Sebastian’s P. O. V
I watched her walking to her room, dragging her numb body. It was hard for her to balance her body in between her loud sobs but she deserved it. I walked to my bar and gulped down a few glasses of vodka. The burning sensation in my throat helped me distract my mind from thinking about her.
I could still hear her sobs coming from the room, I waited until the sobs faded away. I slowly walked to her room and opened the door a bit to peek inside. She was curled up naked in the middle of the bed. I sighed hard before entering the room, pulled the comforter over her body, turned off the light, and left her room.
Standing on the balcony of my room, I was smoking when my phone rang.
“Speak,” I said placing the phone on top of my ear.
“Sir, after landing, the doctors directly took Mr. Johnson to the OT after checking his vitals. The surgery ended a few minutes ago and he is now out of danger. Doctors will shift him to the VIP room in the morning,” he stopped after finishing his report.
“Okay, keep me posted,” saying that I disconnected the call and went inside. Now I could take a nap for a few hours.
In the morning…..
Kylie’s P. O. V
I opened my eyes at the sound of my alarm. I turned off the alarm and was about to go back to sleep when a message caught my attention. I unlocked my mobile to see a text from Sebastian.
“YOUR FATHER’S SURGERY HAS BEEN SUCCESSFUL. IF YOU WANT TO TALK WITH YOUR MOTHER, MAKE SURE YOU DO ALL YOUR DUTIES PERFECTLY.”
There isn’t a better way to start the day than this news. My father is finally out of danger. Now I need to make him happy if I want to talk with my mother.
“Yes, Kylie, as long as can keep him happy maybe he will behave well with you. All you have to do is be his wife for a year. That’s right! All the duties mentioned in the papers are the duty of a wife. So just take it positively and get over with it,” I tried to cheer myself to go on with my current life.
Determining my goal, I was about to get up from bed when I noticed the blanket on top of me. I clearly remembered, I cried myself to sleep then where did this blanket come? Perhaps I pulled it up in my sleep. Yes, that must be what happened. I should stop thinking about other possibilities.
I checked the two doors that I ignored last night and my guess was right. One of them was a walk-in closet, filled with women’s clothes for all kinds of occasions. In short, there were dresses for me from stripper costumes to elegant designer evening gowns. I chose a creme formal suit with a pencil skirt and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower.
Now it was about time for my first duty, preparing his clothes for the day. But where is his closet, more precisely I didn’t even know where his room was. I walked around the big spacious penthouse, checking every door, and finally came to a stop. This is the last door, if I can’t find him here that means he doesn’t live here.
As soon as I opened the door, it revealed a well-decorated room in grey color. It was his favorite color, so this was his room. I glanced around and realized he was in the bathroom, taking a shower. So I just decided to sneakily enter his closet, arrange a suit for the day, and leave the room.
Just as I decided, I went inside his closet. It was twice in size of my closet filled with designer and handmade suits. I was awe-struck looking at the vast collection of his suits. I shook my head to come to my senses then chose a grey suit with a white shirt and navy blue tie. I placed the clothes neatly on top of his bed. The moment I turned around to leave the room, I bumped into Sebastian.
Water was still dripping from his hair making him look so hot. There was only a towel loosely hanging around his waist.
“Like what you see? Do you need the towel to wipe your drool?” he said in a teasing tone pulling me back to my senses.
“S-sorry, I just came to arrange your clothes,” I apologized and ran away from his room.
“Phew! That was a close call. You should control your perverted mind. Don’t forget he cheated on you four years ago. He just helped you because he wanted your body and play with your mind, nothing else,” I scolded myself and went to the open kitchen.
I prepared his breakfast the way I remembered he liked it before. Milk, toast, omelets, fruit salad, and peanut butter. I was about to 7 AM by the time I was done serving the breakfast. Exactly at 7, he appeared at the table wearing the suit I prepared for him and a laptop bag in his hand. He was looking like a walking eye candy that ignored my existence and took its seat on the dining table.
“Hmmm, you are making an effort to improve yourself. Then I should reward you,” he opened his laptop bag and placed an iPad and a button mobile on the table.
“What are they?” I asked unable to handle my curiosity.
“With this iPad, you can monitor the VIP cabin 24/7 where your father is staying at. And you can only call your mother once a week with this mobile,” he said and my eyes filled with tears but this time it was because of happiness.
“Thank you, thank you so much for everything,” I thanked him, I was grateful to him. He gulped down the glass of milk before replying to me with a grin.
“Oh, I have deposited your charges for last night’s service in your bank account. And don’t be late for office,” saying that he left.
Was it necessary for him to remind me of last night? Can’t he let me forget this shameful relationship between us? Why was he so cold-hearted?