Chapter 13

Kieran POV 

She threw her hands at me, but I held them in the air and pushed her back down, showing how weak her defense was. She even attacked without holding herself down. 

“You need to sit down and listen to me. You’re a member of this family. You’re a  Blackwood, so act like i.!” My dominant voice sent her to the right door. She wanted to be far away from me. 

“I don’t know why you did what you did. You took out my SIM card and tossed my phone. Come on, who does that to a wife? If I were the wife and I did this to your phone, what would you do?” She sobbed as she showed me both hands; she folded them into fists, but she knew better than to hit me. 

I’d make her look weaker than before; I might even try to snap her hand a bit. 

“You don’t know how to throw punches, which means you don’t even know how to defend yourself. There’s a lot you need to learn, Lyra, and I’d get you a new phone before you wake up tomorrow morning. Are you hungry?”

“Don’t ask me a question you know the answer to.” She hissed, I knew she wasn’t hungry because she had to her satisfaction,n and that was enough for her. 

Returning to the house with Lyra is going to cause a lot of reactions, especially with my father, because he’s going to start putting the pieces together to figure out why his son is with another lady. 

“Lead her to my room,” I ordered one of the guards before turning to my father at the dining table. 

“I have to be sure that you returned to the castle in one piece.  Is that one of the whores you brought from that brothel at the outskirts of this pack?” He uttered under his breath, I was only relieved that she wasn’t here. She’s lucky that I didn’t see her, or else I’d have made her repeat those words before the council. 

“First of all,ff she’s not a wh, ore and secondly, you love going to the brothel,l but I’m the opposite of what you are.”

“Are you trying to insult your father?” He replied to me with a question, but I wanted to know exactly what Valeria said to them. 

“So you’ve been making plans with Valeri,   and you refused to tell anyone about it. Valeria told us that you both have planned an expensive trip outside this pack, and not only that, but you both are making plans for marriage.” My father’s words amused me. I wonder what his reaction would be when he figures out that I’m getting married to Lyra and not Valeria. 

She adds no value to my life, all she do it take and doesn’t have the caliber to work for her wealth. She’s depending solely on her inheritance, and I wonder how her father copes with her. 

I remembered the first time we had a date, she made me spend so much that I had to reflect on whether leaving the house was the right decision to make.  She loves a luxurious life and expects to always have a big bank account to grant that wish. 

 She’s never asked about my wins or my losses, but on Lyra’s first day at work, she saves me from making a wrong move. 

“I didn’t even say a word to your father because I was so scared.” She mentioned that immediately I walked into the room, I could tell she was afraid. 

“You don’t need to worry about my father; the only problem you’d have to worry about in this household is someone named Valeria.” I tried to embrace her, but she had both hands stretched out, revealing the distance she wanted to keep between us. 

This isn’t part of the contract; she’s meant to be my wife. 

“Is she your wife?” She inquired, scanning her eyes around the room at the pictures on the wall. I’d never keep Valeria’s picture in my room, it’s uncalled for, and it’s better off I keep a picture of Lyra on my wall rather than Valeria. 

“If I were married to him,r you wouldn’t be here, you wouldn’t have the job I gave to you.” I avoided telling her that Valeria and I had some sort of connection in the past. It was not worth telling. 

“So what’s the next play?” She asked as she pointed both hands to the bed; she wanted to know if she would be sharing the same bed with me. 

“We’re married, so we have to share this bed.” I chuckled, wondering if she was acting this up. 

“I can take the floor while you take the bed,d” She proposed, folding her arms and waiting for my response. I wondered why she wasn’t smiling. 

“No one is sleeping on the floor, it’s big enough for four people, and we’re just two.” I declined her proposal,n and it made me wonder if she didn’t want my arms wrapped around her. 

“This is the time to sleep, so I don’t want you touching me, please.e, I’d have to wake up early in the morning so we can both prep for work, since we have to take turns in using the washroom.” She got into the sheets and turned her back on me.

“The washroom is big enough for our kids and us. You don’t need to make a fuss about it because this isn’t Olivia’s rickety home.” I laughed it off the moment she turned to look at me directly. 

“That’s my residence,e so don’t make fun of it just because you’re financially stable.” She let out a warning, keeping her eyes glued to me. 

“I’m not financially stable, you know that, right?” I smirked, trying to reach for her arm when she pushed my hand back. 

“You’re rich, you don’t have to rub it on my face.”

“You’re going to be rich too.” I tried to make her laugh,gh but she had a hardened look on her face. It looked like a wall that I couldn’t break at that time. 

“By association. If I never agreed to that contract, I wouldn’t be here,e so I’m not rich yet.  I’m not independent like you.” Lyra was right, but deep down I wished she’d understand how much she makes me feel. 

“You know the condition of the weather, yet you want me to beg you. It’s your duty to protect me, it’s stated in the contract, so you should open your arms and wrap them around me. Isn’t that right?”

“Is that an order?”