She watched as his eyes followed her movements. They were sitted across from each other on his private plane on their way to their honeymoon.The wedding had ended in a frenzy with his mother being emotional,his younger sister ignoring her and his father nodding in approval as they walked down the aisle hand-in -hand as husband and wife.
"You can stare at me all you want.I won't crack"He stated still focused on the opened pages in his hand."I want to go see my mother"she declared."We'll talk about that once we are back from our honeymoon.I do not want anything ruining my plans"He said nonchalantly as he flipped through the business magazine that had been brought to him as soon as he got seated.She grimaced."What plans?this is a marriage of convenience for you.And anything that you think you've "planned" would just be a wasted effort because there is no love between us.There never can be "she responded ending with a defiant pout on her lips that he found was getting difficult to resist by the minute.He gulped down."I don't think you should casually throw around the word 'love' around me again.We both know what we're here for and once 'we' both get what we want,we can go our seperate ways."he answered adjusting himself into the cushioned seat."And what if I end up not getting pregnant within a year?"She asked.He gave her an amused smile as he regarded her from the top pages of the magazine."I don't think you need to worry about that my dear wife.I ran my tests and you are highly fertile especially at this time of the month"he threw out casually.She was apalled."What?!""You ran medical checks on me?And fertility tests at that?"she asked incredulously."I had too."he responded."But what if you're wrong?"she added.He scoffed.Closing the pages of the magazine,he placed it back on the upholster of the cushion then leaned closer until he was a hair's breadth away from her.Her heart leaped in her chest.She felt her cheeks stain pink at his proximity.He stared down at her lips and unconsciously,she stared down at his too.She watched his eyes blaze with desire as he moved slowly to close the distance."Would you like to test out that theory?"he whispered so close to her lips.Her heart beat rapidly against her ribcage at the uttered words.He stretched out his hand drawing her body dangerously closer to his.His hand found the zipper of her wedding gown and worked to draw it down.He let out a triumphant smile as he dragged the zipper all the way down to the stopper at the end."Micheal"she whispered softly and tried to pull away but his hand reached out,pulling her back into him.He slammed his lips on hers to still her movements.His lips tasted like whiskey,as he sought to seek entrance unto her mouth.He nibbled on her lower lip which elicited a moan from her.Taking that as an opportunity,he thrusted his tongue into her mouth,reveling in her juices."You taste so good."he moaned against her lips as he went up for air.His hand worked on the straps of her gown letting it fall down her slender shoulders,exposing a good amount of cleavage.His hands grazed lightly on her aroused nipple and she shivered at the electricity she had felt as it ran through her.He trailed kisses down to her nape,kissing and nibbling all the way to the base of her throat.He let out a satisfied sigh as his hand cupped one luscious mould into his palm filling it.He brought his lips back up on hers giving with as much fervour as he took.They didn't know how long they stayed locked in each other's arms but they paused at the sound of the pilot's voice through the intercom."Everyone please fasten your seatbelts,we're ready for landing."the automated voice sounded.She adjusted the strap of her gown covering up her exposed chest while he readjusted himself on his seat,settling back into it.She raised her arm to her back to adjust her zip but it got stuck.Noticing her struggle he walked over to where she sat,turning her away from him, he worked on her stuck zipper.She let out a sigh of relief as the zip ran up closing her exposed back.She gave him a grateful smile as he sat back in his seat which he returned."Thank you"she said gratefully."Don't thank me yet.We're not done here"he said gesturing with his finger between the both of them.She looked away with a shy smile playing on her lips.Once they had arrived,they were whisked away by the Limousine that he had had arranged for them."Welcome Mr and Mrs Wheeler"The butler said as he gestured towards the car,opening the car door for them."Thank you Simon"Micheal responded as he ushered her in first.She plastered on a fake smile and proceeded to take up his offer.Her mouth grew wide with the amazing expanse of room that was fully stocked up with wine,snacks and even comfy covers that appeared to be for sleeping.He must have noticed her shock which had cause him to ask."You like it?"He spoke up,startling her from behind."Its amazing"She responded in awe.Her eyes roamed around the limo.She had heard multiple stories about Limousines but none of them prepared her for this.It was a discovery. How was there so much room in this tiny car?Meanwhile,Micheal found it harder to look away at the light in her eyes as she stared around the limo in child-like wonder.He had been in one mutiple times but now it truly felt amazing that this was the first time he found it exciting to be in one."You can help yourself to whatever you like"he offered.She eyed him skeptically but he gave a go -ahead.Her lips widened into a smile as she helped herself to the array of fruits that had been prepared while he settled for a glass of wine as the limo began to move.After a short while of exploring,she let out a tired sigh plopping on the long recliner couch."I'm tired.I just need to sleep"She said tiredly and laid her head to rest."I wouldn't do that if I were you"he said twirling the gold liquid in his glass.She frowned in confusion."I don't understand."She asked."Because there isn't going to be much sleeping done tonight"He stated."Its our first night"he said gulping the contents of his glass.He placed the glass gently back on his holder as he eyed her seductively."I need to ...tell...you something"she stammered.His forehead wrinkled in a frown."What is it?"He asked.She hesitated unsure of the decision to reveal this or not.She didn't know what he would think of her once he heard it.He let out a resigned sigh and relaxed unto the cushion placing his entwined hands behind his head for support as he regarded her from underneath his lashes."I'm a virgin"she blurted outHis eyes widened in shock.MICHEAL’S POV24 HOURS EARLIER…*“Hi, big brother,” his sister yelled with her hands outstretched. She wrapped her arms around him excitedly.