Chapter 52
Days passed in the blink of an eye. It was easy to, if your husband had truly given up everything in the world to become your assistant. And then there was Luna, who had taken up the role of an overbearing mother. The two of them had customised my diet, which consisted of more healthy things than I had ever eaten in my life, there were a lot of warm water baths involved and doctor’s home ch*ck up visits if I as much as groaned.
Gabriel worked from home for the entirety of the two weeks. He only went to his office once or twice, only when he absolutely had to. Even then, I wasn’t alone. Anna came to keep me company, and Luna gave hourly updates to Peter. Even his parents and grandparents visited me, perfectly aware of what had happened. Alice called every day, and Sam every few days despite Gabriel being next to me in every call, openly grumping about it.
It was almost embarrassing, the way they were treating me like a child, but also sweet. I had always taken care of everyone around me, never the one being taken care of.
The only complaint that I had- and a big one–was that Gabriel refused to touch me. He did touch me, obviously, and always kept me at arms length, but he refused to k*ss me, to fuck me. I was desperate, and it was frustrating now. I slept curled up to him every night and nob*dy has any idea how hard it is to not grab him and just make him k*ss me.
The bruises were taking their own time healing even though they had faded considerably. But, the silver lining in the past Two weeks had been I could talk again normally. Still no screaming, but at least I didn’t have to whisper anymore.
Today was the day that things were supposed to fall back to normal. Although Gabriel would rather my new normal be staying in the house and painting all day, that was a huge no for me.
‘d go crazy. I loved painting, but it was a hobby. I needed work to keep myself sane.
We argued. Gabriel didn’t want me to work at all unless I was surrounded by four scary men who were built like a wall for my security (yes I had b*dyguards now even though I hadn’t stepped out of the house in weeks), and I wanted to work no matter what. So, we compromised. One b*dyguard, and I’ll work in his company, in front of his eyes. Not something I wanted, but anything else wasn’t on the table right now.
had my own conditions though.
want to be on the pay roll like everyone else,” I remind him that morning while putting on my lipstick. Gabriel usually left
at work and Or work earlier than this, earlier than most of his employees, but he was going in late today, being my first day
- II.
Yes, Freckles.”
And, my name is Sofia Baker.”
This got me his attention. He stopped going through his wardrobe of business suits, which was what he was doing in all he time I’d taken to do my make up. “No, your name is Sofia Whitlock.”
give him an obvious look. “I want to join your company as Sofia Baker. No special treatment if I’m not your wife.”
You are my wife.” His eyes narrowed at me, “And your name and our wedding pictures were across every news article then we got married. Everyone knows you are Sofia Whitlock.”
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“Viktor didn’t.” I remind him.
up
and He huffs out some air. “As If.” Then he turned back to his suits, picking out a random one, making me wonder why he spent so much time looking through them in the first place. They all looked pretty much the same to me, half a shade down.
“You know..” I left my make up aside, turning to him. “Viktor did mention that he didn’t think you would let me work under him, owing to the history you both have.”
Gabriel’s eyes snapped towards me while he wore his dark blue blazer over the white shirt he was wearing. “He said that. When?”
“The day I resigned.”
*Okay.“.
My eyebrows furrowed at his disinterest. “What did he mean?”
“Nothing.”
“Gabriel.” I looked at him squarely, hands crossed in front of my chest.
He sighs, shuts the wardrobe door, removes his cuff links from one of the many drawers, and then turns to me while wearing the golden pin with the letter W. For Whitlock, I guessed. “I and Viktor attended the same university. We were never friends, but we ran in the same group. Lily was his girlfriend when she k*ssed me.”
I purse my lips, feeling the heavy feeling in my ch*st return, which happened basically anytime Lily was mentioned. “So, she cheated on him with you.”
“Sort of.” Gabriel shrugged like it was no big deal. “It’s been what? Four years? Looks like he still holds a grudge.”
“It’s possible that he thought she was the one for him, just like you.” I flipped my hair, my tone suddenly bitter.
I knew he picked up on it, because his eyebrows rose.
Avoiding his eyes, I turned away, grabbing my bag. “I’m joining as Sofia Baker. I want to make my own name, make friends who don’t want to hang with me because I’m their boss‘ wife. Those who know me, know me. Those who don’t, will know me as Baker.”
I knew he was frowning. But he said nothing, just followed me out of the room.
The heels I was wearing were unusually tall stilettos that made sounds every time I took a step and they hit the marble floors. I may have overdone my make up a little more than normal too, because if people knew I was Gabriel’s wife- I had to look my part. If they didn’t know, well, nothing wrong in making a good first impression.
I asked the driver to stop a street away from the company building, making my husband who was busy reading a file and probably bursting in excitement of getting back to work after a few weeks, look up at me. “What?”
“I can’t be seen coming with the boss on my first day” I open the door.
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His frown deepens, eyebrows knit. “You do hear how ridiculous this sounds, yes? You are my wife, of course you will be coming with me.”
“They don’t know that now, do they?” I give him a saccharine smile so fake that it even surprises me. I guess I still was pissed about the whole Lily and Viktor story, jealous that he literally wanted her enough to steal her from another man.
I think he muttered something under his breath- something on the lines of ‘she’s impossible‘, but I had gotten out and shut the door behind me by then.
I walk by myself with my head held high, perfectly aware that Gabriel doesn’t drive ahead. His driver drives slow at my walking pace, just behind me. That could’ve been because I had gotten kidnapped and being my first day at work, I had thrown a fit about there being no b*dyguards.
I felt a pang of guilt. But I was also allowed to throw a tantrum or two because not only was I S*xually deprived and frustrated, but now, also pissed. Both because of the same man.
