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

     'Sorry, Si. Mark's mother is sick. I couldn't call you as it was early morning when I boarded the plane. I'll call you, reaching there. I have already called dad. Message back!'

      I reread the message. I couldn't visit her now. Gleefully, I tapped on reply. 

      'He took me on a date last night. I'm confused.' 

      I sent the message. A smile appeared on my face. Indeed, it never left me. I placed the phone back and got on my feet. 

      I was thinking about staying home today in my shorts. I walked out into the garden. My smile faded when I saw a woman walking toward the entrance. 

      She was wearing a black backless gown, her dark hair was straight, falling down her back. Her makeup was perfect. She was beautiful with a mix of royalty. Who was she? I hadn't seen her attending my wedding. 

      She ignored me and kept walking over to the door. I wanted to shout at guards. How could they let her in? 

      "Who are you?" I asked her, loudly. 

      She twirled, halting on her feet. Her waist was narrow. She looked like a model. She glowered at me, her red lips thinning. She was glaring daggers my way. What was her problem? 

       "Don't you have a sense of dress? You can't wear your night clothes on your duty," She chided me. 

       "What the f*** did you say?" I snapped angrily. How could she comment on my clothes? 

      She gasped so loudly that it made the guard's heads jerk at her, "You dolt," She clinched her purse in both of her hands and took a step forward. Was she going to hit me? 

      "Elisa," My neck turned when I heard my husband and saw him walking toward us. 

      "Edward, Darling." She said so sweetly. 

     Should I tell him she was going to hit me with her purse? 

     Her hands softened around her purse. Edward embraced her and then they kissed each other's cheeks. 

     I pursed my lips in irritation, "What the f*** is happening?" I didn't realize I had said it aloud. 

      Edward looked at me with arched eyebrows, "She's Elisa FizEmpress," He paused, raking his gaze over my face. I folded my arms over my chest. 

      "So?" She was his girlfriend. I remembered the name I read before our wedding. I was praying for her to come and ruin my wedding. Because I didn't want to marry him. I wanted her to come only on my wedding day, not today or ever. 

      "How could you hire her? Look at her attitude." She gasped again and glanced at me with a horrible expression. 

      My gaze rested on him, I glared at him, "Sienna," He said softly but with a promising warning - punishment. 

      She gasped again. How could she gasp so much? "She's your wife. How could you marry an uncouth?'' Her mouth gaped. 

      I glared back at her. A fake smile appeared on my face, " Have a good time with your Ex," I snapped and stomped away from them. 

      I was stupid. I was thinking about his feelings for me. She was insulting me and he was just staring. Bastard! Finally, showed his real color. 

      I didn't like leaving him alone with his ex but he didn't give me any choice with his ignorance toward me. 

      I stared at his car. His guard was going to lock the car, "Give me the key," I told him. 

      He hesitated. It irked me more. I advanced my feet and yanked the keys out of his hand. I unlocked his Mercedes Benz. 

      I got behind the wheels and drove away. I didn't know what my destiny would be. My eyes twinkled mischievously when I thought about damaging his car. It would take out some of my anger. But it was a beautiful car. I changed my mind immediately. 

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            I spent most of my day driving his car around. I could see all the sets of eyes on the car. I snorted with a frown. They must be expecting their king to walk out of the car and flash a breathtaking smile their way. 

      I ate street food from the cash I found in his car. I was driving back to his home. I was hoping his girlfriend must have left. I was feeling tears pressing in my eyes. I didn't cry. Why should I cry? I was busy cursing him. I was expecting him to disappear from the house. I didn't wanna face him. That'd be great for now. 

      I stared at the entrance as I pulled the car over. I climbed out, leaving the key in. The same guard trod forward. I ignored his friends that were reserved to babysit me. 

      A tear fell down my cheek and I hastily wiped it away. No matter how hard I pretended, it hurt. He did not need to see through me. Was he pushing me away for the reason he had told me? I was doubting now. 

      When I was about to step in. He stood there all tall in an Armani suit, handsome and proud.

          Philanderer! Cheat!

      I felt anger first then it was soon replaced by sadness. 

     He looked pissed. His gaze landed on me. I huffed in aggravation as I advanced. He blocked my path, "What was that?" He demanded. 

      "I thought you'd be happy to see your girlfriend. You must have enjoyed your day," I said, trying to pass. 

      He held my upper arm stopping me. His face scrunched up as he looked down at me, "She's not my girlfriend." he said. 

      "You don't need to lie. She was thinking of me as your maid. You could not correct her. I got it." I pulled my arm away. 

      He clenched it tightly. He was losing his cool. I yanked my arm more forcefully. He held my both arms and pulled me to his chest, facing him. 

      "Don't touch me, as*." I glared at him. 

      I heard someone gasping. Elisa was looking at us with round big eyes, "I can't believe she uses abusive language for you." She muttered as her hand shot to her mouth. 

      I was feeling beyond exasperation right now. I glared at her. I wanted to smack her, smash things I was so mad at my husband. Why did Aerial have to go now? When I needed her most.