She is my wife

The look on her face was priceless, "Mason what are you doing? why will you do that?" using the back of her arm to clean her mouth, my eyes narrowed, a frown marring my face.

"what am I doing?" tilting my head to the side I ask her, she stared at me for a couple of seconds before shaking her head.

"we are a married aren't we?" she shook her head in denial

"only on paper, you and I know that." this girl is making me angry, she better stop talking about our marriage being only on paper and nothing else.

"we can change it." I she shook her head, looking me in the eyes she said

"I don't want us to, what is the point when we don't love each other and I also want to meet new people, explore my life." I was going to say something but the was a knock on the door

"who is it?" I asked my eyes still on her face
"Master Mason we have visitors waiting for you downstairs." breaking eye contact with her a stood up.

"take them to my study, I'll join them shortly." I change my clothes before going my study.

"good day to you Mr Campbell," they were three in number.

"please seat." pointing my hand to the three empty seats in my study, sitting opposite to them with my hands folded I asked,

"and to what do I owe this pleasant surprise?" I asked acting ignorant like I don't know who they are and why they are here.

"we are from the immigrant company, we've been looking for a certain Miss Arrey Amaya Besong. She is Cameroonian who got here using a fake passport, we learned she is here with you." the smile on my face didn't falter, it remained on my lips.

"I believe the person you are looking for now is Mr. Arrey Amaya Campbell, she is my wife." I said looking at them.

"can you show us proof." I walk to my drawer, pull out a document and hand it over to them. it is our marriage certificate. They scan through it and gave it back to me

"can we see her?" I walk to the door where Baron has been standing on guard.

"can you please bring my wife here?" the smile on my face and the 'please' made Baron shiver in fear.

"right away." few minutes later Amaya came in, I stretched my hand for her to take and she did, placing her fragile fingers in my hand.

"good day Miss Besong-"

"Mrs Campbell." I corrected him

"ok, Mrs Campbell. I am Maximilian and I am from the immigrant company, we just found out that your passport is fake and we are here to deport you back." her eyes grew wide not because of what he said but because I circled my hands round her, one above her breast and the other on her waist. She is still shy and naive.

"but Mr. Campbell here said you are married to him, is this true?" she nod

"yes, we are married." she said

"is it a contracted marriage?" my hand on her chest could feel her heartbeat increase.

"nn.. no it's not." she stuttered "it is not a contracted marriage, I got married out of my own freewill, I am also pregnant." the one person who has been talking since they came here hum in affirmation.

"can we see the test results?" as if on cue, Baron came holding the test results in his hands, he handed it over to them, they look at it and gave it back.

"ok, it seems so. Congratulations to the both of you, we will be on our leave." they stood up to go

"Baron be kind enough to show our guests out." he took them out of my study, I turn Amaya to look at me, her heart was still pounding in her chest.

"calm down Mrs Campbell, everything is over. Your fully a citizen of America." she took in deep breaths, "your nervousness almost gave us out"

"let's go back to the room" holding her hand we head to the room.

"is it over?" came her little voice,

"yes it is my dear wife." she gave me a light glare which caused me to chuckle.

"don't call me your wife." this is one of the reasons why I love her, she is fierce but cute.

"but you are my wife, aren't you?" her glare didn't lower, it only increased

"Mason can you stop joking with me? I want to get this over and done with." her voice was laced with hurt.

"who said I was joking? let's get you to the room to rest, I don't want you.." before I could complete my sentence, she passed out.

"this is what I was talking about." carrying her to the room, I lay her gently on the bed with a pillow under her head before calling the doctor.

"it is normal she will be passing out like this especially when she is stressed so make sure you keep her away from work and let her be at ease." instruct the doctor.

"urg" i heard her grunt not wasting a moment, I went to her side.

"are you ok?" she nods, using this opportunity I decided to ask.

"Doctor when you say she doesn't have to stress, does it mean she cannot run a business now?" I gave him a look. Though i said she can work, i still haven't fully accepted.

"yes she cannot, i'll advise that she doesn't and this moment, it will be good for you to have sex on regular basis, this will help her in time to give birth." this is one of the best things he has ever said apart from announcing that Amaya is pregnant.

The look on her face now is priceless, "of course doctor. My Butler will see you out" Baron who has been waiting outside took the doctor out of the room and my house.

"you should rest wife, we don't want you passing out again. You've got medicines to take too but that will be later." I had a smirk on my face

"I will do everything the doctor said apart from the sex part." she lay back down and close her eyes to sleep.

"we will see about that." I muttered under my breath.