Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

No, You’re Not Going

RAYNE’S POV

A warm ray of sun shines brightly, sipping through my room. through the slightly parted curtains.

I tousled in the bed, my body was still very asleep but my mind was awake.

I heard the squeaking sound of the door and it seemed someone had walked in, but it all seemed like a dream to me.

I tossed on the bed again this time facing the direction through which the rays of sunlight were coming from.

The brightness of the sun in my face was a disturbing sensation but soon just like some cloud covered the sky and covered the sun. I felt someone close to me.

I was still fighting with my Brain which wasn’t fully awake. trying to comprehend if it was real or a dream.

“You seemed tense.” I heard that one familiar muscular voice which was cold and at the same time seductive.

Again trying to know if I was dreaming, the voice wasn’t that clear in my head.

After what seemed like some seconds, he moved away to the other side allowing the rays of sunlight to have full access to me.

It shines brightly in my eyes and I couldn’t help but want to open them.

I yawned and stretched my arms after scratching my eyes.

I got up in a sitting position and slowly opened my eyes and at first it was all blurry. then the view became more clear.

“Good morning sleeping angel.” I heard Eric say as he walked over to me and sat down beside me.

He’s here, when did he arrive? I thought as I stared at him like I’ve seen some kinda ghost.

“You’re here?” I said calmly.

“How was your night?” he asked me instead as he massaged my feet gently.

“When did you come back?” I asked him totally ignoring his question.

“Yesterday, yesterday afternoon,” he said.

No that’s not true, I remembered I waited for him last night and he didn’t show up.

“How was the party?” he asked again, surprising me.

What party was he talking about?

“What party?” I asked back.

“The party Ann took you to yesterday,” he said, making the realization dawn on me.

The memories started coming back bit by bit.

From the park to the bar, we met Ann’s prince charming and then we started a drinking game and I got completely drunk and Ann drove me back home and I…

Oh my God, did I come back home drunk last night and totally forget everything. what other silly things must I have done.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Rayne.” Eric called softly, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah, we just went out to have some ice cream, it wasn’t a party.” I replied to him.

“The last time I checked, ice cream doesn’t get people drunk,” He said teasingly.

I sighed seeing he wasn’t going to let go of the non stop teasing if I didn’t tell him.

“To the park and then to the bar.” I said casually.

“And you got yourself drunk, how did you get home?” he asked me.

“Ann dropped me before leaving, now can you stop with all these questions.” I said trying to die the conversation.

“I have a meeting by 12pm today, what will you be doing?” he asked.

“I’ll just hang around, and plan on things I’m gonna do on our girls trip.” I said calmly, avoiding eye contact with him.

He stared at me a bit surprised for a few minutes and then lowered his head close to mine.

“What girl’s trip?” he asked calmly but I could feel and hear how authoritative and powerful his voice was.

Looked down avoiding to meet his eyes, the last time I met his eyes we ended up having sex.

“Look at me when I talk to you.” he said, his voice still calm as the evening breeze but also fierce.

I tilted my head gently and looked at him.

“What trip Rayne?” he asked again.

I swallowed nothing as I gulped down air and breathed calmly. his aura was intimidating me again and I had to stand up to it else I’ll end up shying away.

“It’s a girls trip Eric, a girls trip.” I said calmly like I hadn’t been tensed up a few seconds ago.

He smirked and lowered himself the more this time a breath away from me. He was so close to me I could feel his hot breath on my face.

“You need to rest Rayne, we just came back from our honeymoon,” he said calmly.

“No one is saying I’m not resting.” I replied to him.

“So you’re not going?” he asked.

I looked at him with eyes wide open and I blinked them twice before gasping a little bit.

“What’s wrong?” he asked the minute I started my dramatic gasping.

“Of Course I’m going on that trip.” I said cutting my gasping immediately like it never occurred.

“What if I say no?” he said.

Is he being serious right now, seriously? I asked myself.

“You wouldn’t dare.” I said a bit fiercely.

“Okay that’s it, Mrs Arnold, you’re not going on that trip.”

He’s joking right, he should be.

I looked at him and there wasn’t, he wasn’t having any mischievous looks on. He was damn serious.

“No you can’t do that!!!” I half yelled.

“I just did.” he said a bit teasingly.

“And don’t think about black mailing me emotionally, it doesn’t work any more,” he said with a smirk.

I looked at him with anger, if it was other times I’ll just cry but this time around I’ll make life a living hell for him and he’ll have no choice but to let me go.

“It’s fine.” I simply said and got up.

I could see the surprised look on his face.

“You want me around, you’ll get a dozen of me.” I simply said before walking past him to the entrance.

“Out.” I said calmly before making a dramatic look and left him there.

Let’s see who gets tired.