Married To My Bully by Sakshi C (rosie project TXT) 📖

" Take an appointment first," he dismissed me as if I was some beggar asking him for money and sauntered off to his car. That was outrageous. I stomped over to him and whirled him around by his arm. 

"Will you knock it off now? All I am asking you is to put a little more money in your own company that will benefit you if the business starts picking up," I emphasized the word "you" and "your" so that he understands what I am saying is for his own good. 

All I received in return was a threatening glare. He took an intimidating step towards me and spoke in a rough tone, "last I checked this company is being run by you. So It's more yours than mine. You wanted this, right? You know what, I'll invest more in it when I'll feel like it, right now, I don't see any reason. Now get out of the way and stop wasting my precious time for such frivolous issues," he forcefully pulled his arm away from my hold and climbed into his car. I was knocked back by his words. Did he really not care about his own company that must have cost me thousands of dollars? I was miffed but more than that I was knocked back by his behavior.

I saw him starting the engine and that's when it hit me that he wasn't going to ask me to sit. So I quickly rounded the car and unlatched the door to the passenger seat. I dived in and made myself comfortable next to him.

"What are you doing?" he asked annoyed.

"What do you think. You are going home so am I. Thought its better to tag along with you than wait for a cab." I said casually and leaned back into the headrest.   

He murmured something under his breath. I tried to catch it but couldn't really understand. So I shrugged and closed my eyes while he started driving. My mind wandered back to the moment we had shared in the morning. I still couldn't believe I had him drop his guards even for a minute. He was looking so vulnerable at that moment. So approachable and adorable. I wondered what would have happened had Shirley not disturb us. A jolting shudder ran through me thinking of the possibilities. 

My memories of the morning got assailed when I remembered Shirley and her confounding reaction. It had me intrigued beyond measure but I was a little afraid too. The hateful glance she threw me before leaving the room was unsettling. I opened my eyes when he shut the engine off and alighted the car. I followed suit.

He made his way to his room whereas I went inside the kitchen to check the food. I heated up the food for him and then went to my room to get freshen up. 

After getting fresh I came downstairs and ate my share of food. Alex had already eaten his. 

After that, I went back to bed, tired and sleepy. 

The next day I woke up with a start when I found Alex sitting in a chair and watching me sleeping. His wide arms were sprawled over the arms of the chair and his legs were crossed. He looked like a king ready to announce his verdict. I jolted up in a sitting position and rubbed my eyes to confirm what I was seeing wasn't a dream. He stayed put not bother at the slightest. 

" You want me to invest in your company," he said in his husky tone while tilting his head to the side. The man had no idea how hot he looked when he did that. 

I nodded. 

" I'll do that. But I have some conditions," he said in his business tone. The tone that would have made Eskimos buy ice from him but not me. I knew him better.  

I pulled my brows together and eyed him with suspicion. 

"What conditions?" I asked doubtfully. 

"There's just one. You'll have to work as my personal slave for one month," he smirked.                                    "What?" I almost yelled, completely baffled by his condition.

"You heard me," his confidence remained intact.

"Have you lost it," my tone walked the line between bitterness and increduility

He rolled his eyes and sat up straight. 

"Tell me are you up for it?" his impenetrable eyes scrutinized my expression. 

"Hell no," I answered with as much conviction I could gather. He smirked at my reply and leaned back. 

"You realize that the company is going to collapse in no time if not helped financially. And the blame for that will be on you. You'll become the reason because of which many will lose their livelihood," his eyes then slipped down my body and stopped at my chest area. I followed gis gaze and foundmy cleavage was showing. 

His gaze lingered at my breasts unashamedly. I pulled up the comforter and it was then he clenched his jaw and averted his gaze.    

"The reason will be you," I fired back. 

"Don't put it on me. I gave you a way out. Besides this company is being run by you, Siren. You'll be the one to bear the brunt," he peered at me through his steeple fingers.  

"You have time until the breakfast. Think it through," he got up from the chair and leisurely strolled out of my room.   

I was screwed.