The Aftermath

After the wedding, comes the reception and it was both exhausting and annoying to try to mingle with the guests whom I barely know but I would rather talk with other people than to be alone with Lucas.

We were just newlyweds and I don't want to associate myself with him since my feelings and thoughts were still in a disarray and I don't know what I will do to him if ever he decides to agitate me more.

People went to congratulate me on marrying Lucas and some had the guts to tell me that I was fortunate to have him as my husband.

And I just want to yell at their face "If you think I'm fortunate because of him, then you could have him, I'll even offer him to you and shove him up your ass!"

But my parents were eyeing me throughout the reception with this scary look on their face indicating I'm dead once I do something wrong.

For the whole duration of the reception, I was avoiding Lucas and I think it was a success. His friends, I assume, were also a huge help since they would always engage him in a conversation every time he comes near me.

"Excuse me" Speaking of the devil, Lucas suddenly went up the stage and grabbed the microphone. He was looking at me intensely and it was not a nice look at all.

What is he scheming now?

"I think my wife's tired and we should probably go and get some alone time together and rest" he suddenly smiled which made the crowd go uproar while I'm just here looking at him wide-eyed and disbelief etched throughout my face.

What the fuck does he mean by some alone time together?

He suddenly went down the stage and every stride he took fueled the nervousness in me. He was fucking going near me and I was just here, frozen in the spot.

"Haha I'm not that tired" I nervously laughed hoping he would turn back and leave me alone.

He held his hands out and I thought he was going to carry me bridal style but he picked me up like I was a sack of rice and slung me on his shoulder.

"Kyaa! Let me down!….You fucker let me down!" I punched his back but his body was like a rock and her knuckles were the ones hurting instead of him. She kicked like there was no tomorrow but Lucas was not fazed at all.

She was wriggling and shouting but no one came to stop him and save her from this demon.

"Lucas! I'll kill you!"

"Wife, I'll rather hear you shouting my name in bed rather than in here" That instantly shut her up and she was ready to strangle him.

"Who'll shout your name in bed you motherfucker! And don't you ever call me Wife!!" She was endlessly punching him, but he was too hard and her punches were like nothing for him.

"Just wait, wife, you're such in a hurry." he chuckled and it made her furious.

"Aaargh! Y...you jerk,"

Her face was beet red and the nerves in her body were ready to pop. They arrived in a parking lot and a luxurious car was in view. A chauffeur opened the passenger seat and she was shoved inside.

"Kyaah!"

Lucas sat beside her and she squeezed her body on the other side, she raised her arms in a cross-like form to protect herself.

"Don't worry wife, I won't do anything to you" Her ears perked with what he just said but she won't believe this demon.

"Who'll believe you?" she continued to cover herself with her arms and Lucas raised his as if he was implying, it was his defeat.

"I promise I will not do anything against your will"

"Motherfucker I still-"

Gentle lips touched hers and time suddenly stopped by as if they were the only people on Earth. Her mind was in a daze but she could clearly feel his lips on her and her heartbeat was hammering loudly on her ears. It was only just a peck but she could feel thousands of light sparkling inside of her.

His lips parted away from her but she could still feel the sensation that it left from hers. She could still feel the warmth of his lips on her.

"Y..you mo-"

"Cuss, and I'll kiss you again," he said in a calm voice while she was panting with rage and her face was red either from blushing or anger.

"You said you won't do anything against my will?" She shouted at the top of her lungs and was hitting him nonstop with her bare hands.

"Fu-" he went near and his face was inches away from her. She felt his breath on her and she flinched with his sudden action.

"Cuss and I'll kiss you. I mean it, Wife" that instantly shut her up and she pushed him away.

"I..I knew it! You're a perverted jerk!"

"I'm not a pervert nor a jerk" he stated confidently and she scoffed with disbelief etched on her face.

"Then why would you kiss me out of the blue!"

"You were cursing endlessly and it was unpleasant to hear it coming out from that mouth of yours." she cringed with his reason and thought if there was no other excuse for him to use.

"That's not a reason for you to suddenly kiss me and what do you care if I curse?!"

Lucas fell silent.

"Because you're my wife." She was taken aback by his reason but suddenly came back to her senses when Lucas ordered the chauffeur to drive.

"Lucas! Where will you bring me?!" Lucas ignored her and the car revved as the chauffeur turned the engine on and was about to drive it away to another place.

"Hey!..hey! Stop the car! Stop the car right now! Where are you going to take me?!" She was panicking as she ordered the chauffeur to stop the car but they acted like they were deaf and ignored her.

"Wife, Stop, You're acting as if I'm about to kidnap you."

Stop? Stop?! he dared her to stop? Heck,

she married him today. She married a guy whom she never knew and he kissed her without her permission and now he was about to bring her to some unknown place and do some unknown things to her?!

"What you're thinking right now is absolutely wrong. We're just going to our house to rest and like I said, I won't force you into anything or do something against your will"

She internally rolled her eyes and cursed him in her head. Yeah right? You married me and kissed me against my will. How can I believe you won't do anything to me?

"Then why did you have to marry me?" She asked the most awaited question deep inside her soul and she needed a reason why but Lucas didn't say anything and silence fell upon them.

"I'm going to a business meeting tomorrow and I'm so damn tired to explain everything to you."

Lucas closed his eyes as if he was trying to catch some sleep but Beatrice was eager to know the reason why.

"Let's just talk tomorrow wife, " Lucas faced the other side and ignored her as he shut his eyes to catch some sleep.

That fucker trying to sleep on me.

She kicked him on the gut and Lucas was now wide awake which was what Beatrice was trying to do. He coughed loudly and clasped the area she just struck.

"Oww. What the fuck?!"

"Don't you dare sleep on me. You trucker" Lucas clasped the area where she kicked and she knew he was trying his best to keep himself from snapping at her.

'Good for you' she thought to herself.

"What the actual fuck?! Why would you kick me?"

"Because you were about to sleep without answering me."

Lucas was still groaning and wincing from her kick and she smiled triumphantly watching him.

She always thought that Lucas was a cold, intimidating, and indifferent man but seeing him today, he was quite different from what she had imagined.

"Fuck, you're the first person who kicked me like that" he looked at her, amusement evident on his gray illuminating eyes.

"Oh, such an honor," she said sarcastically

"Wife, can't we just grab some sleep and I promise I'll answer all your questions tomorrow." She eyed him skeptically and saw him still wincing from the pain while a tired look was apparent on his face.

She contemplated for a while but in the end, she agreed without much thought since she was also tired from the earlier events. She hasn't got enough time to sleep from all the planning and the wedding and it was firing back at her now.

She looked out of the window and fell into deep thought, reminiscing the wedding a while ago.

'My parents should be relieved right now, their only delinquent daughter has now gone to another man and their company is saved'

She turned to take a glance at the sleeping Lucas but she instantly turned back when she saw he was still wide awake and was just looking outside the window.

'And here I thought he was going to catch some sleep, see he's such a liar'

She didn't want to expend her last energy confronting Lucas so she just stayed silent and laid her head on the windowpane.

She remembered that today was their first proper meeting and first proper conversation (if you could take their conversation a while ago proper), she had always imagined it to be awkward and unpleasant but it was far different from what she had in mind.

Lucas was annoying and getting on her nerves but she didn't feel any awkwardness or discomfort or any sign of danger which was weird.

'But what now? What would happen to her? What would Lucas do to her?'

Her eyelids felt too heavy so she closed her eyes and darkness enveloped her sight. It was taunting her to sleep and she felt too tired to try and fight it. She succumbed to slumber and slept like a baby for the rest of the ride.