“What are you doing here?” He asked as he enveloped her small frame in his.“I came to see you. I’ve missed you,” she said into his chest, revelling in his warmth.“What about Mum and Dad? What did they say?” he asked.“They let me.” I came back from school a month ago, and no-one had heard back from you,” she answered and pulled away.“Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming over?” He asked.“I didn’t want to. I wanted to surprise you,” she chirped and dragged her suitcase further into the room.She stretched out her arms and took a deep breath.“I missed your home,” she told him.He arched a brow up at her, amused.“Where’s Alina? I can’t perceive her amazing cooking. I missed her meals the most,” she said wistfully.His smile faded.A brief silence ensued. She raised questioning eyes to his, pinning him on the spot. His eyes darted around
ALINA’S POVShe tossed and turned in bed as the memory of that day came into play over and over. Abruptly, she shot out of bed with a startle.Seeing the house earlier today had her guts tied in knots. She couldn’t physically fathom getting into that house. That’s where she had lost a part of herself that she would never get back.It took great difficulty, but she had to force herself to sleep.The next morning as she tossed and turned her scrambled eggs across the plate, dread filled her entire system. She had to go to work at two o’clock to pick up her things. She didn’t know what her job would entail. She had a habit of not reading through the contracts first before signing, and that’s what got her trapped in this mess in the first place.“What’s wrong?” Her mother’s voice broke through her internal musings.She let out a tired sigh.“Nothing major. I’ve just been promoted to Personal Assistant level.” She responded vaguely.Her mother’s eyes narrowed into slits as she eyed her sk
MICHEAL’S POVHe arched his neck, signalling to the doctor to stop, but the doctor kept ignoring his protests.He couldn’t imagine what Alina would think of him when she found out.He lay back in his bed as he anticipated the effects of the truth.“He’s about to die of…” his doctor began.“…of exhaustion.”His eyes widened in surprise. “He’s about to die of exhaustion because he keeps overworking himself, and he doesn’t eat properly. His symptoms can become very severe if proper prevention is taken, like him getting enough hours of sleep in a day as well as having very good healthy meals.” The doctor consulted.Alina looked between him and the doctor with her eyes narrowed to suspicious slits.“He can be discharged shortly, but please take good care of him.” He’s not getting any younger.” The doctor vanishes, and he took that as his cue to leave, closing the door behind him.She walked towards his bed as soon as the door behind them closed.“Are you okay?” She asked with concern lace
ALINA’S POV“Micheal, I don’t want to be your assistant. “Whatever that means,” she said, stomping her feet as she stood firm, facing him for the second time that week with the dreaded folder lying open in front of her.She placed her hands on either side of her hips, staring defiantly at him.He just stared at her with a bemused smile.“Look, you can take this contract now and spare us all this hassle of you going back and forth because, best believe it, I won’t stop until I get you to sign this contract. You do know how persistent I can be, don’t you?” He said with a sly smirk playing on his lips as he reclined majestically back into his seat.“Well, I’m not quitting either. I can't have you dictate what happens in my life. I’m content where I’m working. I don’t want the promotion; why don’t you understand that?” she responded.“No.” He replied firmly.He leaned closer to his desk and pressed a button on the answering machine.It beeped before he talked.“Donald, come in here,” he i
ALINA’S POVShe was given a choice, but here she was with her coffee-stained seat and a messy office, courtesy of her haters. But she had turned him down. She cleaned up her office and focused on trying to get some work done there, pushing down thoughts of regrets.The rest of the day went by in a blur. It was time for lunch. On most days, for the past weeks, she had skipped lunch due to the constant isolation, but today she decided to go face her demons, and she chose an empty table to sit at.If she was ever going to have a chance to make friends here at the office, she had to put herself out there regardless of the fact that they hated her guts right now.She dug a forkful of spaghetti into her mouth when she heard a clatter from the distance.“You whore!” A high-pitched voice screeched.“Yeah,” a chorus from a group of voices.“How do you think you were going to get away with this? You freak!” The high-pitched voice mocked.Then another clatter sounded.There were murmurs from the
MICHEAL’S POV“It’s nothing short of a miracle. Your results show a significant decrease in the cancer cells,” the older man clad in a white lab coat said as he smiled, adjusting his glasses multiple times at the bridge of his nose in disbelief.Micheal was in deep disbelief as well.The past week had been filled with lots of peace, and he hadn’t had a nosebleed in the whole week.Alina was good for him.He was happier, and even his health showed that too.As he left the doctor’s report, his entire thoughts were filled with how to make Alina stay even longer with him and be closer to him.“Are you alright, sir?” Donald adjusted the driver’s seat before turning the key in the ignition.Micheal shook out of his internal musings.“What do you say about making Alina my personal assistant?” He blurted out randomly.“But I’m your personal assistant,” Donald commented, sadness filling his voice.MIcheal realised what he had said.“No, no, no, that’s not what I meant. I mean a domestic person