To Kill or Not to Kill?

Chapter - 6

To Kill or Not to Kill?

‘This man is going to get killed by my hands if he touches me once again!’

I was walking with my now husband and I swear to God, in my whole life never have I ever cursed a person this much within a matter of five minutes as much as I have cursed this man standing right here beside me.

From the moment we had excused ourselves to head towards our hotel room, to get changed for the party, his hand has never let go of my waist. All the way to the elevator, he has been torturing me with the tight grip he has on me which will surely leave a mark.

“ Congratulations to the beautiful couple. Wow, you both are looking so good together. ”

On the way to the elevator, the couple was stopped at various points by many of the guests who wanted to convey their blessings to them and congratulate them. What pissed Elina was the compliments they were getting like being so cute, lovely, so in love, together etc.

“ How the hell are we looking ‘so in love’ to each and every person we are meeting! I just don’t get it! “

I was at the verge of tearing my hairs apart at this point. If any other person I meet will say the same thing, I will really, like really really, cut him into pieces. Not quite literally, I am a very calm and patient person in daily life. But this is seriously testing my patience level.

I hear a snickering sound beside me and I know very well who the heck is this person. I turn my head ninety degrees to glare at the said person who is more interested in the paintings adorning the walls of the hallway more than it was a few seconds ago. I glare at him and I swear to god if looks could kill, this man would have been dead quite a long time ago. 

“ What are you so happy about? “

I sneered at Adrian who still had his arms tightly wrapped around my waist. I had stopped struggling with him about his hands around me quite a while ago but what was confusing me was the amusement in his eyes. And to be honest it was not funny at this point anymore. 

“ Stop grinning like an idiot and tell me what did you do? I know you have something to do with the way everyone is looking this happy and excited about this whole ‘lovely couple’ thing.”

“ Why do you think I have done anything? “   

“ I have known you for a very long time, mister. And I am getting these creepy vibes from you, like I don’t know how to explain this, but whenever you do anything, you have this specific look on your face. Your eyes just have this glint in them and you grin like a cheshire cat. “

Adrian, who was already grinning at this point, was now having a hard time trying not to laugh out loud which made me pout almost instantly. I was in no mood for his teasing and he was now cooing at my long face while trying to keep the smile and the grin from breaking on his face.

" You know darling, you make it hard for me to resist you so much. God, I just want to pin you here against the wall and remove that fucking pout from your face. "

' Well, that escalated quite quickly! '

I don't even know anymore what was happening around me. One moment he was grinning and teasing me with that stupid handsome face of his and the other moment he was sensually breathing in my ear. His voice thick and sensual was sending shivers down my spine. I was a second away to running from here, without even caring if it was my own wedding party anymore or not.

' God and it isn't even an hour of being married to this jerk! '

Adrian pulled me back, his grip on my waist turning tighter each second. I was almost leaning on him for support at this point. His breath was fanning directly at my nape sending me in spirals of fuzziness, his (perfume) filling my head making it difficult to breathe. As romantic as this looks from a third person's point of view, it wasn't real! All I could feel was nausea and wanted to vomit out all over him at this point!

" Shit! "

" Princess, do you feel as hot and bothered right now as I am feeling, hmm. "

'Shit! I am really feeling that in my stomach. I am about to. '

" I am really feeling hot and bothered all over right now. "

Adrian started to caress my sides sensually and held me tightly against his frame. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths to stabilize myself. The doors of the elevator opened with a 'ding' sound causing me to open my eyes and stand again with a little help from my not-so-useful husband. Adrian had almost guided us towards our 'honeymoon suite' but before he could reach out for the doors I smacked him across his head, not so hard but enough for him to get my unspoken message. Now wasn't the time to get handsy with this man child.

" Baby, what's the matter, we are already married and just a few hours later, we will be in our room. So, why not now? " 

' God give me the strength to stop my hands, that are already on his shoulders by the way, from strangling him. God forbid, even if I don't like him and would rather be single all my life than be with him, I don't want to be called 'a widow' just the day I am married. '

" Adrian Davian Walker do you have a death wish? "