Chapter 5: The Bet

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EDITED.

Just like the days before our wedding, he ignored me. This time, he'd give me the occasional 'Good Morning' and 'Goodbye' but it just stopped there. It's been almost 2 months since we married, and I've never felt so alone and miserable. I talk to my sister now and then, but she has her own life and I can't take that away from her.

I try not to think about him, but I just can't. I'd usually spend my days, burning through hot romances, cleaning, or watching anime. My life is so boring that I finished all of my paused anime, EVEN THE ONES I DROPPED. Sometimes, I wanna talk to him, but I can't help but not like him. I mean, I have every right to. He's disgusting and mean. I tried to get myself to like him so that our marriage isn't completely shit, but I guess it'll just stay this way. It makes me wonder if this is an open marriage. I walked into a kitchen to get a snack and I saw Liam there on the phone. As soon I entered, he hung up.

"No need to hang up, just trying to get some chips," I said, annoyed.

"My brother and his fiancé are coming over, you can meet them if you'd like," I was surprised. He was being nice for a change. His tone wasn't angry or demanding, wow.

"What's with the change of tone?" I asked in suspicion. For the first time since the wedding, he looked me in my eyes. His eyes are beautiful. It's like a swirl of chocolate brownies. Now I'm in the mood for some brownies. He takes a few steps closer to me.

"I'm sorry about the wedding and that day I came back from my business trip," he stepped closer. "You thought avoiding me for two months would help the situation?," I asked in anger.

"I didn't know what to do. I've done what I wanted to who I wanted my whole life and quite frankly, I haven't ever wanted to stop until that night I came back. I know this sounds pathetic, but I didn't know how to approach you," I debated if I should believe him to not, but his eyes seemed genuine.

"So what's gonna happen now? I forgive you and I'll be a whore every time I piss you off," His jaw tensed and his face showed a mix of anger and regret. "No, you're not a whore and I was stupid for thinking you were one. I apologize," I couldn't help the smile that was creeping up my face. Part of me was happy and the other part of me didn't trust him.  I didn't know if he was being truthful. I decided that I'd give him a chance for this whole house's sake.

"Truce," I put out my hand for a handshake. He smirked and snatched my hand to him, pulling me into a hug. He bear-hugged me. No, I mean LITERALLY. HE PICKED ME UP WITH HIS ARMS. I was surprised at his strength, I'm not a skinny girl. I'm 5'10 and 178 pounds. I tried to push myself off of him but this arrogant motherfucker, picked me up even higher and held me there. I looked so stupid trying to push him off of me, he's like a strong-ass Tarzan motherfucker. I couldn't help the laugh that came from my mouth.

"You're strong, I'm not exactly skinny," He gave me an even more arrogant look. "I know, I can show other ways to pick you up," he winked. That turned me all the way off. "That's my sign to continue my day," I walked out of the kitchen and I heard Liam call my name, so I turned around.

"I'll say in 3 months, you'll fall for me and I'll be picking you up and slamming myself into you every night." I gave him a chuckle. "If anything, I'll have you on your knees, begging me to fuck you," I said in a serious tone. His expression changed. It was weird; he wasn't saying anything. He just chuckled.

"Wanna bet on who does what first?" I gave him a competitive glare.

"If I win, you've gonna admit you're feelings to me. I can tell you won't be the type to speak first and I like that, but I've gotta know if you're serious or not," he let out his hand to handshake me. Oh, he's trying to hide from me I see? Or maybe he doesn't know.

"And if you lose, you've gotta do what I want you to when I want you to do for 2 months," I challenged. He gave me a dirty grin. This is gonna be one way to know.

"So I'll be your slave?"

"Yes, you will," I replied. "I guess it's a win, win," he chuckled. My eyes widened. I was only kidding about making him my slave. I think I might like this, a lot.

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