Bet It

Chapter forty-three
Henry
I stop and continue to stare at her. She didn't know I was in.
She continues to cream her body.
I take the opportunity to check her out. Her slender and clear skin. It seems like she has arse. Though, I'm unable to look at her chest.
But she has a figure-eight shape. I feel like touching her. I suddenly feel like feeling her skin with my hands.
For now, I've not seen how Hattie looks like being naked but I love how Jayde looks like.
Fuck! She's not Hattie, she's Jayde.
I'm not supposed to be thinking like this. I can't even think like that towards Hattie, talkless of Jayde.
Jayde is an imposter!
Aside from that, I'm not supposed to love Hattie.
I turn around and knock on the door slightly.
"OMG! You scared me!" She screams, "What are you doing here?"
" Can I turn around," I say instead, ignoring her question?
"Yes," she stammers.
When I look at her, she looks away and I can feel the blush on her cheeks. I can't believe she's blushing.
"Why are you here?"
I walk towards her, "I wanted a picture of us together. My dad wants it so he would be able to confirm that you are finally here."
She smiles, " Ok, I will get dressed and let you know."
I smirk, my eyes watch her. I can always take a picture like this. This will give my father the strict expression that he shouldn't meddle with my marriage.
I pull the tie off slowly as I walk closer.
Jayde looks up slowly, her eyes went darker and wider, "What are you doing?"
I ignore her and continue to move near her. I unbutton my shirt slowly, my eyes monitoring her every movement.
"Move back!" She yells as realization dawns on her.
I grin and take off my shirt.
She turns back to run into the bathroom but I catch hold of her left hand and pull her back to me quickly.
She gasps when she collides with my chest, the towel slip from her body slowly.
I can feel her body tense as I grip her arse slowly.
She gasps out, and I take in my lower lip, enjoying the game I'm playing.
She struggles to pull back and when I didn't answer, she arch her leg and kick me on my dick.
I scream aloud and recoil away. Pain shoot through me at the action. My heartbeat increases drastically.
I manage to look up at her. It feels like my breathing would stop soon. They seem to be stuck in my throat.
A sudden headache hits in.
The towel has been wrapped around her now.
"What the fuck did you just do?" I scream at her, anger seeping through it. I have goosebumps now, the pains coursing through me are unbearable.
"You were trying to_," she stops slightly and looks away.
I feel a sudden surge of anger, "You were supposed to be my wife!"
She went silent for a while. I look through my trouser at my dick. Damn! It hurts so much just holding it.
"We were on a contract marriage. We might have the first night together but that doesn't mean we can exploit each other like this."
" Like what?" I look up at her again, confused.
She's right anyways. I was wrong most especially. I knew she wasn't Hattie. I shouldn't have treated her like one. Damn! I shouldn't have tried to look at her.
I shouldn't have pulled her closer. But well, she has Hattie's face and she did pretend to be Hattie. I don't think it's my fault.
"I'm sorry," she says softly.
I watch her for a while, unbelievably.
"Are you that hurt?" She bends over me and looks at me worriedly.
"I'm not?" I yell again and watch her wince, "how can I not be when I'm having so much pain down there."
She pouts, " I'm so sorry!"
" If you are then you must help me."
She raises questioning brows, " How?"
I look down at my trouser, "There. You are the wife after all!"
She stares at me unbelievably, "Are you out of your fucking mind?" She screams suddenly, startling me. My heart almost burst out of my heart.
"Then should I let everyone know we barely do this? Even on my honeymoon?"
She takes in her lips and chews nervously, " Please, can't I do something else?"
I smile now, the pains easing away already. But well, I think I like this game. I think I like having this with Jayde.
This is the number one thing I didn't see with Hattie. I think this is the reason why I can't seem to tell Jayde the truth I've found out about her.
"There is," I watch the smile on her face. That seems to please me too well, "Touch it," I say.
Her eyes narrow and I can feel her tense, her sexy eyes watch me.
"Touch it or I will report it!"