(Leigh’s POV) Georgia giggled. “I know you’re on speaker mode right now, boss. Please don’t give the beautiful girl beside you any negative thoughts about you and me.” I wriggled, but Alex did not only wrap his arms around my body, but his legs also seized my lower body like a snake ready to squeeze me. I gave all my strength, but I could not escape from him, and Alex seemed to be enjoying and loving our position because he could freely plant kisses on top of my head. “Ha! Ha!” he said as if mocking her. “Thank you, and yes, right now, she’s beside me, and I’m ready to devour her in this early morning.” She guffawed, and then we heard the honking of a car. Is she driving? “Trying to make me jealous, boss?” she asked, and the way she said it, she seemed

(Leigh’s POV)   “Are you crazy? You want me to get you pregnant, and then I lose all my rights as the father?” Alex said angrily.   I burst out laughing. I tried to speak, but I choked as tears rolled down my cheeks, unsure if it was because I wanted to cry or laugh at my joke.   “You find humor in that, Kayleigh?” He snarled at me. I could see he was clenching his fists as he tried to control his anger, but before he could stand up, I held his two hands to stop him from getting out of the tub.   “My god, Alex, we’re getting serious,” I chuckled softly. “And I was curious how you would react because I’ve seen this in the movie many times, but wow!” I shook my head, wiping my tears. “Woah! I didn’t know men would really react like that.”   “You think it’s funny that you joke about keeping the child yourself?” He growled. &

(Alexander’s POV) The grandfather clock played the melody at twelve noon, and it had been hours, but still, Leigh was not talking to me or any of her family members except for Royce and Kayla’s children. I watched her tirelessly clean her bedroom, re-arranged her already neatly folded clothes in the closets, books on the shelf, her things in the dresser, on the drawer, and by looking at her, I could easily remember where she placed things just in case she forgot where she put them. She placed her yoga mat in the living room, brought her jar, and her nephew and nieces helped her separate the colors of the pebbles. This won’t work. I have to talk to her, or she has to speak to me, or else I will go crazy. This might be normal for her family, but they have been with her for twenty-four years, but in my case, we were just married for four days. 

(Alexander’s POV) I was like crazy, pacing outside the bathroom door. I didn’t know what came to my mind for hurting her with my words, but I didn’t want to force Leigh into something she would regret in the end. She may not know it, but I promised her last night I would not let her fall deeper into this relationship. Her eyes were puffy from crying, making me feel more guilty. Kayleigh Hearst, my beautiful and full of wonders wife, who was good at hiding her feelings, was all-smiling at me as she came out of the bathroom door.   “Ready for the final act, Mr. Hearst?” She asked as she walked past me to get clothes from her closet. “Should we be sweeter?” I asked as I looked elsewhere when she dropped the towel intentionally. “Are you testing me, Leigh?” I turned around, puffing air out of my

(Leigh’s POV) Alfie whistled when he saw me. “Somebody’s read for a catfight, roar!” He handed me the folder of our set of proposals and glanced at Alex. “Good morning, Mr. Hearst!” “Just Alex, Alfie,” He corrected. “Don’t make it sound like I’m included in their business. Stay me out of it.” “Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed today,” Alfie rolled his eyes at me. “Coffee?” I shook my head, watching Alex as he sat down on the couch, taking the newspaper Alfie left when he saw us coming. “Not you,” Alfie said, puckering his lips at Alex. “I’m buying coffee at the coffee shop downstairs.” “Let me join you,” Alex told Alfie, standing up and placing the newspaper bac