I sat up slowly, the process making my entire body feel like it was going to break, bones and all. But I successfully made it, resting my back against the headboard, releasing a relieved sigh. I reached for my glasses and put them on.
I still can’t believe he took care of the tampon, and it was placed perfectly.
That devilish man.
The things he does both alarm and fascinate . However, in the end, it was all part of the contract; this behavior of his completely contradicts his personality, because what else am I supposed to believe?
I readjust, hearing a clatter. There was a bed tray holding breakfast. Oatal, toast, eggs, and tea. With dark chocolate as a side piece.
He made breakfast, and it’s still warm too, which ans it hadn’t been long since he brought it.
I carried and set it on my front, grabbing my spoon to eat, but I heard my phone ring.
My phone? I thought I dropped it.
It was right there on the nightstand as if it had just magically popped up. The screen wasn’t damaged either. Wait...
I turned it back and forth. It’s new.
"Seriously?" I mumbled under my breath.
He got a new one!
On instinct, I went to my contact searching for Devil Husband, but I didn’t find it. Just as I thought, he had ssed with my phone again.
Scowling, I searched his number, wondering what he saved it with this ti. It popped up, and a na stared back at that made my nostrils flare.
Honey.
What’s privacy? That word ant nothing to that devil. Was this a sick ritual of his to ss with my phone whenever he got his hands on it? What’s he gonna save it with next? The love of my life?
I was on the verge of tossing my phone across the room, but my phone rang again. Tori.
I just realized she had left three missed calls.
"Hey girl! Did I call too early?"
"No, I’m—"
"I couldn’t wait! The pictures are out! Damn, you killed it!" She pitched, and I could tell she was jumping now.
I smiled, an action that made feel better. I was glad she called.
"The pictures are fire! I don’t wanna say this, but you guys look so great together. It’s like you stepped out of a magazine or sothing. Everybody’s talking about the Midnight Pair like it’s the hottest sauce; they are eating it up! I can’t scroll past social dia without seeing you two, and don’t get started on Athena, she’s sure to win Outfit of the Hallows!"
I giggled as she ranted on, I knew she was looking forward to it more than I was. I wish I had brought her along.
"So spill the fucking tea, babe! How was it? What’s it like being a high-class, mingling with people who shit in gold toilets and wipe their ass with gold—"
"I’m eating!"
"Ooooh! Sorry!"
I swallowed down the nausea that built up, but the scent of peppermint hanging in the air made it tolerable.
"I’m on my period too. The worst!"
"Aww! This late? You’re seeing all the way to the new month, you know."
"Yeah... I feel terrible right now."
"Are you good?"
"I’m fine actually..." I chewed the inside of my mouth. "Ares was... caring."
"What now?"
"Well, he’s following the contract but..."
"But?"
"It freaks out when he acts like a husband who’s out of the world. The kind you only see in fiction. I an, I have always prayed I would bag one like that..." I rolled my eyes. "In my dreams..."
"Why does it freak you out when it’s all about the contract?"
My mouth hung before I spoke. "He makes it too real, and it makes feel... funny."
"Funny? Like the thought of puking when you see him wash your hair. A wall of ice washing your hair, yeah, that image is impossible to construct. I’m getting the shivers here..."
I mulled how her reaction would be if I told her Ares had washed my hair, bathed , and placed a tampon. Maybe I shouldn’t because I’m freaking out as it is.
"Girl, I don’t bla you. I’d freak out or get a whiplash. I’ve no idea how you stay in the sa space with that devil. Gotta give you points for working with him and becoming his wife."
"Yeah..." I mumbled. "I wonder too."
"Are you alright? Your voice sounds like you were strangled or sothing."
"I-I have a sore throat."
"A cold?"
I suddenly recalled Ares eating out in the hallway and screaming as I grip for balance.
"Aww... I hate it when periods bring out the worst. It’s like the entire universe is against you and you’re fighting one on one, knowing you’re not gonna win and nature must take its course."
I chuckled. "Stop!"
"I an it! Or having a one-on-one with a mouse. Trust , it’s like sothing’s moving in there and squeaking."
"Tori!"
"It’s nice hearing you laugh. You sounded so dull. Last night must have been dramatic, huh? I an, aside from mingling with high class who—"
"Tori..." I repeated in a warning tone this ti. This breakfast was too good to set aside.
"You know what I an. It’s gotta be ntally draining to create the illusion of being actually married. What’s worse than acting in a room full of strangers who are watching your every move?"
My mind flashed to Naomi, Ares’ ex-fiancée.
I shook my head. "It was eventful!" I took a bite out of my toast.
"That’s it?"
Tori wasn’t gonna let go with just that. She wanted to spill everything, but I couldn’t.
"A lot of performance, and I t soone."
"Soone?"
"Ares’ ex-fiancée."
Tori choked, coughing loudly, and by my guess, she was in the middle of drinking her coffee when I dropped that bomb.
"Ew! I think it ca out of my nose."
"You’re the one who wanted the entire tea now, drink."
"Hey, no fair! But what do you an by ex-fiancée? Ares King has one? Impossible!"
But Naomi wasn’t just your usual ex-fiancée. She sold her soul to the devil, maybe for one night, I don’t care, but she was as she claid. I was just the upgraded version.
I couldn’t help thinking if I was gonna end up like her. Will the devil have my soul and heart?
I snorted. What heart? I lost it with Dan. I’m never using that shit again.
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