Chapter 14

"Why don't we just give in to Lola so she'll finally leave us alone?"

I almost threw the pillow I was holding at Mahana because of what she said. We didn't need to fight over the bed since it was big. In fact, I could describe the room Lola got for us as the most beautiful one.

"Are you out of your mind?" I hissed at her angrily. "You'd agree to have sex with me just to shut my Lola up? Are you crazy?"

"Well, rather than her constantly bothering us, I'm running out of excuses," she replied.

"Tsk! Are you that shallow that you'd agree so easily? Mahana, Lola's asking for a baby, not a toy to be given away just like that. You're acting like she's just ordering us to do chores." I confronted her.

It's so easy for her to agree to such things just to end the problem quickly. She doesn't think carefully about the possible consequences if we actually did it. She decides things like she's just playing, like a child.

"It would be a waste of this room she reserved for us if we don't taint it with our lust, right?" she said, looking around the room.

I rubbed my temples. I felt like I was talking to someone without a brain. How can I endure this kind of person who thinks so little about things? Damn it! I feel like I'll die sooner than get that reward or have our marriage annulled.

*What the? Don't tell me it's okay with you for something to happen between us even if we don't love each other?"

She nodded. "We're married, and besides..." she looked me up and down, and I saw her swallow. "...you look kinda yummy. You're probably well-endowed, right?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yuck! You're so vulgar!" I replied, disgusted. I couldn't get past her words because I was overcome with revulsion.

"Wow, Luis, so disgusted, huh? As if you're not thirsty for sex." She even giggled, and in my disgust, I hit her with the pillow I was holding. "Ouch!"

"I'm not amused, you know. Get your act together, Mahana. This isn't the right time for those jokes." I hissed at her. "Instead of helping me think of a way to escape Lola, you're just giving me a bigger headache."

"Just calm down, you're so stressed." I felt her stroke my arm, I looked at her and saw her crazy grin that I didn't like.

"Whatever you're planning, don't go through with it. I might forget you're a woman and punch you without warning." I threatened her, causing her to pout.

She moved away from me a little and sighed. "Come on, I'm just trying to seduce you."

"Are you kidding me? It doesn't suit you. Disgusting." I rolled my eyes at her and hugged the pillow I was holding.

She didn't answer and I just saw Mahana leave the bed and go to the table. She took something there, the TV remote control. I was puzzled because it looked like she was looking for a channel.

"What are you doing?" I asked her.

"Looking for porn..." she replied while continuing to press the remote control.

"Damn it? What do you think you're doing, Mahana?" I hissed, I sat up straight against the headboard of the bed.

"It looks like your 'little guy' isn't awake so I'm going to wake him up so we can start Operation Baby Making." She wiggled her eyebrows up and down, which made me angry.

My eyes widened in shock at her suggestion. I looked at her face and could read a joke there, but her seriousness was more dominant.

What the fuck?

"Tsk!" I shook my head. "You really think I'd have sex with you, don't you? Well, I won't! I don't even want you to be my wife, let alone the mother of my children. Psh! You know, I'd rather get hit by a car than sleep with you." I defended myself in an authoritative voice, which made her lips form a pout, as if she couldn't believe what I said.

"Even if I'm the top?" she asked, thick-skinned.

I frowned, I knew what she meant, and I was disgusted. "Even if you strip naked in front of me, I wouldn't care."

I sighed deeply. I calmed myself down, worried about what I might do to her. I almost hit her with the pillow I was holding because she was so persistent. I could tell she was serious about what she was saying, and I wasn't happy about it.

Holding the pillow, I got up from leaning against the headboard of the bed. I quietly left and walked towards the sofa on the left side because I didn't want even my skin to touch hers.

"You can have the bed, it's all yours. I don't want to argue with you, you pervert." I plopped down on the couch and stared at the ceiling.

"Are you sure? You don't want to have sex with me?" She kept talking, which made me turn to her. "Come on, I might change my mind." She added, enticing me by pulling down the strap of her bra.

"Go have sex with your mom. Idiot."

I closed my eyes to try and sleep and not waste my time on her. I wouldn't get anything from her but a headache. I want peace of mind so I'd rather shut my mouth and sleep. I pretended to be asleep so she wouldn't bother me. And this woman is truly crazy, she really watched porn. Disgusting. She has no shame in front of me. Only a fool would have sex with this woman. Tsk!

