💗💗WRESTLE OF LOVE 💗💗

~~~~Episode 2~~~~

Anne gazed at the massive masterpiece which was in form of a palace, in which a man lived. She took in the pretty furnitures, the decorations on the wall, the long hallway that led to a fleet of stairs. The outer part of the house is nothing compared to the inner part which had three storeys plus the one she was standing on, a house with four storeys.
Justin's arm around her waist made her feel uncomfortable. She itched to move away from his hold but he wouldn't let her. "I'm gonna release you now." He whispered into her ear "but you are gonna behave as if you are completely besotted with me by coming back into my arms..........the servants are watching." He released her quietly.
He went over to a couch and he sat down. "Do you love this house,Anne?" He asked suddenly and her head snapped up.
"Huh?" She asked, still trying to understand his earlier statement.
"I had it decorated this way because of your love for colours."
She saw some maids looking at her from the corner of her eyes and she smiled. "Awwwwn." She cooed. "How sweet of you,Jus!"
That threw him off-balance.
She laughed at the shocked look on his face before he regained his composure.
"If that's so sweet of me, where do you think you should be?" He opened his arms widely. "Come and give me a big kiss on the lips,baby!"
She was shocked!
It was obvious he was trying to get back at her. She would show him two could play this game. "Don't worry, my love, so many eyes are watching. I'd give you a long long romantic kiss in the bedroom."
She heard the giggles of the maidens taking their belongings down the hall and she smiled.
Justin had a look of disbelief on his face.
He dropped his arms.
She laughed before winking at him.
He winked back, obviously stunned by the stunt she just pulled off.
Annabeth is indeed a woman full of mysteries!
I didn't even know she had this side, well, since she has discovered I was trying to mess up her brain, let's just carry on. He thought as he clicked his tongue.
He stood up from the couch and he walked over to her. "I don't want a long long romantic kiss." He said as he took her hands to his lips. He kissed her knuckles and she felt that sensation again. "What do you want then?" She asked silently as she looked into his eyes.
"A hot romantic shower with you!"
"Get out!" She drawled as she pulled away from his hold. "You won't get that anytime soon." She tapped his cheeks and Justin sought to grab her hand and throw her over his shoulder until someone appeared in front of him.
"Ma'am and sir, so sorry to disturb this perfect moment, the master bedroom has been arranged to your taste."
"Thanks, May!" " He said as he touched her shoulders. "Gather everyone after breakfast tomorrow, you have to introduce yourself to my wife, okay?"
"Yes sir." She bowed before walking away.
"That's the head of the maids.....come, let me show you to our room."
She cringed at the sound of that, but what could she do?
Nothing!
Absolutely nothing!
They would be sharing the same room and the same bed as if they were real couples.
Anne let her mind wander, not bothering to take in her glamorous surrounding until Justin opened a large oak door and her mind came back to reality.
She took a step in as her eyes widened in utmost happiness.
It was really big, large and beautiful.
The king-sized bed, a table full of make-up kits and a dressing mirror, another table which had a laptop and books, which was for reading, the walk-in closet, the couch, the slightly ajar bathroom door where she took a quick peek in before darting her gaze away, the walls of the bedroom which was painted in cream colour, the paintings on the wall. After looking around the bedroom, her gaze finally rested on Justin who was looking at her with a raised brow.
"Satisfied?"
"More than." She said as she pursed her lips. "What was that you did back there?"
"What? I did so many things." He said as he tugged off the sweater on his shirt. He sat on the edge of the bed and he removed his sneakers.
"Why were you flirting with me, Justin?"
"That was no flirt!"
He glared at her. "I did that because we had an audience and you have to get used to it because that's what I'd do anytime we have an audience." He told her coldly and it was as if a slap was released to her cheeks.
"One more thing, I'd never try that when we are alone. I don't love you that much to do that." He finished and Anne gulped down saliva.
She closed her eyes as tears threatened to spill.
This is another Justin entirely!
This was not the Justin she had fun with yesterday when they were on their supposed honeymoon.
This was not the Justin who made her feel desire down there in the sitting room few minutes ago.
This was not the Justin she met six months ago. So, what happened?
Why is he suddenly acting cold towards her?
