Wedding Night

Richard walked in and saw Stacy crouched on the couch with her laptop on her laps seemingly working. He walked lightly to her side to see what she was doing, and saw that she was making some interior design which does not look like the work of an amateur. 

Noticing a shadow behind her,Stacy looked up to see him and closed the laptop asking "what do you want?" 

 Did you just ask me what I want? Well it's our wedding night and if you would do the honors of performing your responsibility as a wife get to the bed. Richard said smirking 

I've got nothing to do with you, by tomorrow I would give you a stated contract agreement of how our relationship is supposed to be. I wanted to talk to you about it but you refused to show up to the meeting you scheduled. Stacy replied grudgingly

If we wouldn't be living like a perfect husband and wife, what is the point of staying in the same room with you? Who gave you the right to move your things into my space? Richard said with anger in his voice 

You think I want to stay in your room so bad? I don't even want to breathe the same sir as you if I had my way! Your dumb ass house helps move things here without my consent because they think their employer is okay in the head! She replied 

I think you're just looking for excuses to get in my bed because you could have moved to the guest room if you found it so uncomfortable! But here you are lounging on the couch with nothing better to do and putting your blame on the innocent helps! Richard said, yelling back at her…

Stacy slammed shut the laptop and stood up to Richard to say "You know what? I'd rather feed stray cats than stand her to talk to you. I have other better things to do than argue with the infamous most Ill mannered in Luxe City". 

She picked up her necessary things for the night and turned back to Richard "kindly tell your knucklehead employees to move my things to the guest room tomorrow, I don't want to come back here, Thanks". With that she left the room. 

Stacy's Pov 

After leaving his room I stumbled on one of the house help in the living room and asked her where the guest room was. She gave me a questioning look and brought me to the door, with that gaze I got from her I'm very sure I would be the topic of their discussion tomorrow.

I settled in on the bed and plugged in my laptop to get back to working but I just kept making mistakes, because I kept thinking of the argument I had with Richard earlier.

I can't believe he is that much of a Jerk, and there goes my hope of thinking we could co-habit like matured adults. He is so childish and annoying. 

I still can't figure out which of my senses got attracted to him earlier at the wedding, probably maybe because we were both not talking to each other but then he looks so nice and handsome when he is not talking.

I took him off my mind and tried to work again because the design is due for submission tomorrow but I still couldn't concentrate.

I thought about how I need to escape the clutches of Margareta and pay off my student loan as well and the fact that almost all the companies I applied to are not giving a good response because I went to a countryside university.

I gave in to the thought of designing but instead collect my thoughts through rest and just closed the software app and I opened my Microsoft word document to draft the contract agreement I would be giving to him tomorrow. 

After settling on the terms of the contract agreement, I set down the laptop and the thought crossed my mind again that what if Richard refuses to adhere to the agreement?

I brushed it off and lay down to rest, not before setting my alarm to wake up at midnight so that I can work on more design drafts. 

Richard's POV 

This is literally the most annoying night I have ever had in my 27 years of existence! I can't believe she made an argument out of a tease? 

I genuinely wanted to appreciate her design draft and get to know her and if possible let her join the company but to think she hates me that much? 

why do I care so much about her thought or emotions by the way? Or did she notice I was stripping her with my eyes earlier and thought I was going to do anything without her consent? She is just too much! 

She would rather feed stray cats than talk to me? I am Richard Morris that makes millions in minutes and this woman just dared to compare me to an insignificant animal? 

I'm definitely going to make her regret her words!

She wants to do a contract marriage with me? I would show her what it means to be able to lead a billion dollar worth company and hundreds of employees.

Let's see what she writes up in the agreement tomorrow and how I'd be the one to turn the tables on her. I thought to myself.

Just then I get a text from Joseph to check the email from the company, and I picked up my phone and walked to my study, automatically switching to work mode, with virtual conference meetings with the other branches and clients until the early hours of the morning.

Before going back to my bedroom I sent a text to Joseph to push back my schedule by two hours, on my way to my study I saw Stacy walk out of her room with an empty jug with her going towards the wrong way thinking it was the kitchen.

she'd eventually find the kitchen I said and went back into my room to sleep.