Chapter Seventeen

He raised his brows staring down at her. He walked to the closet and put her down on her feet. He plucked a dark blue lacy gown and shoved in her hand, " Change in first then go to bed. " He said.
He stepped toward his clothes. She knew he'd not leave her alone. She heaved and immediately changed in while he was shuffling his clothes. She hurried toward the door, " Amiya. " He said impassively.
' He is the dominant partner in this marriage. '
She stopped dead afraid of him. Scare was clawing her. He did not speak a word to her after returning from the club. She blinked, raising her gaze up at him.
He beckoned at the counter where two small bags were lying. She slowly sauntered toward it as he had put a bomb in it. She picked it up and peeped in it. Then she peered at him unbelievably. He was unbuttoning his shirt. She gulped hard. Memories were making her body tightened and angry at the same time. Her condition was confusingly unclear. She was liking and hating him at the same time. New feelings were torturing her when she couldn't understand them. It tormented her, making her palms sweat.
" You didn't like it " His voice made her realize that she was still looking at him.
She turned her eyes on the floor, " Thank you. " She said and hurried out of his sight.
She sat on the mattress and dug her hand inside the bag. She took out her new white iPhone. Her lips twisted in a huge smile automatically. She was missing her social apps. She lit it up. There were already two messages popped up from Gretta. She instantly clicked to open.
' Congratulations! I hope you're enjoying your new life. '
She smiled with tears and clicked on the second box.
' I'm waiting for your call. I miss you. '
Excitedly, she approached for her number. But, she stopped herself when she glanced at the clock.
' It's midnight. She must have slept. " She thought.
She dropped the idea of making a call to her instead she clicked on a reply to her message.
' I miss you too. I'll call you in the morning. Sleep tight. ' She added heart emojis and sent her immediately.
Putting her phone aside on the mattress, she took out her new laptop.
' It isn't actually mine as all this is given by him. New life, new things. '
Ethan told me he'd give me my gadgets. I grabbed an iPod and smiled.
Mistakenly, her eyes rested on him. He was leaning on the closet door. He was in black trousers. He was shirtless. His arms were folded making his well curved body more beautiful. His eyes were fixed on her, burning down on her. Her stomach suddenly churned. She fisted her hand digging her nails in her skin. He sauntered at her showing his abs. She lowered her eyes as heat was seeping through her cheeks. She squinted at him. He extended his hand. She bit her lip. Apprehensively, she put her hand in his hand.
' If this night will be like last night, I want it. Her inner voice yelled at her. '
' Shit! What's wrong with me? '
" You'll not go out of the house without informing me. You're my responsibility. I should know where you are if you're not home. " He said, crawling his hand on the silk on her back.
" Yes, " She shyly replied to him.
He was so close that their lips were inches apart. Involuntarily, she looked in his eyes. She could see lust. His thumb was rubbing on her back. She was in disbelief as she was liking him. She was liking his touch. It was feeling so true and right. He tugged her toward him, " Why didn't you scold me today? " She asked in a meek voice.
" I can tell It wasn't you. " He said and kissed her cheek softly.
Unable to utter anything, she kept her eyes down on his curved muscly chest, " Did you take your pill. " He whispered.
" Y-es. '' she hardly spoke it. He was talking about the birth control piles. He told her after their first night. That lady doctor on the plane had come to check her. She prescribed it. If she would have known it. She must have jumped from the plane at that time. But she was liking it with him.
He stepped back and picked up the laptop, phone and other stuff, placing it on the nightstand. He plopped on the mattress. Impassively, he forwarded his hand offering her, " You can deny. I'll not force you like last night. Let's have a fresh start. " He said with his lusty eyes although his face was expressionless.
But all the emotion building up inside her was a dangerous sign, because she knew exactly what it meant. Her stomach was giving flips. A little unwillingly and strongest willingly, she put her hand in his hand.
He wrapped his arm around her waist, " Tell me about your hobbies. " He asked her.
She swivelled her neck and smiled, " Are you sure? " She asked.
" Hm, tell me. " He demanded but his voice was soft.