The first night.

"Ugh!"

I was so tired after the wedding, and God! does my ankles hurt.

I stretched myself in the king-sized bed while being grateful that it was all finally over.

"You did well my lady, would you like a cup of tea, milk, or water to help you relax?"A maid asked as she watched my exhausted form laying on the bed.

"I'll have the milk please."

"Alright, my lady." The maid replied and exited the room.

"You girls are excused," I said as I became irritated by the maids who were still in the room with panicked expressions on their faces.

They remained rooted to the spot and this further irked me, they looked like they wanted to say something but were hesitant to do you.

"Do you have something to say?" I asked, now sprawled on the bed, my gaze moving from one maid to the next.

"My l-lady we need to prepare you for..." One of the maids managed to say as she let her words trail off.

I couldn't understand why they were afraid of me, well if it was their boss then it was understandable but I wasn't their employer I was just his wife but that wasn't enough reason for them to be so afraid of me to the point that they were trembling.

They wanted to prepare me for what? a night with their boss? I couldn't help but wonder what their reaction would be if they knew their boss wasn't going to spend the night with me.

"You girls can leave, I can handle things from here" I ordered with an authoritative voice which they could not help but heed.

They gave me one last glance and with a bow, they hesitantly exited the room.

Once the door to the room was closed, I felt like I could finally breathe, I was never one to use an authoritative tone on people and so the whole thing was new to me but I figured I had to get used to it, that is if I wanted to survive in this family.

I couldn't stand up due to exhaustion so I moved my gaze around the room in scrutiny.

As my eye studied every single portion of the room it all felt like it was just a dream, it was luxuriously decorated maybe to the extreme, and the room was so wide and beautiful, if not for how lavish it looked, I would have said it was designed to my taste but I couldn't help but wonder if it was purposely, then I shoved the thought away, how could that man know my taste.

It was all clear to me now, it didn't matter what anyone said, that man without a doubt had to be the richest in the city, with the way he could spend money like he had an endless supply of it, this wedding had to be the most extravagant wedding of the century.

I lay leisurely on the bed as my thought suddenly drifted back to him.

I couldn't believe it, I was a married woman and married to no one but the cold-hearted CEO.

That man did things to me that I couldn't explain,

I felt a blush creep to my cheek upon remembering our kiss on the altar.

He was truly shameless, well I guess being shameless ran in their family.

"Such a shameless bastard" I mumbled pulling a pillow close to me, as I lay on my belly, I hide my face in the pillow remembering how embarrassed I was after the kiss, I could barely even look at anyone in the face after that ordeal.

"And who's the shameless bast*rd"

My eyes widened and I snapped my head backward, and there he was, staring at me with those odd yet beautiful eyes that reminded me of an icy landscape.

His goldlike hair was slightly wet like he had just recently come out of the shower, with some of it lapping on his face, but yet he look so breathe taking that I found it hard to breathe.

How could a human being be so unrealistically handsome? but then again was he really human at that moment I felt my face become redder by the second.

I let my gaze travel downwards and that was when I noticed he was dressed in a very long red night robe coupled with pants, the robe displaying his beautifully Sculptured muscular physique in the middle, though it was slightly dark I could still visibly see his features.

Wait the room was dimly lit, when was the light dulled down, the room had been somewhat bright some moments ago, or was I just imagining things

I gulped down saliva, moving my gaze back to his face.

"M-Mr Morgan, why are you here?" I asked, ignoring his question as I forced myself to keep my eyes fixed on his face, I didn't want to let him know, his presence affected me but his gaze on me was so, intense that it felt like it bore into my soul.

I felt my heart racing in my ears and my face red probably as a tomato.

He kept his gaze fixed on me, studying me with his silver-gray eye, a glimmer of something sinister in them, Why did they seem darker than they usually were, or was it just me imagining things?

I could only stare back at him unable to gauge his intentions, then he pulled off his robe and slowly approached me without permission our eyes still fixed on each other.

His toned muscular physique became visible, taking my breath away.

In the blink of an eye, he already had me trapped on the bed, two strong hands gripping my hands and pinning them above my head.

