Taming My Arrogant Husband novel Chapter 12

Three days before the wedding... Ten o'clock on a Thursday morning, Craig and I were lying leisurely on the couch with my head on his lap, while watching some random series on the tv. He kept throwing jokes and funny pick up lines to ease my stress of thinking about the wedding.

Because our voices were so loud, along with the sound of the TV, we both didn't notice the car that stopped in front of our apartment. We were both oblivious of the man who was constantly knocking on the other side of the door. And it was too late to get up and open it as it suddenly opened and the furious face of my fiancé came to our view.

He banged the door behind him that almost knock me off Craig's lap. I got up immediately when Daniel has started approaching us with his raging eyes. 

"What the fuck is happening here, Sophia?" his booming voice echoed throughout the living room as his eyebrows almost formed in one line.

He was asking me but his eyes were focused and throwing daggers at Craig beside me. But instead of explaining what he had seen, I asked him back in a calm voice without being affected. 

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't you dare answer me with another question! What's going on here? Who is he and why are you lying on his lap?"

I raised my eyebrow before rolling my eyes.

"It's none of your business, Mr Kelley! And let me just remind you that you're not in your own place to shout or even raise your voice."

The kind of look he threw at me sent shivers down to my spine, but I never back down and held my stand. I also didn't miss the way he clenched his jaws as he walked over to me. 

"Yes it's none of my business but since we're getting married, you're not allowed to flirt with anyone especially you're going to use my name for a year!" He said through gritted teeth. 

"I wasn't flirting with him!" I tried to defend myself.

"Really? Then why are you lying on his lap?" he asked me but his eyes weren't on me but Craig. He formed his fists into a ball, so I decided to stand between them. 

"He's my best friend, my assistant and my flatmate! Now that you know, can you stop glaring at my best friend and just tell me what you are doing here! What do you want?"

Then he looked at me, changing his expression back to cold and serious. 

"Get your things ready, you're now going to live with me."

"What?" my voice came a bit louder. 

"You heard me, right? I said pack your things and we're now leaving."

"But can we just wait after the wedding?"

"No! Are you going to pack your things now or you're going to leave empty-handed?" I gasped and narrowed my eyes on him. 

"Fine! Come on, Craig, help me pack my things!"

I grabbed his arm and was about to go upstairs when Daniel suddenly snatched my hand from holding Craig's. 

"No! Stay here man, I'll help her."

"What?" another loud voice escaped from my throat. And knowing the small smile on Craig's lips, I know something is going on in his mind. "You don't need to, Mr Kelley. Craig and I know what to do----" but he didn't give me time to finish my sentence as he pulled me towards the stairs.

"We don't have enough time Sophia, so better hurry!"

"I can do it on my own, and I told you Craig will help me!"

"I said no!" he turned to me with a glare. 

"Argh!"

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When we finally put my suitcase in the compartment of Daniel's car, I turned my heels back inside the house but not before hearing his question.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll just say goodbye to Craig!" I shouted with my back facing him and walked my way towards the front door. 

-'Jeez! Cold, arrogant, rude and bipolar! Argh!'-

I balled my fists as I gritted my teeth. 

"Why did you come back?" asked the grinning Craig when I pushed the door open. I scrunched my face and pouted at him.

"Do you know what I just realized? He's also bipolar!"

But his grin turned into a humorous laugh. "He's just jealous, you know."

"Oh come on, Craig. You know it's not true and it's impossible."

"Okay, as you say so." he shrugged but couldn't suppress his laugh. 

"Anyway, can you please take care of my pussy? I promise to get her after the wedding."

"Ohh, but it's your husband who should be taking care of your pussy, my dear."

"Craig!" my face turned horrified. 

"Just kidding. Of course, I'll take care of her even if you don't tell me."

"Thanks, Craig." I hugged him. "Don't be late on my wedding day, you have to take me to the altar."

"Of course." and we hugged each other again before he walked with me towards the front door. 

And since I didn't know where to sit, I opened the door at the back. Daniel was already seated in the driver's seat and watching me in the rearview mirror until I finally settled behind him. 

"What the hell are you doing?" he frowned as he turned his head on me. 

"Sitting." I simply replied.

"Oh, God! I know that!"

"Then why are you still asking?" I rolled my eyes. -'What a silly question!'-

"Jeez, woman!" he brushed his hair with his fingers in a frustrated manner. 

-'What's the matter with him?'-

"I'm not your driver, so you better get your ass up here!"

I watched him as his handsome face scrunched in frustration, then I chuckled, shaking my head.