Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (superbooks4u TXT) 📗

       His eyes darkened and glared down at me. He clutched my hands in his and refused to let go of me, "You need to control your anger. Our marriage will be more successful then," His jaw clenched. 

       "Keep your arrogance to yourself. Maybe, it would help me to forget your mistake," I snapped. I wanted to say more but my words were drowned out by my strong feelings for him. 

       He did not lose his grip. A wry smile appeared, " And what's that?" He said in a slow whisper, that forced me to look into his eyes. 

       I saw something else there, not an arrogant king. It could be dangerous to put myself in his dilemma again. I yanked my hands free. I knew. He didn't cheat on me on our wedding night. But…. Could he do that if he hadn't seen me? Am I his new attraction or goal because he is the first to touch me? 

       I felt the pressure of his gaze, "I won't say Force. But you didn't ask for my permission. It is my body." I pushed myself on my feet. He stood along with me. 

       His expression turned hard. He took a long step forward, but he didn't touch me, "You're mine," His lips thinned into a straight line. 

        "You realized it after knowing I'm untouched." I snapped again. Stupid tears welled in my eyes. Why was I crying? There was nothing to cry about. I wasn't losing this argument. He was the one who should be guilty of treating his wife's life this way. 

       He reached for me again. I stood there, staring at him with tears filled eyes. His touch was soft on my waist. His lips found my ear. I felt it deep inside, his touch, "Untouched or Touched! Now you're mine." He muttered, his hot breath igniting a new fire inside me. At that moment, I wanted to throw myself at my husband, saying yes to whatever he asked. But I held myself back. He didn't need to know my feelings. I could see he was aware but my confusion would give him the final answer. Which he wouldn't get ever. 

        He brushed his thumb on my cheeks and tugged me toward the door. I didn't fight, didn't try to stop him. We were going to face our parents. They would question me about him. I glanced at him. There was no flicker of remorse that he wanted to sleep with another woman on our wedding night. I didn't have dreams regarding my wedding. But after him being part of my life, I began to weave dreams about us. Which was impossible with his such character. 

                    Haughty king! 

        My father looked at me as we reached the hallway. He must be waiting for us to come,, "Can I have my daughter for some time, Edward." Dad smiled, his gaze flickered between us. 

       ' He is a good father. I'm his only child and that changed a lot of things. He expects such things from me I don't wanna do. Like this wedding. But I did. I made the decision when my grandma was at their side and he offered me the help I needed for needy kids. '

        "Sure," He smiled at my father. Before pulling his hand from me, he kissed my temple. It lessened my anxiety. My father offered me to walk with him. 

       Nodding, I walk with him, curling my arm around him. He was healthy. We walked toward the garden. The sun was blazing. 

       "Was your trip successful?" My father asked, gazing at the distance. He was looking hesitant about the topic. It was uncomfortable for me too. I couldn't ignore the worry over his face. 

       My cheeks turned red, recalling one week spent with him at his private beach, "Dad." My voice was a notch higher than I could rein in, "Everything is fine," I said but it was totally a lie. 

       "I don't wanna force you in this wedding. But I was in debt. My partner betrayed me. This was the only way to save our companies and the jobs of hundreds of employees." He said, putting his hands on the railing. 

      My heart thudded. I put mine on his hand, "You should tell me." I placed my hand on the back of his hand. 

     He sighed and exhaled with a sound. It was hard for him too. "I saw your face when you stepped out of the car with your husband. I don't want you to hate me." His voice was low and his head fell with guilt. That wasn't my intention ever. 

        "I don't hate you, dad. I'm just up.... " I held myself again. I loved them, their happiness. If they would have shared everything with me, we could be in different situations. I wouldn't have walked into his room, clicked his picture, and lost my….! 

       "Your mother has brought out the good side of me. You'll do the same," He smiled. 

        I nodded my head not intended to upset him more. Edward was bringing out my angry side and he! Beyond understanding level. He had one more reason to pin me down. A solid one! 

        My mother joined us. Her eyes were filled with pride and merriment. She rubbed her hand on his arm and looked at him with a beautiful smile. She always looked at him as he was her everything. I would never look at him with this depth of feelings. My heart broke at the thought. I didn't want this. I wanted him to love me unconditionally, not because I'm untouched. 

       My father kissed my mother's cheek. He returned a gaze full of love at her with the same feelings holding in his eyes. I could ruin everything. Our company was their dream. They were back on the track. Because of my wedding, he didn't need to announce bankruptcy, it could be the death of him. And I don't want the money he promised in exchange for it. I could sell my company in exchange for the money I had donated. Nothing is more important than family.