How had he gotten so close so fast?

I snapped my head upwards, only to meet his piercing gaze, which sent a wave of fright and excitement across my body at the same time.

I forgot to breathe with how close our faces and bodies were, so close that I could feel the warmth of his skin.

I moved my gaze away from him not being able to look into his eye, just looking into his eyes made me feel things.

"Let me go, "I said, with all the resolve I could muster as I continued to remind myself that this was the face of the enemy.

" Is that really what you want?"He questioned, his voice low and husky, like a drug I couldn't get enough of, it also portrayed that cold glint it usually had but for some reason, I felt there was something different about it today.

His question echoed in my head, was that really what I wanted?

Perhaps I wanted something more, no I wanted his hands all over me but that was not the logical part of me, this had to be my hormones reacting, yes it had to be, I would never feel anything for the enemy.

"He lifted my chin almost harshly, forcing me to gaze into his eye after which he took my lips with his.

His actions shocked me, making to stiffen in fear and excitement, his hands coming to my hips, and the once soft kiss slowly intensifying.

I fell into the intoxicating feeling, which felt more intense by the second, his whole body pressed against me sending a tingling sensation down my stomach.

A low moan escaped my lips.

What was this? I told myself I would avoid anything that would make me feel such intense emotions, anything that would make me lose my mind.

My brain told me to push him away but my body wanted to do the exact opposite.

Unfortunately, my body decided for me, my hands went to his thick soft hair, deepening the kiss and our lips played in a fiery game.

His free hand slowly traveled over her curves, stopping for a moment on my waist before moving down to my hip.

Oh! Lord, I wanted him to touch me all over me.

His lips continued to skillfully kiss and nibble, and his mouth moved down from my neck to my collarbone and then to my chest, leaving a prickle of fire on my skin.

At this point, I didn't know when he untied the strap on my nightgown.

He trapped onto my hips and push me harder into his body, I felt myself drowning in an ocean of pleasure, his hand then slipped under my dress and caressed me to heights that were both frightening and exciting.

Heat built between my legs and l wrapped my legs around his waist, bringing him closer like I was scared that he would disappear.

I arched back and bit my lip to suppress a moan as he slowly worked further up my neck, closing my eye as I was drowning in an ecstasy of pleasure.

He grabbed the back of my head and claimed my lips in a hungry kiss, his tongue moving all through my mouth and his hands all over my body.

His kiss then turned from sweet to intense, to painfully wild and it was almost bruising my lips then I felt him tighten his hand around my neck.

" What did I say about being one step ahead of the enemy?" He leaned into my ear and whispered in his raspy voice, his breath sending shivers down my spine.

"Ah.." I shrieked and my eye shot open, I felt my heart beating louder than ever but not due to excitement but out of fear as I looked at the red eye of the man before me.

His gaze was cold, sharp, and piercing just like his voice.

"Stop....please..." I begged, not being able to breathe as his grip around my neck tightened.

"You shouldn't play with fire wife" He stated, pulling away to gaze into my eye." Or you might get burned."

As I stared into his eye, I could see the fire in them, with his now blood-red eyes boring into my soul.

Suddenly, the scenery changed, and I was pinned to the wall with his hand around my neck, effortlessly holding me in place, with a light smirk playing on his lips.

Then I gasped, waking up from what felt like a nightmare, I gently touched my neck while still remembering the experience so vividly.

I was so caught up in my world that a voice pulled me back to reality.

"You're finally awake"

The voice was one I had become familiar with, a voice that sent shivers down my spine especially when it was this low and raspy.

I moved my eye to the left and there I saw the silhouette of a man in the dark seated majestically on a chair with what looked like a glass of red wine in his hand.

He excluded such a lethal aura that all I wanted to do was run away but I remained on the spot, reminding myself that it was all a dream.

"W-what are you doing here?" I uttered as I clenched the harem of my dress."In my room" I added, keeping my gaze fixed solidly on him.

"Your room?" He muttered, gazing at me intently with those eyes that left me trapped in them.

At that moment it all came flooding in.

