Arranged To Marry The Enemy (a Mafia story) by Zainab Ajike (books for men to read .TXT) 📗

Same walked to the section and he started picking up the cosmetics, he knew all the products.

"What about the face primer, concealer, I need a set of brushes. I would rather go with fenty beauty products." Those are some words I heard whim saying to the attendant. He spent almost twenty minutes buying the cosmetics. He also bought a makeup kit? This is too much. I mean, he said he just tested it on me, so why buy this much.

"Let's go to the paying area." He said as he walked me there while our loads were being brought by the staff.

"Let me pay for it." I said.

"Just keep your credit card for another day, okay?" He said as he gave the cashier his credit card. After when she was done. She returned his credit card to him with a long lasting smile. She won't stop looking at him.

"Please hurry up." I snapped her out of the world she put herself in with my husband. 

Why would she smile unnecessarily at someone's husband?

"Sorry ma'am." She said as she packed our things in bags.

After we were done, we drove out of the store after securing our goods. When we got home, it was almost 7:30pm, so I dressed up for the date. Around eight o'clock, Roman was also done, so we left the hotel for the date. We drove inside the city for the location of the date. I don't know where we will be using but I know I am super excited for the date.

But the car has been so silent. No music,nothing. Nothing. 

Roman is super silent. He does even take a glance at my side. When we reached the magnificent restaurant, I was in awe.

"I will open the door for you." He said as he got down from the car to open the car for me. 

"Thank you." I said as I got down from the car. Surprisingly, he left the car for me to close myself. 

Is he giving me silent treatment now?

We walked inside the restaurant, the attendant seemed to have known him because he bowed his head immediately and he sighed and led us to our table. Couple's table.

"What would you like to order, ma? You can check the menu." The waiter smiled at me while handling me after we had our seats.

"Thank you." I smiled back at him as I collected the menu book from him. 

We ordered and ate. It was a boring dinner. Seriously,  Roman didn't even say a word to me except if I asked him a question. I didn't even eat the meals comfortably because I felt so uneasy. He had never ever treated me like this in my life. It is either he frustrates me or makes me amused but giving me this silent treatment is out of it.

I even tried to start a conversation with him, but he just replied curtly, he only talks to the waiter about his order and what we need on the table.

"Roman, are you okay?" I asked him as I held his hand that was placed on the table. I laced my fingers with his.

"Yes, I am." He clears his throat as he gently unlaces his fingers from mine and removes his hand from the table.

"Are you angry at me?" I asked him.

"Why would I? Let's go. We are done here." He said as he stood up. He paid for the meal. I stood up and trailed behind him.

"Do have a nice evening." The waiter said as he smiled at me.

"You too." I said. 

I caught up with him and we walked side by side to the car. He opened the door for me and I got in, he closed the door and walked to his side and got in.

I closed the door of the hotel suite behind me and sat on the couch and started undressing.

Roman went straight to the toilet, I used the opportunity to change to my nightie, my lingerie and patiently wait for him since he is taking forever in the bathroom.

He came out of the bathroom and saws towards the bed. He didn't even give a glance at me.

I walked towards him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked him with annoyance.

"Nothing." He replied curtly.

"No, something is wrong with you. Be side if you are okay, you won't be giving all these stupid attitudes since the afternoon after you saw me talking to another man." I said with frustration. It is more like yelling at him though.

"And why would I be angry at you because you were talking to another man?" He emphasized the word man.

"I don't know, that's your own problem. Just tell me what the fuck is wrong with you? Don't I have my own freedom? Do I have to be caged for my eternal life?" I yelled at him.

"Stop yelling." He said as he slightly pushed me away, aiming for the bed.

I sat in his bed knowing he had no choice but to listen to me.

"Then answer me." I said calmly but frustratedly.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked.

"I just want to sleep. It was a hectic day for me." He complained.

What can I do to provoke him so that he can answer me?

Think Irina.

Think!

I stood up and started poking his chest.

"I will leave me but give me a damn fucking answer." I yelled at him.

"Why did you leave the room without telling me? Why were you talking to a stranger?" He fired back.

It worked.

"Don't I have the right to leave the room? I have that damn right to do what I want as long as you do what you want. Do I have to be caged?" I yelled at him.

"Your protection is what matters. You know how dangerous the world is and how our world works." He said calmly.

"So? Who gives the fuck about that?

All I care about is my damn freedom. I can talk to whoever I want to talk to. It is none if your business." I told him.

"It is my business, okay? I am your husband and I have full responsibility over you. You can't just talk to any stranger anyhow you like. What if he is one of the enemies?" He asked.

"He is not. He is a good friend I made today. You don't have to tell me who the enemy is, I can figure it out that one myself." I argued.

"Well I don't give you the right to talk to anyone, you are my property the day I married you. Let that one sink." He said with authority.