Get Me Married

Chapter 21: Eyes

A month later.

I finished the last book I was reading and kept it together with the others. I stared at the pile of books and smiled at myself. I did an amazing job on finishing the books and in such a short time. I had over 30 novels piled up against each other and I finished it in a month time.

But then again, I was completely jobless and useless in that house so it wasn’t something special.

I yawned and my stomach grumbled after wards. It was time for lunch and I was so looking forward to it because Margaret had told me they were going to make a french dish all through out that day. When I was at Paris, the french dishes I tasted were heavenly and I didn’t mind having more of it for a week. I stood up from the bed and walked out of my room. I went downstairs just in time because the food was being placed on the dinning when I arrived and I couldn’t help but shrieked like a child.

The maids stared at me and grinned widely at my outburst.

“You look happy ma’am” Anna said and I smiled at her.

“shouldn’t I be happy?” I asked and she shook her head violently.

“No, no…you should be always. I just want to pertake in your joy” she said and I smiled widely.

“Well I am happy because…..” I thought for a while to think of the reason I would be happy but I couldn’t come up with anything

“I don’t really know” I said and took my sit.

“Anna leave the master’s wife alone, we have more job in the kitchen” Margaret said to her and she pouted and walked away.

I chuckled at her and my stomach grumbled again. I quickly turned to the food in front of me. I stood up and dished out my food.

“Ma’am, let me do that” One of the maids said quickly and walked towards me.

“Don’t bother yourself, I am really famished” I said.

“The master won’t like you doing that yourself ma’am” she protested and I rolled my eyes.

“He doesn’t care about the things I do, more over he isn’t home” I said ignoring her protest.

Of course I knew he wasn’t home that was exactly why I came down for lunch.

I always had breakfast and dinner in my room because I knew that he was always at home during those time but once it was noon I was always downstairs.

“Ma’am he is…..

“You really love daring me don’t you?” Jordan’s voice was the next thing I had and I became frozen at that spot. The maid who was protesting looked at me apologetically before she turned away.

The sitting room became really quiet and I could suddenly perceive Jordan’s perfume all over me.

Jordan was good at being silent, so many times he had walked up to me from behind, I never saw him or heard his footstep behind. When his perfume enveloped me, I knew he was right behind me and that made me nervous.

The last time I had been close to him was the day I went over to the library. Jordan had caught me glancing through a book I realized I shouldn’t have touch and he almost skinned me alive for it.

I actually thought he would do that with how angry he was but he didn’t. He had ordered me to get out after staring at me for so long and I did that without hesitation. And I never showed my face to him since then. Knowing he was close again to me sent chills down my spine.

and all the maids scurried away like rats being chased by cats and I was left alone with

he said absolutely nothing for so long. It felt like no one was even there with me but I knew he was right there because of his

me so hard, I turned towards him and hit myself against his body. My heart suddenly started beating fast and nervousness took over my system. My eyes slowly looked up to his and I regretted it the minute I tried doing that. His eyes were brown but dark, it was

realized I was still placed against his body. I moved away gently but he pulled me

time since all the maid

from him again but he gripped my

it went

he tightened his grip on my arms. I whimpered and tried moving away from

called out and he

orders

I looked up at him with tear filled eyes and he tightened his grip on my arm and I cried with a low tone and looked away from him. But he didn’t let go

forcefully. And by so doing, I crashed

was becoming so bold, neither have I ever felt like I could say something like that. But I said it none the less like it

His expression was unreadable and his eyes seemed to get more

and I immediately looked around for an escape. I turned to my left and tried making a move but he

arm, making me hit against his body again and held me tightly. His other hand grabbed my other hand and the same way

body was held against his so tightly, so closely there

him with eyes that were almost clouded with tears and tried pleading but for some reason he gripped my arms tighter and I looked away. And

when ever I choose to”

dream that can truly make me happy till my

his chest, forcefully hitting at

knowing exactly what

Samantha. He loved that bitch so much, getting married to her was the only dream he had.

intention” I tried explaining to him. I never meant to

growled and I shook my head violently and looked up to

“I promise I am not any of them” I cried and his

like he saw something alien. I stared back at him unable to react, I still felt the pain of his grip on my arms

and gently placed it on my cheeks. I stiffened at his touch, I was scared he was going to do something

didn’t, instead, he slowly wiped my tears like he never meant to

are you doing?” Someone yelled form the stairs and I jerked

angry about seeing Jordan so close to me but I had more going through my mind and I didn’t want to be there

she got to us and didn’t turn

popped up on the screen of

over a month since I last spoke to her, neither have I seen her. She lied

went back to my studies just so I could think

my sit and did nothing till my phone

for your own good. Though I went extreme for it but my love for you pushed me to do

be going on a vacation for a while. You will take care of things ofcourse but we have series of events we won’t be able to meet up with it. But that won’t be a problem, you and your wife are to represent us in each and everyone of them. I repeat your wife…not your stupid childhood crush. My p.a would be sending you the invitations. Mom loves

after that text. My mom couldn’t do that,

call me” she said from

“What’s the meaning of

and I balled my

me mom” I growled