Chap 8
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"N-Next," the photographer said hesitantly as he nervously smiled at me and Chaos.
Who would not be scared if my husband, looking sharply at the man I am with as of the moment, was standing right next to him. I do not even know if this is still a photoshoot or a meditation because the room is filled with silence. You can only hear our movements and the sound of the camera shutter. They all seem to be feeling Valjerome’s dark aura surrounding. Even I, can not pose properly because of the nervousness every time he sees me.
What? He was the one who decided to pursue the shoot rather than letting me date with this guy, but why is he looking at me like it was my fault.
"You are too stiffed," the guy beside me spoke as he wrapped one of his hands around my waist for our next pose.
I gritted my teeth and glared at him. "Are you enjoying this?" I hissed lowly.
He chuckled and got closer to me. In the corner of my eye, I could see the emphatic clenching of Valjerome's jaw.
"What do you think?" he asked back with a playful tone.
"What do you want?" I said and tried to act for the next picture.
I leaned my head against his chest as I fiercely looked at the camera. I stiffened when I felt his thumb circling on my waist.
"I want you. Isn't it obvious?" he whispered. "Why would I pay for a model for my company's product when I can make it myself, right?" he added.
"Stop touching me," I sternly said in a soft voice and tried to distance myself from him.
I have not gone too far from him yet, I was surprised when he suddenly grabbed me and turned me around, causing me to trip as I was holding his neck. It looks like we are in a dance where the man is supporting his female partner as she bends down. I heard the people around gasped because of that.
"Too bad. I need to hold you for this shoot," he said and smirked.
I heard two camera shots before he even pulled hard on my arm.
"This work is done," Valjerome said stiffly and finally wrapped his hand around my waist.
The guy, Chaos, chuckled and then licked his lower lip. "You are so possessive. What is your relationship with her?" there was the sarcastic tone to his question.
I was stunned and bit my lower lip. Nothing yet was happening but it already made me feel frustrated.
I have been his secret wife since then, of course he would not tell it.
"I am her bestfriend," Valjerome answered.
My mouth literally opened and blinked a few times before I looked at him.
What did he say?
Chaos laughed after digesting what he said. Even if I was in his position I would laugh out loud.
"So...bestfriend can now interfere?" he mocked.
I felt Valjerome's hand tightened on my waist. It was a sign that his patience with this man was gradually running out, so even before they could decide knocking each other down, I grabbed their attention.
"I am not feeling well all of a sudden. Maybe the pictures we shot today are okay," I told Chaos without any emotion.
He looked at me and then his side lips rose. "I am still not contented with it. I demand for a second photoshoot if you insist of going home," he stated.
"You fvcking as*hole!" Valjerome acted stubbornly and was about to punch the man, so I quickly stopped him.
"Please ... let's go home," I murmured weakly as I clung into his arm.
I saw him blink hard and heaved a deep breath before slowly open his eyes. His cold stare became soft as he looked at me.
"Please ... I am tired," I whispered, enough for him to hear.
He silently cursed and frustratingly combed his hair through his fingers.
"Jaime, prepare the car," Valjerome ordered to his men and started walking.
I could do nothing but watch him as he walked away. I released a deep sigh and glanced back at the guy named, Chaos.
"Stop pestering me. I am not interested in being in a relationship or anything else," I clarified.
He smirked, "Why? Because you are in love with him?"
I can not answer immediately, and just looked at him.
"He does not deserve you," he added that made me blink twice.
A memory entered my mind. "Y-you?" I uttered.
That explains why his eyes look familiar. He was the man at Valjerome's parents' party.
He just smiled and put his hand on his pocket. "Nice to meet you again," he said playfully.
I gritted my teeth. "Are you stalking me?" I accused.
He let out a chuckle and walked closer to me. "What if I am?" he challenged.
"How did you know me?" I asked coldly while not taking my eyes off him.
He grinned and acted thinking deeply then looked at me again. "You know what, Jazzie. I have wanted you for a long time. You are a famous model so maybe it was not surprising that I liked you. I know your every movement as well as the shape of your body. Do not get me wrong, I am not a p*****t. It was just, I already know your physical appearance so well that the mask you wore that night couldn’t hide you," he explained.
"Then you should know who I am with," I said.
If I remember correctly, Valjerome used to say that I was his wife and almost every visitor of Valjerome’s parents ’anniversary also knows that he is a Mafia boss.
"Hmm. Yeah?" he answered.
"Then stay away from me. I won't be carrying your life when he thinks of killing you for what you are doing," I threatened him.
He chuckled and leaned to my ear. "But I can not stop myself liking you, what should I do?" he murmured.
I was about to answer when everyone shouted because he quickly fell to the floor.
"STAY.AWAY.FROM.MY.WIFE."
I blinked a few times as I stared at Valjerome's rising and falling shoulders.
"One more move, I will kill you," he added and then turned to look at me.
I remained speechless. I looked around and their eyes almost popped out at the scene. Even my manager Azy was shocked what he has heard.
"Let's go," Valjerome said coldly then took me by the hand and pulled me out of the room.
I was like a wind following his direction. No matter what I do, I can't believe in what he said earlier.
He admitted. He admitted that I am his wife.
I do not know if I’ll be happy or annoyed. Even his actions, I don’t even know how to piece all of those together.
As I expected, there were several cameras surrounding the lobby once we got down. That was two times more compared to what normally awaits me every day. Valjerome's men immediately surrounded us to protect us from trouble.
"Miss Zamora, what is your relationship with the CEO of ABCD Corp?"
"Miss Zamora, may we know why you're together?"
"Miss Zamora, are you dating Mr. Montevardo?"
Reporters kept asking questions until we could get in the car. I am still surprised because they had not mentioned one more question.
It did not reach them?
"Fvck!" Valjerome hissed as he loosened his tie.
He leaned back in his seat with narrowed eyes and motioned for the driver to start driving. I didn't speak and just stared at him.
"Stop modelling," he muttered as he closed his eyes.
My jaw dropped instantly.
"What?!" I couldn’t help but raise my tone because of that.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at me. "I said, leave your fvcking work, Jazzie," he repeated.
I laughed sarcastically and shook. "No. I would not let you decide this time," I whispered that made his eyes emphatically angry.
"Why? Do you really like to be with that as*hole?" he asked straight.
I returned his sharp gaze. I tried to calm myself down but it looks like I can not do that now.
"You know what, why are you acting like this?" I change the subject. "You are always like this whenever I am with someone in a photo shoot. You are acting as if I am yours—"
"YOU.ARE.MINE."
I was stunned as he interrupted my speech. I processed what he said for a few seconds before I burst out laughing.
"I am yours? Because I am your wife, that was it?" I said sarcastically. "Then why are you not exclusively mine? Why am I sharing with other girls? Don't bullsh*t me, Valjerome. You are acting like a jealous husband!"
I was surprised when he grabbed me by the wrist and quickly pulled me towards him. He grabbed my hips and parted my legs as he sat me on his lap. He did that in an instant. I gulped several times while staring into his cold eyes.
"You are mine," he declared and pulled my nape for a kiss.
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