Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (best electronic book reader .txt) 📖

       My head jerked back at her. I actually glared at her. Which was totally unexpected. 

        "I felt the same when you spoiled my date. You're doing me a favor and inviting me to your house for dinner. With James." She blushed. 

        "Impossible, we ate together with family. My mother-in-law and father-in-law would be there too." I told her, shaking my head. 

       "Geez, girl! This royal family," She made a face and pulled me toward the door, "I think I have to go home alone," She said, glancing at the door, parting her lips, "Edward is so handsome. You're so lucky." She squealed in excitement. 

       My stomach flipped, hearing his name. I spun and he was walking toward me. My heart began to beat in my chest. 

      "See you around," Aerial hugged me before walking to the exit. She waved at my husband. She could talk about my husband in a flirty tone. But I trusted her that she would never betray me like him. 

        "Sienna," His voice was slow and menacing. He wrapped me in his arm and pulled me into a small kiss. 

        "I'll go home with my friend," I tried to take a step back. 

        His hand tightened around me, "You won't," He said. 

       I stared at him unbelievably, "She's my only sibling and best friend. I'm not out with a handsome guy," I retorted. 

       His features were explaining he was pissed off, "Why are you mad? I wasn't doing anything as you did on our wedding night." I would never forget it and wouldn't even let him forget. He should not disrespect our marriage like this.

        His nostrils flared, "What are you doing out without telling me?" He growled. 

       "You didn't own me, " I snapped and tried to push away. He was still standing holding me to his chest in a public place.

       The corners of his lips lifted up in an arrogant smirk, "I have owned every inch of your body and soul," He said huskily. 

       My stomach flipped. My insides melted. I schooled it behind my anger, "I will go wherever I want to go, with my friend, with strangers. I'll do what I want to do" I pushed on his chest. 

        My stomach flipped, feeling his muscles under my fingers. Our gaze locked. I could feel, he could read my thoughts. 

        Without a word, he tugged me toward the door. The valet was already holding the door open for us. 

       His car was already parked in front of the entrance. The valet opened the door. He put pressure on my lower back. With a heavy sigh, I got in the car. He didn't allow me to say goodbye to my father and uncle. 

       My eyes followed him as he walked around the car. His hands were clenched. I looked straight as he opened the door and sat in. He closed the door with a loud thud. He was in a sour mood. 

      I glanced at him. His expressions were schooled, "You could go home with James." He said. 

     "You don't need to come here on a special note. Aerial was going to drop me." I said. 

     "I don't know, where's my wife, what does she do?" He grasped the steering wheel tightly. 

     "You're the one doing this to me. So stop blaming me," I said angrily. 

     "You won't ever forget that. " He asked, his jaw set tight. 

     "Never," I retorted. 

     He exhaled softly, "I didn't want to be in an arranged marriage. I didn't do all this to push you away but to the unknown girl. I could say this for you too. It was written all over your face that you did not want this too." He paused. 

     "Yes, you changed your mind after knowing that I am untouched. Now you're finding a way to mend everything, trying to mould everything according to your need." I said in exasperation. 

      "I didn't know you then," He said. 

      "You just love my body. You'll get fed up one day and push the divorce papers in my hands." I snapped, looking away from him. 

      "We've signed the prenup. No f****** divorce," He said every word slowly. His voice couldn't hide his anger behind his schooled expression. 

       He drove in silence. I dared to look at him. I could glimpse his white knuckles. So I did not think to argue with him. He could do anything. 

        I rushed into the house when he pulled over the car, I didn't glance back. I clenched my purse tightly in both of my hands. 

         I inhaled a deep sigh, reaching into the room. I stumbled on my feet when he whirled me, gripping my arm. His expression was blank, eyes cold, "Do you still think I love your body?" He asked, nudging his nose. 

        "I don't know," I whispered. I roamed my eyes over his face. I should say yes but I couldn't think of hurting him. 

        His brows furrowed. He had invested in my father's company. If he wanted he could ruin everything in a few minutes. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. 

       "See you in the evening," He said and left the room. 

      I stared at his back with an open mouth. No kiss! No hug! What was he trying to prove? Whatever it would be, I shouldn't fall for his trap.