This wasn't my room but his, I almost facepalmed myself, before the wedding we had discussed staying in the same room for the first night as wedding couples, it was all part of the act to make the whole thing believable so after the wedding, I had gone to take a nice relaxing bath, before I would arrive as I was exhausted I had asked the maids to leave but wasn't aware when I slept off in the bathtub.

My eye suddenly snapped down and I wrapped it in a towel that I never remembered wrapping around my body.

Lord, please let it not be what I'm thinking.

I felt the heat rise to my cheeks, taking a deep breath I summoned enough courage to look him in the eye.

Ba-dump, Ba-dump, Ba-dump.

"D-Did you b-bring me here" I cursed as my words came out with a stammer.

"Yes" Came his curt reply, like he couldn't be bothered, his intense gaze taking in my every action.

I looked away from him in embarrassment, I felt my face boil in anger as I clenched the sheets pulling them over my body.

What did he take me for? or was it that he had no respect for one's privacy? He could have just called the maids or better still woke me up.

"The maids dressed you up and I brought you here," He said as if reading my mind.

I felt relief wash through me at his words, why couldn't he have given a better explanation from the beginning, instead of getting me to make assumptions? but then again I'm sure he couldn't be bothered to explain.

At that moment I suddenly realized how recked the room was, there were broken vases and ceramics everywhere, and some tables were turned over the room looked like a total mess.

"What happened?" I couldn't help but ask as I subconsciously drew back in fright, was I that much of a heavy sleeper that I didn't even notice when the room became this recked or was I just exhausted?

"A little something to make our romance more convincing" He paused for a moment before adding."Right about now we're supposed to be having the most fervent night of our lives."

I felt my eye widen in the understanding of his words.

"Is this really necessary?" I thought outwardly.

"You'll be surprised how inexorable my family could be." He said, standing up and placing the glass of wine on the table after which he walked towards the balcony.

When he stepped into the light, I felt my breath hitch, why did the man have to be so inhumanly handsome?

He had nothing covering his upper body, which displayed a hard muscular physique, he looked like a sculpture that I found it difficult to look away from him.

"Three minutes" he announced pulling me from my thoughts. "Get dressed." He ordered while keeping his back faced to me, resting his hands in his trouser pocket.

I immediately sprang up from the bed in search of a night dress.

"Umm," I started when I realized, all my clothes had not been transferred to his residence yet and the new dresses I had were all back in my room" I have nothing to wear."

For a moment I thought he didn't hear me and I was about to speak again when he finally broke the silence.

"Third drawer by the right, it's the only clothing your size."

I looked through the drawer, only to find a pile of large T-shirts and I picked one and wore it, I wasn't comfortable wearing a man's clothing but I had no other choice I had to make due plus it was better than the towel, I wasn't wearing anything underneath which made the situation a lot difficult.

"I'm done."

He turned around giving me a quick look before he moved to seat back on his chair.

The shirt just went mid-thigh of course I wasn't expecting a compliment from him or was I?

I moved back to the bed it was then I noticed the pétals of roses scattered on the bed and around it.

"Roses" I mumbled. I knew this wasn't his doing so it had to be his family.

His family rends to go the extra mile I see.

"I suppose this is your family's doing"

He didn't reply immediately taking his sweet time."My family tends to be extra" was the only thing could say.

He suddenly stood up taking me by surprise as he strode towards me.

"What are you doing?" I asked but he ignored me and leaned in trapping me in his hands, I felt his hot breath behind my ear giving me a light brush and within some seconds he pulled away with a pillow in his hand.

"What were you excepting?" He asked as tilted his head slightly and towered over me." Did you think I would touch you?"

I didn't know what to say in reply, perhaps I thought he wanted to but I still had different thoughts in my mind.

"Rest assured, I don't force myself on women."

"And why should I believe you, because you're a gentleman?"

"If I wanted to fuck you, you would already be pinned to my bed by now."

I felt my heart skip a beat as I watched him lay on the bed next to me, closing his eye.

I shifted my body till I lay at the edge of the bed, the very presence of this man did things to me that I couldn't explain, at that moment I couldn't help but wonder how it got to this.

Well, it all started six months ago when I saved a life.