She opened her eyes suddenly as he walked past her, the tears fell freely. She dabbed at her eyes quickly. "Anne, its just for six months." She told herself as she went into the closet to take her towel and robe.
Justin came out of the bathroom and the emptiness of the bedroom came as a blast to him.
Did she decide to leave the bedroom for him because of his cruel and harsh words?
What would the servants say?
What would happen if word got to his father?
His father thinks he married for love and he wants it to remain that way because his father is the chairman of the board of directors, he is also the head of the shareholders in Canarro Inc. What would...........Relief washed over him as he saw the opened closet.
"She is still here......phew!" He muttered as he slept on his side of the bed.
He closed his eyes and his mind wandered to his wedding day, the wedding that had to take place because of his beloved company.
Anne came out of the closet with her robe on her body and she saw Justin sleeping peacefully. She tiptoed to him and she kissed his forehead. "Good night, Jerk!" She muttered before strolling into the bathroom. She closed the door and Justin opened his eyes.
He smiled as he touched his forehead. He sat upright and he looked at the bathroom door. "You think I'm a jerk? I can do with that as far as you kiss my forehead like this every night."
He went back to bed.
He closed his eyes properly this time and sleep came swiftly.
He was obviously tired.
Anne came out of the bathroom with her nightie tied securely around her stomach. She went over to the dressing table and she sat down.
She released her long dark hair from the towel holding it and it fell slowly.
She wanted to use the hand-dryer but the noise would disturb Justin and probably wake him from sleep, so, she tossed it aside. She applied a lotion to her skin before retiring for the night. She moved away from Justin so that their bodies won't meet because she was a bad sleeper. She might toss and toss and eventually move into him but she does not want that to happen.
She sighed as her eyelids drifted close.
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Justin woke up the next day and he almost laughed at the position they were in. Anne had one of her legs in between his and one of her arms around him. Her hair looked free and scattered all over her face, he reached up to brush it away from her face.
As he did so, Anne shifted a bit, giving him a tantalising view of her cleavage. Fire shot across his groin once more. He knew he was attracted to Anne, quite alright and he respected her decision of no sex 'till marriage. They were married right now, or, not but the ability to restrain himself for too long is taking a toll on him. He wished the fire raging in his groin would die down.
The truth is that no other woman turns him on the way Anne does even if she doesn't know that. She murmured sleepily as her hand slid down his body. It came across his rock hard body and he felt her stiffen. He also shuddered and Anne's eyes snapped open. "I am a bad sleeper but a light one. I didn't know when I moved into you. I'm sorry for touching..........." She said all in a rush and Justin raised a hand to her lips to end whatever she wanted to say.
She pulled away from him because the sudden position she met herself was somehow weird and uncomfortable.
"Good morning is what a wife would say." He sat up.
Anne stood up from the bed suddenly. She drew her night gown tight to herself.
"Moreover, you don't need to do that, Anne. You gave me a tantalising view of that............." He pointed to her chest and she raised up her hands to block his view.
He stood up and he walked away. Anne looked at his side of the bed and she hissed before walking out of the bedroom bare-footed.
She went down the stairs and she saw the long line of maids and servants again.
"Good morning." She said to all of them as she sat on the sofa.
"Good morning, ma'am."
"Did you all sleep well?"
They looked at each other as if they were scared to talk. "Oh? Justin doesn't do that? Don't worry, things are about to change. I need answers." She stated firmly.
"Yes, we did."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Yes, thank you, ma'am."
She heard different types of chorused answers and she giggled. "You can start with the introductions."
May started followed by a girl named Star, in all, she could grasp only 5 names out of the 25 workers gathered in her presence, May, Jones, Smith,Star and Grace.
Oh, how she loved the name Grace!
She saw pink spots on a girl's cheeks suddenly and she looked at her appearance. Her nightie had missed two buttons, that was when she was drawing it tight to herself and, she touched her hair, her hair was a mess. It scattered all over her head.
She didn't wear a cap to bed last night because she wanted it to dry naturally and see what has happened, that girl thinks she had a splendid night with her husband.
How she wish!
And, then Justin compounded issues by shouting from the top of the stairs. "You rocked me bad last night, baby."
Most of the women ended up giggling and smiling and Anne dismissed them.
