GRAYSEN

“Hello, Mr. Damari,” Albert greets at the other line.

“Hello, Al. What’s the update about my wife right now?” I ask happily while signing some documents in the office.

“Miss Diana is in a good disposition, Mr. Damari,” Albert reports. “As of this moment, she’s leaving the campus ground with some friends.”

“Hmm, that’s good. Friends are good.” I answer indulgingly. “What else?”

“I heard that one of her girlfriends is having a debut and she’s been invited. They decided that Michael is going to pick up Miss Diana to drive her to the debutant’s house.”

“Michael?” I frown and stop signing the documents before picking up the receiver and

plaster it on my ear. “Is this the same guy you told me about that’s pursuing my wife? I thought he’s been rejected already?”

“Yes, Mr. Damari. But they remained friends.”

I rub my temple at the impending headache. Doesn’t my little Diana know that even after being rejected, if the guy remains being friends with the female, it means the dude is still hopeful? I don’t fu¢king trust this guy one bit. Damn me to hell, but I don’t trust any other male other than myself when it comes to my princess. She’s my wife, after all!

“Send me the address of the debutant. You may leave once I arrive at the place.”

“Understood, Mr. Damari.”

I end the call and continue singing the documents away until my phone chimes with Albert’s message. I then push the stack of papers off and stand, taking my coat from my seat and march out of the door.

“Agatha, I’ll be out for the entire afternoon. Make sure to reschedule everything while I’m gone.”

“Sure, boss.” My secretary happily answers and gives me an exaggerated smile. “Have a

good day!”

I frown but continue walking towards the lift. Am I being full of myself? Because I really think Agatha is into me. From the way she eagerly pleases me and her happy vibe which seems to have no end. I brush the idea away and get down to the basement. Probably that’s just what she really is.

When Desmond pulls up outside a regular-sized bungalow house, it’s already nighttime and the party is on full swing. Even from this distance, I can still feel the rough bass of the music vibrating the ground like an earthquake.

I peer out of my window with impatience, hoping to see a shadow of my wife. Albert knocks on the window of the passenger’s seat before opening the door and climbs in.

“Tell me what happened.” I prompt.

“I tried sneaking inside but I think my built and age is too noticeable that’s why I was chased away. But not before I caught Miss Diana having a few drinks already.”

“Drink?” I repeat in displeasure.

She’s still young to be drinking. Besides, she’s with that a$shole Michael. No one knows what he’ll attempt to do if he brings a drunk Diana back home. Although Diana’s household has a couple of housekeepers under my pay, they still leave the house as soon as they finish their duties which means Diana will be alone at home with Michael later on. Not good!

“I’ll go and take her home.”

Albert looks hesitant but he knows damn well not to stop me from my decision. I march towards the house and blend into the crowd. It’s surprising to see a lot of people inside this tiny house. Although maybe to regular people, this can be considered big already but for my standard, it still falls minuscule.

It doesn’t take me a minute to find my pretty wife. Albert’s right. She’s been drinking already. I frown at that. She’s turned seventeen recently but it still not suitable for her to be drinking. What the hell are the parents of this household have been doing letting a child get a hold of some booze?

Although I want to approach my sweetheart, I still maintain my distance from her. After all, we’ve never really met face to face, especially not this close. I just contented myself by mere glances and long stares from the distance as I drive over at her school or house.

I promised dad to wait for her. That’s why I’m maintaining my distance or else I won’t be able to stop myself from my urges. But tonight is an exception. I can’t leave Diana into someone else’s hands. She’s mine.

My spine straightens up and my hands ball into fists as I watch Michael approaches Diana, leaning down to whisper something in her ear. When my wife nods, she slowly rises to her feet with Michael’s arms wrap around her waist.

I frown at his audacity while grinding my molars. Sleek but stupid. I follow them out of the house and into the man’s car. Diana suddenly retches to the pavement, making pitiful sounds through her throat. Michael suddenly pushes her away in disgust when some of her spittle flies to his clothes.

My heart both aches to comfort her and at the same time raging with fury at the asshole’s gesture. How dare he push my princess away like a disgusting animal! Just before Michael can get Diana inside his car, I grab his shoulder and forcefully turn him around.

“What the hell is your problem?” He growls as he looks up to me.

“Give her to me,” I demand calmly.

“Who are you? This is my girlfriend! Why should I give her to you?”

“Wrong answer!” I tell him before snatching Diana’s wrist and pull her from his unworthy embrace.

“Hey, what the fu¢k are you doing?” Michael snarls, riled up so easily since he’s obviously have been drinking, too.

When he’s about to attack, he sees both Albert and Desmond come out of my car. Forget my six-four height and bulky frame, both my bodyguard and driver are bigger than me. Michael backs off at the sight of them and fumbles with his car door.

“Remember where you put your hands next. This girl is mine.” I say coldly.

I don’t waste time watching him leave as I carry Diana in my arms and into the back of the car. Albert climbs into his own issued car while Desmond drives us back to Diana’s home. All of my trusted people have already been informed of Diana’s person and her status in my life so they also know the basics about her including where she lives. Thus, Desmond already knows where to go.

I put Diana on my lap and cradle her like a newborn in my arms on our way back to her home. Ah, no I mean back to her house. Her home is beside me, in my embrace. Soon, she’ll be living right here next to me though. Very soon.

While the car speeds away through the light traffic, I don’t stray my gaze away from my little princess. She’s more beautiful up close and personal than her pictures I’ve successfully gathered through my investigation. Ah, I want to kiss her really bad.

Her breathing is harsh against my neck and it makes me excited all of a sudden. Damn me to hell! Although I don’t regret coming over, I’m also worried now that I’ve touched her for the first time. It really is indeed so hard to stop oneself from the temptation once it’s already in front of you.

Leaning down, I chance a light kiss on her lips, just a graze. Diana’s soft mouth suddenly opens as if she’s about to speak resulting in my lower lip being engulfed inside her. I groan and kiss her longer, deeper. Oh, God! Make it stop! This is so bad!

I suddenly pull away and gag. Ah! God surely answers my prayer so fast. He really stops me because Diana’s mouth tastes like vomit. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and smile down at her in amusement. I then kiss her forehead and pull her closer, tighter into my chest. It’s alright if I can’t kiss her, I can hold her close like this anyway.

Brenda is already waiting inside the house once we arrive. I told her to help clean up Diana and change her into her pajamas and tuck her to bed. I don’t wait for all that to happen anymore and just leave the house. I can do all those things once we’re married. Right now, I have to restrain myself and respect my sweetheart.

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