The next morning, I woke up before her. She left the TV on, so I grabbed the remote control from her right side and turned it off. She doesn't look like a woman in her sleeping position. She looks like a piece of crap that just fell on the road and stayed there. She's a heavy sleeper, and even now, I'm still annoyed with her.

"Your future husband is really have a bad choice. You're so stubborn. Tsk!" I talked to the lump that was sleeping. I couldn't deny that she had a certain beauty, but it didn't affect me.

I left her and went to the bathroom to do my morning routine. I took a shower too since we would be going home later. When I came out of the bathroom, I caught her taking pictures while... Damn!

She was in a two-piece and was striking a sexy pose on the bed.

I didn't know why I paused and stared at her stunning body. Her hips were shaped, her breasts had some fullness, and her backside was round.

I swallowed.

I came back to my senses when our eyes met. I was sweating profusely. I didn't know how to move or what to do after she caught me staring at her body.

"Put some clothes on." I stammered, slightly covering my eyes to pretend I wasn't affected by her sexy figure.

I heard her laugh, which made me close my eyes in irritation. Shit! I was caught in the act. How embarrassing.

"Wow! Pretending to be conservative but drooling." She teased, causing me to snap back. I acted angry to salvage my pride. "That's all I wasted last night, sexy right?"

"Your face is sexy."

Lola sent for us with her bodyguards, and no matter what I did, I couldn't escape. I let her staff take me to her house, and when we arrived, she immediately welcomed us as if we had just come back from abroad.

I felt like a wilted vegetable as I kissed her cheek, unlike her who was still beaming with joy, hugging Lola as if they hadn't seen each other in a year. So annoying.

"How was your honeymoon? Was it hot? Hmm?" Lola's eyes darted between us. Mahana was wrapped around my arm, playing the part of my wife. It was sickening.

"Of course, Lola." Mahana lied, biting her lip, making Lola squeal with delight.

"Was it utterly destroyed, dear? Is my único hijo good at it?" Lola asked inappropriately.

Mahana answered cheerfully as if she didn't feel any cringe with what Lola was saying. I felt disgusted by their conversation, while to them, it seemed perfectly normal. Tsk!

"Of course, La. Absolutely hit the spot." Mahana replied.

I cursed under my breath. I felt like I was being insulted with no way to fight back. They were having this conversation right in front of me, and it was cringe-worthy. I wanted to scream out of frustration but couldn't.

"That's why my grandchild looks like a wilted vegetable." Lola held my shoulder and gently rubbed it. "Can't wait to see what you'll create, hopefully a dozen." She lightly tapped my cheek and then ordered us to rest upstairs before calling us for dinner.

I flopped onto the bed in frustration as I felt drained. Damn it! I didn't know what to do. I had no idea which problem to solve first. My head was spinning. I felt like I was trapped in a cage surrounded by many people but no one wanted to help me escape.

"Go home, Ken, I fucking need you." I tightly gripped my phone when I called Kenneth. I was alone in this room because Mahana chose to chat with Lola downstairs.

"I can't, bro, handle it by yourself for now. I have to prioritize my love life, bro." He replied.

I rubbed my temples. "You can manage that while helping me, Ken. So come home."

I heard him sigh. "You know, you're too stressed. Why not focus on that reward plan with your Lola instead of your annulment? Pre, there's plenty of time for that annulment, but that reward is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, so make the most of it. Mahana is doing her job, right? You should enjoy it since you won't have a hard time getting that reward. Just think about it, pre."

No matter what I said, I couldn't convince Kenneth. I understood why he was eager to be with Alona. He had a crush on her since college after Haila left us. But Alona was a tough girl; in short, she ignored Kenneth's efforts and feelings.

"Are you available today, Attorney? Yeah, let's meet at the coffee shop. Okay. Thanks. Bye."

I didn't think Lola had any plans for today since it was likely that she and Mahana were having a pleasant chat. I could probably find a way to escape from her.

I called the bar staff to get the CCTV footage that I needed to bring to the Attorney in case I could indeed escape.

"Sir, someone already picked up that copy yesterday."

"What?" I asked in disbelief at the news. My heart raced at what she just told me. "Who picked it up? I didn't order anyone to get it. So how..."

"Sir, they said you requested it, so I gave it to them."

"What?"

Who picked it up? I couldn't remember asking anyone to do that. I didn't even ask Rhaiven, Chris, or Kenneth to take it, so it was a big mystery to me who was so adamantly denying me the freedom I wanted.

Who are you really?