The guys went out of the house while the women remained indoors. Some of them went into the kitchen while some started their cleaning duties.
"You have to get used to it 'cos that's what I'd do anytime we have an audience" his words came back to her ears and she decided to play along.
She climbed up the stairs slowly and they met each other halfway. She placed her arms around his neck. "Whose fault is it that I look this way?" She asked as she licked her lips
"Of course, its mine." Justin brought down his head to kiss her and she noticed his tailored suit. She stilled him.
"Where do you think you are going?" She asked silently.
"I'm off to work, wife. Will you miss me?" He asked silently too and she dropped her hands from his neck. He placed it back around his neck.
"Why would I miss you?" She whispered "we are not.........."
He cut her off by kissing her repeatedly.
"Bye, wife."
He went down the remaining flight of stairs.
Anne stood rooted to a spot as she placed her hand on her lips.
Did he just shut her up by k...........?
She scoffed as she went up the remaining flight of stairs in anger.
How she wished what he did now was real, not because of the audience. She saw a door slightly opened and she went in. The room had a lot of paintings with the name 's' under it.
The tears that were about to fall because Justin was about to start his workaholic life stopped suddenly as she stood in front of a painting of a very beautiful woman with 'J' signed under it.
She knew Justin could paint but she had never seen any of his paintings.
Who is this woman?
Is she human or from his imaginations?
His first love?
His crush?
So many ideas flew into her head but she didn't know which one to choose.
"Uhm, ma'am?" Someone called drom behind and she turned to see Grace.
She smiled. "What is it, Grace?"
"No one is allowed in this room."
"Not even me?"
"Errrm......" She looked at her feet.
"Don't worry, Grace. I am his wife and he is my lovely husband. There is nothing I don't know about him." She said with so much love and affection that Grace smiled nervously.
"I'm sorry, ma'am."
"Its okay."
The young woman walked out and Anne went back to the painting.
Lovely husband my foot, she thought as she went round the large drawing room.
Since he does not want anyone in this room, that woman's identity is real and confirmed.
I wonder who she is.
She thought again as she traced a fingertip over the woman's beautiful features.
The high cheekbones, the beautifully structured nose, the large but clear eyeballs and the fiery red hair.
Who is this woman?
She sat on one of the high chairs as she looked at the letter 'J'
Justin had never painted her when they were supposedly lovers.
Of course, why would he paint her?
He does not love her but this woman.
Her hands shook as realization dawned on her. "The truth is, I don't have it in me to love you or any other woman again."
His words rang in her ears once more.
He has indeed been in love before, with this woman?
Annabeth glared at the painting suddenly as jealousy rose to the surface.
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"I'm on my way to the conference room." He said to his secretary over the phone. "Just take care of the files on my desk.........its yours to compile."
He ended the call.
He passed a door which had the inscription CEO and he retraced his steps. He went over to the door and he opened it a bit. He peered inside and he stared amazingly at the large oak table.
"Hang on, baby.....you'd be mine soon." He closed the door and he walked away. Although, he was the head of the financial department, that wasn't enough for him. He wanted the CEO position because his father was the owner of the company.
Isn't it normal for him to be the CEO?
He exhaled briefly before opening the door to the conference room, with his marriage certificate in hand. He went over to a desk and he sat down.
"You kept us waiting, mr Canarro." His father pointed out blankly and Justin smiled.
"I'm so sorry......traffic down here was terrific."
"Back to the main issue at hand......" Mr Smoach, the man with the highest shares after his father, a man who hates him with passion, said "We are no longer interested in your marriage certificate."
Justin's eyes widened. Why did he get married then?
"We want to see how loving you are to your wife because we want a man who is stable in his home and also in his mind to oversee the affairs of the company when your father grows old."
Justin unbuttoned the first two buttons of his suit.
"What are you insinuating, Smoach?"
"Bring your wife to the comapny or you place a call to her right now."
Justin's heart increased its pace.
"No, I think we should go with the latter." His father put in and all the board of directors raised up their hands to support him.
"You love your wife? Yes. Call her now for us all to hear you two."
What?
He swallowed his saliva nervously.
"Call her now, Justin."
His finger flexe d nervously as he brought out his phone.
Dear Anne, don't blow this up for me!
He dialled her number
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