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

       I opened the door and jumped out, "I would have smacked you if you aren't pregnant," I told her. 

       She giggled, "Stop threatening me," She embraced me, "Dad?" She asked. 

      "I left him with Andria," I told her. 

      She nodded and grasped my hand, pulling me with her. Mark stayed next to my husband. I glanced back, "Are they friends?" I asked.   

      "Not exactly, but I'm glad they're not enemies. But they do business together," She said. 

       I found her statement really weird but I couldn't question her. All questions faded in my mind when I glanced up at the grand hall. The white marble structure was shining proudly. 

       "Now, tell me everything," She said, turning to me. She sat on the white leather couch and pulled me down with her. 

       I shook my head, "Do you know? What have you done?" I asked her. 

       "I hurt dad," She lowered her head, sadness could be seen from afar on her face. 

       "Not just that. You decided to leave us." I told her. 

       "Haven't you left us, Si?" She lifted her chin. 

       "I got married. I wanted you to go..." 

       "No," She sighed, "Dad won't accept him ever," she said. 

       "Why? He looks decent," I asked. 

       She arched her brows, "First, you." She whispered, bringing her face closer. 

       Someone cleared his throat. Our heads jerked at the entrance. I got on my feet. Edward held his hand, motioning me to halt. 

       Aerial pulled me down again, " I'll pick you up in the evening," He said. 

       "Um, ok," I said. I didn't know what to say when she was asking me to tell her everything. 

       "I'll be going too," Mark said. 

       "Alright," She whispered.   

      They left the hall. But something else caught my attention. There were people, strong giant-looking people, "Who are they?" I asked. 

       "Guards," She breathed out. 

       "Why inside the house?" I asked. 

       "Marcus trusts them. Not a big deal," She rolled her eyes. 

       There was no reason I was going to discuss my secrets in front of them, "Hey!" I said out loud. I had already told her everything. 

       She looked at me with wide eyes and held my hand tightly, "Stop, what are you doing?" She asked in a whisper. 

       "I want privacy," I told her and turned to look at them. They were looking back at me. I held myself from running away under their harsh gaze, "Can't you give us some privacy?" S***! I wasn't supposed to ask like this. I should tell them just to do it. 

       "Impossible Queen," one of them said in a mocking voice. He laughed loudly. 

       "They are ill-mannered. How could Mark allow them in?" I gasped. He was still laughing. 

       His companion backhanded him on the stomach. He stopped laughing and rolled his eyes and stood up walking near the window. 

       "We can't leave ma'am alone," he said politely. 

      "She's not alone. I'm with her." I told them. 

      " Should we accept..."

      "Enough, Adam." He glared at him. 

      Adam shrugged his shoulders with a boring expression and looked out of the window again

      "Sorry, ma'am. Strict orders from boss." He said and turned his gaze away. 

      "Rommy is my bodyguard." She said.  

      "You look okay with that," It was unbelievable. I would do what Edward would ask me to do instead of having bodyguards around me. I hardly see Edward with guards, "Now tell me," She said, 

       I'm not comfortable telling them anything around them." I said. 

       She thinned her lips and got on her feet, "Come," She held my wrist bending as I turned my confused eyes at her. 

      "Where?" I asked her. 

      "In my room." She said. 

      "Your room. " I asked in shock. 

      "Yes, " She said. 

      "You mean you don't share a room," I asked. 

      "We do," She said. 

      Her answer was more confusing, "Then, how could it be your room?" I asked. 

      "Our room, " Her voice echoed in the hallway. The walls were light rosy pink and no picture over them. 

      She opened the door of her room and closed it behind us. My gaze rested on the king-size bed. She yanked me again, leading to the white couch, "You seem strong." I pulled my wrist and rubbed the place where her fingers were clenching my wrist. 

        "Sienna, you need to tell me. Everything." She demanded. 

       "I don't know how to tell." That was true. It was an unsettling topic. 

       "Start from the starting," She said, patting the back of my hand. 

      I sighed, looking down at my feet, "On our wedding night, he booked separate rooms for us and he was with another woman."

       "What the f**k. I'll kill him." Her face turned red with anger, "You told me that. Next?" Her lips flattened in a thin line. 

       I chuckled and it was my turn to pat the back of her hand. Her angry gaze turned to me and she snorted at my smiling face, "He did not sleep with her. It was just pretentious to push me away." 

       "How do you know he didn't sleep with her?" She asked with a frown. 

       "I just know. I planned my trip. Alone. I met her in the hallway. She told me that my husband was da** hottie and how desperate she was to sleep with him." I chuckled. 

       "Didn't you pull her hair for staying in the same room with your husband?" She asked.

       "I want to," I muttered.

       "Why would he do that? I mean look at you," She glanced at me. 

       "We don't want this wedding," I told her. 

       "We? I thought. It was only you." 

       I shook my head, " I clicked his pictures with her and sent them to our parents." I told her.