since he is being nice to me even though that was not the real reason why I am here.

"T-That's good to know, Katlyn—" Jackson replied sweetly when a voice suddenly interrupted.

"Are you not yet done there? Come on, let's sleep, baby," Grey interrupted and he pulled me down which surprised me.

What the hell is wrong with him and he said that?

"Let me go," I murmured and pushed him away from me.

"B-Baby? Who's that, Katlyn?" Jackson curiously asked in the other line.

"Nothing, Jackson. Just—" I embarrassingly responded while pushing Grey away that keeps pulling me when he speak again.

"Her Fiancé. You, who are y—" Grey butted in which made my eyes widen in shock so, I cover his mouth to prevent him from talking more.

I angrily mouthed at him, "Are you insane? What the hell is wrong with you?"

But he just gives me a smirk that lightens the fire even more. Oh, I want to kill him right now.

"Fiancé? But you said you haven't had a boyfriend the last time I asked you," Jackson spoke bitterly in the other line.

I, then, saw Grey smile triumphantly when he managed to remove my hand from his mouth.

Oh, he's doing it on purpose.

"Well, she has now and that's me—" Grey said more which annoys me even more.

"Shut up," I hissed, glaring at Grey and I go back to Jackson. "Um...Jackson, sorry but I have to go. Can I call you some other time? I really am sorry. Bye," I immediately hung up and pulled myself away from him who is laughing like he won. "You think that's funny?" I madly asked him.

He doesn't have the right to do that even though I agreed to this stupid marriage contract.

"Yeah, it is. Now, give me back my phone. I will buy you tomorrow," he happily responded and forcefully get his phone from my hand.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Is that really necessary?" I snapped out because his attitude is killing me.

His face become serious and he sat up to get to my eye level. "We are getting married. You're asking me what's wrong? That's wrong. You are entertaining other men. That's cheating," he contradicted.

"Cheating? How do you consider that cheating? We were just talking, not until you butted in. Do you really have to do that, huh?" I annoyingly mentioned letting him know his limit.

"You were smiling just talking to him. That's cheating. While you are always grumpy at me. Don't you think that you are being unfair to me?" he commented, getting mad too at me.

Where all of this is coming from?

"Unfair? Just for your information, huh, we are not yet married so, I have the right to do whatever I want and to talk to whoever I want to. I didn't know that you are a jealous freak," I clarified, insulting him too.

"Jealous freak? Me? Ha! I am not jealous. I just want that guy to know his limit. And you seem happy just hearing his voice—" he corrected me that his voice increased because of anger.

"I REALLY AM HAPPY! Compared being with you. You know what, I will sleep on the couch. You can have the bed all alone. I'd rather get bitten by insects outside than be with you in one bed. You are such an idiot!" I madly shouted, igniting the fire more between us, and I stormed out of the room.

The hell of that jackass.

——

Eventually, the morning came, and he ordered room service but I did not eat and just prepare myself even though he invited me. Well, I'd rather die starving than eat with him. I am giving him the silent treatment because of his behavior last night which really pissed me off. And I will not talk to him until he apologizes to me.

"You are really not going to talk to me?" he spoke beside me inside the car.

But I did not mind him and just gaze at the window, totally ignoring him.

"Oh, woman, whatever," I heard him whisper and he stop bothering me.

I rolled my eyes anyways. Talk to my hand, jackass.

We, then, go inside the airplane and because he owns it, we are the only passenger inside. And so, I decided to take a seat away from him and I saw him glancing in my direction multiple times like he is checking me. But I totally ignore him.

Finally, I am at peace.

The whole ride was silent until we landed in London.

He walked down the stairs and I followed but when I set my feet on the land, he immediately gets my right hand and intertwines his fingers with mine which surprised me. I tried to pull my hand but he tightened his grip on me and he started pulling me.

Fvck, this man.

He keep dragging me until we got out of the airline and we stand in front of the black car. I glared at him even though I am wearing shades for I am wearing heels for Pete's sake!

My feet hurt now!

"Go inside," he demanded and pushed me to go inside the car and then, he followed. "Let's go," he said to the driver in front of us.

And because I am inside the car, I removed my sunglasses and glanced and glared at him because of how demanding, manipulative jerk, and jackass he is to me.

"You know, you can open your mouth instead of glaring at me," he mentioned and he turned his head at me.

But I did not say anything and just clenched my teeth to imply that I badly wanted to curse and kill him.

Oh, if looks can kill he will surely be dead by now.

"By the way, we're going to my Father's house. He wants to meet you. Make sure that you watch out your behavior and don't say anything to him about this marriage contract or I don't know what will I do to your parents. Understood?" he blackmailed me.

"Don't you dare touch them," I finally spoke and my hands curled into a fist.

Although they sold me, they are still my parents. I wouldn't like anything to happen to them.

"Then, you must follow me and act like a true Mrs. Victor. And after that, in five months we will divorce as per our contract," he enunciated and straightened his back like a true businessman.

I did not say anything anymore and just look outside.

I need to think of a way to get out of this hell, out of his grip.

I need to find something that will ruin him so, he will be the one to let go of me.

To be continued...