Three

                           I slammed the door in frustration after she walked out of the room. I don't even know her name. I thought to distract myself from my beautiful wife, her blue eyes that couldn't peel off of me when I kissed her, sealing our wedding. She had been promised to me and there was no way out. Letting other women in my room was the only way to keep her away. She didn't need to worry about it. Soon, she would be aware of the hell she had chosen for herself. 

       I slithered my hand through my hair. I asked her to stay the night. So my wife could know that I wasn't into this wedding. I saw her, my wife walking out of my room. I don't know. How did she manage it? My lips curled up at her bravery. 

      'She's more clever than I imagined. And I shouldn't forget very gorgeous and f***able in her wedding gown.'

      My phone began to ring. I scowled at the screen. I leaned forward and clenched my jaw. I grabbed it exasperatedly. I swiped my finger and hoisted it up to my ear, "Dad?" I glanced at my reflection and slipped my fingers in my hair, taming my messy hair. 

       'I don't want to talk to him. But I have no opinion. He's holding the key to my success. I want his company. Though, I don't need it. But there's another reason. I have to agree to this arranged marriage.'

       "Where are you? Who's with you?" His voice was at the edge.

       I clenched my hands. No one dared to talk to me like this. Not even my father! I crinkle my lips. "What are you saying, Dad?" I asked in confusion. Did she tell him? She knew to backbite too. 

       "Sienna has recently sent me some pictures of yours. You need to understand Edward one thing. I'm not giving you my company and that. If you couldn't save your wedding. You're welcomed home only with Sienna. I won't let you break the tradition of our family." He hung up after threatening me. 

       I felt anger rushing through me. My grip fastened around the phone. 

       'I'll break this Fucking chain. No divorce in our family. But I'm determined to break his tradition. I will get his company and…. ' 

        "What the ****!" My phone shivered in my hand with my vexation. It was at the edge of breaking. Instantly, I clicked on the messages which I ignored before receiving his call. I hurtled my phone on the mattress. I'm gonna lose my temper. I strode out of the room. 

        I was so furious. I breathed slowly to calm myself before I pushed open the door of her room. She didn't need to see the giant warrior of me. First, she walked into my room uninvited, how the heck dared her to click my pictures and she sent them to my family? 

        'She's my wife but my family's choice, not mine.'

       "Sienna," I tried to calm my voice but I failed. There's no sign of her. It made me more furious. 

       I walked back to my room. My gaze was blazing as they rested on my phone. I should be careful. I grabbed it. Immediately, I called the manager. Hoisting my phone against my ear, I strode out of my room again. 

       The room service providers were standing out of the door and looking at me with puzzled expressions. My gaze turned stoic on them. 

       "Where's my wife?" I asked. 

       They exchanged stares, still shocked. One of them stepped ahead, "Ma'am has recently checked out, Sir. She had booked a cab to the airport." He said. 

       "F***!" I hurried back to my room, hoisting the phone up to my ear again, "Jared, my wife has recently headed toward the airport. I want every single detail." I told him and disconnected the call. I was running out of time. I slithered it back into the pocket. She couldn't ruin everything.

       'She's more intelligent than I imagined. I haven't any intention to cheat on her. Indeed, I haven't cheated on her. I'm not including the kiss. I couldn't neglect her distasteful gaze seeing royalty around her at our wedding hall. I myself love to live like a common man. We count on the billionaire list. I don't want a royal tag. I left it for my brother James. I am content to be a businessman and wanna concentrate on it only. '

        My phone quivered. I took it out and stared at the screen. I pressed my lips right. 'Paris.' My lips twisted up in a small smirk.

       'My wife wants to honeymoon in France. Not a bad choice. You'll never forget it, honey. I promise you.'

       I flung my phone on the mattress. I didn't need to tell Jared what he should do next.

       I rushed to the washroom. I needed to catch my flight. I couldn't take her blue eyes out of my mind when I was going to kiss her. 

       I showered with cold water. I needed to get rid of her. She couldn't be my center. I was kissing her but my wife was in my mind. I couldn't stop myself from roaming my gaze on her. She was looking like a doll in her silky short nightdress. That was for me. She's for me. I've changed my mind. I was thinking of her to be a rich, spoiled arrogant brat, but she's intelligent, beautiful. A perfect combination for me. You have managed to get away from here. But you can't escape from me. My dear wife! '

        A proud smirk appeared on my lips. I grabbed a black designer suit. 

       'I'm coming for you, Wife! I haven't felt determination before for a woman. But for her! I should thank my father. Running away, you've given me a new aim.'

       I headed out of the hotel. The manager nodded at me. I nodded back. Jared was already waiting for me there with my car. I took the back door. The media was waiting for us to come out of the hotel. After our first night! 

       'Perhaps! She wouldn't have done this if I hadn't invited that woman. I've never felt guilty before. I don't wanna consider her thoughts. She must be hurt. If not hurt, at least angry. I would like to make her mine. '

       "Good morning, sir." He said with no expression on his face. 

       I arched my brows, "Did you get more information about her?" I advanced my hand to grab my keys from his hand. 

       "Yes, sir." He took out a black tablet from under his coat and handed it to me. 

       I stopped. My jaw hardened and my fingers tightened over it. 

       'I f****** love her chestnut brown hair. She colored them blonde. How dare she! First, she came uninvited to my room. Then she clicked my pictures with her, and now this! You'll pay for it, dear wife.' My jaw hardened.

      Exasperatedly, I sat behind the wheel. Jared hurried to the passenger seat. I accelerated the car to the airport. 

      'Wait for me, wife. You won't like - what's going t

o come for you?'