Chapter Fifteen
Brianna’s POV
The ray of the sun, shone directly on my face and it made me uncomfortable, I tossed and turned trying to move away from it but it was still getting into my eyes.
I yawned tiredly as I made to sit up on the bed.
My head was banging louder than a drum, I could feel it. Sitting up I felt the whole room spin. God! What happened to me?
I looked around the room, How did I get here?
My eyes drifted to my body. Damn! I was naked again but this time I felt a good feeling inside of me. For no reason I felt that Diego wouldn’t touch me again without my permission and aside that, I didn’t feel any pain in between my legs.
I slowly crawled down the bed and walked to the wardrobe to get something to wear.
My head ached badly, I needed it to be gone.
I picked up anything I saw in the wardrobe, it was Diego’s blue shirt that looked exactly like mine, I didn’t care, he’s my supposed husband what ever is his is supposed to be mine.
I took the shirt and strapped it on my body, and quietly walked out of the room.
Where is Diego?
Why wasn’t he in the room?
I walked out the room, immediately the smell of bacon, over took my nose.
I followed the nice smell to the kitchen and met Diego cooking he had an apron on and his chest was bare, I could see his nipple from the side. His hair looked a mess and his body had water dripping from it.
So hot!
“Good morning!” He greeted with a smile on his face. Why the fuck was he smiling?
I kept mute, I wasn’t ready to talk to him I still enjoyed the silent treatment.
“Here is lime juice, for your hang over”he placed it on the kitchen counter.
I took a sit on the stool in the kitchen, as much as I didn’t want to talk to him, I was going to drink the juice. I really needed it and the juice has done nothing bad to me.
“Your friend!”He turned to face me.
What friend?
“Your friend with the blonde hair wanted to have fun with you last night”
I didn’t want to speak
“But luckily, I remembered I came to Thailand with an annoying and accusing wife so I went looking for her. And I found him and oh he was kissing you”He gave me a broad smile.
What! Josh kissed me, what else did the mother fu*ker do and why the hell is Diego acting strange.
“And when we got to the pent house you went strip. You begged me to touch you. You kissed me and tried playing with me but I was clever to not fall for you so you wouldn’t call me a rapist”.
“What….?”I managed to say.
“I would never do something like that”
“Have your juice Miss Salvador. You did do it, my only mistake was not recording it. You took of your clothes in my front and begged me to touch you and when I didn’t, you started crying and you forcefully kissed me against my will, you touched my manly parts when I was trying to help you in you wasted taste”He voice was emotionless and his face was blank as he cooked
“No! That can’t be possible”.
“I really don’t want to stay on that issue Miss Salvador. Let’s have breakfast” He pointed at the table which had some food on it while he turned the gas cooker of, dished the food and walked towards the dinning table.
I was too cold to move, this has never happened to me before, I don’t drink, I can’t handle it, I wasn’t trained to. The drinks have a bad way to ruin me
Drinks keeps causing problems for me.
“Come let’s sit and eat” his blank voice came again and I slowly got up from the chair and made way to the dinning.
My appitite was gone on hearing what I had done, my eyes were becoming watery, I was feeling to embarrassed and stupid one for letting Josh kiss me in the presence of my said husband. I was also feeling 0
stupid because of the acts I exhibited last night.
I sniffed in hard when I realized I was already tearing up.
“Your crying? Why?”he asked making me feel more stupid.
“Am sorry…. I didn’t mean any of that. I know this marriage is fake and all that but that shouldn’t give me the right to kiss another guy. I really didn’t know what I was doing, I was drunk”
“Then you shouldn’t drink when you know you can’t handle it”He kept eating.
“Am sorry” I kept apologizing.
“And for the other one I did. Am really sorry”
“What thing was that?”
“For trying to touch you last night”
“Hmm” he hummed.
I was feeling angry that I touched him, I was feeling bad that I let another man touch me while am still married to him. I’m fucking going to give Josh a piece of my mind.
He ate his food slowly and he didn’t spare me a glance. He’s angry I know.
Diego’s POV.
I loved the fact that she felt so remorsefull after I told her what she had done last night.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
I made up those other things to see how she would react. I was expecting to see her yell her head out, or run out in embarrassment but no she didn’t, she instead cried and apologized and it made me feel bad..
I noticed she only ate a little and she kept pinning those her cloud blue eyes on me.
Once I was done eating I picked my plate up then stood up.
“Just so you know, the only thing you did last night was let that mother fu*ker kiss you and strip in my front. You didn’t kiss me neither did you beg me to touch you nor did you cry. It was all made up.” I let out a huge laughter.
Her face immediately turned red.
“You were lying all these time”
“I wasn’t lying Miss Salvador, I only added somethings to spicing your day up.”
She wiped her eyes and went standing up.
“Well am still sorry for the kiss and what ever act I performed in my drunk state”with that she walked out.
“You forgot you lime juice Miss Salvador”
Anna’s POV
So unusually, I was feeling really bad not embarrassed bad for what ever happened last night, even after he tried to brighten my mood by telling all those stuff he did it didn’t work.
I know I asked him to stop calling me Anna now I regret cause he keeps calling me Miss Salvador.
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Later on, I was in the room on my phone, I was getting bored, we came on vacation not work, I was fucking tired of staying all day in bed.
“Diego”I called and he answered still starring at his phone.
“Let’s go to the beach”
“Speaking of beach, I had a nice dinner prepared for us at the beach side last night but before I could tell you about it you left for your so called club”he muttered starring at his phone.
Why was he suddenly speaking badly to me.
“You never told me about any dinner, did you?”
“Oh it’s my fault Miss q Salvador please forgive me”
“Why you acting all high and mighty? I’ve been trying to talk to you but you keep calling me this stupid name Miss Salvador, for goodness sake My name is Mrs Brianna Diego De Lucas”
“Only on paper”his word hit me.
“Now you acting strange are you trying to pay me back for not talking to you for two day, if that’s what your doing then it’s fucking working”
“If that’s what you think then go ahead”his eyes were still on his phone.
I took his phone from him and went smashing it on the floor.
“Now listen to me. Why aren’t you talking to me?”
“Who do you think you are? Today you tell me not to talk to you, the next you call me a rapist, the next you go out kiss another guy, the next you want me talking to you have you gone nuts?”.
“Diego we are going to be in this marriage for a long time, we better put ourselves to ease so we don’t go kill each other”I said.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like Diego or anything, I just want us to get along so we don’t step on each other’s toe, we can as well start now to work things out for ourselves.
“I don’t care Miss Salvador”
“It’s Brianna”
“Whatever now why did you smash my phone?”he asked taking my phone from me.
“Give my phone you big headed man”
“No!”he took his hands up, I stood up and went diving him to get my phone.
“Give me my phone”
I didn’t realize what was happening, or what we where doing but all I knew was that he was holding my head from hitting the bed stand, he was on me and he was looking into my eyes.
It was a really romantic position, just like the one in my stories.
Am sorry” he whispered.
What was he sorry for. Just like he read my mind he continued. “I never knew the wine you took that evening made you high and that you weren’t in your complete sense when we had sex. And I should have said this earlier”his word pyred into my soul. Fuck what’s happening to me.