Mr. President's Rebirth Bride

Episode 7-Sharing the bed.

/Kira’s POV/

I smirked immediately after hearing someone mention the bottle. I was certain they meant the bottle of my poisoned wine of glass. This is quite unexpected. I smoldered removing my heels while tiptoeing to the area but I only caught a backside view of whoever it was.

The voice sounds very familiar, but no matter how hard I think about it, I can’t recall where I’d heard it before but it’s not so hard to look into, at least the person would have been caught with one CCTV camera, I wanted to start my investigation immediately but because of the darn honeymoon, it’s likely to be delayed.

And then the angels decided to take mercy on me by probing Allen to suggest giving up the honeymoon while riding to his private jet which was supposed to be dropping us off at our honeymoon location. I guess him suggesting something like that was sheer luck, well…I’m glad I was able to ride in the luxury limousine with him, so leaving the house wasn’t a complete waste of time.

But when I returned home Mrs. Annette Maxwell, the late Mr.William Maxwell’s wife seem bothered about us cancelling our honeymoon. Though the woman was in her early 60’s she still looked like she was in her 40’s money sure is good. When I noticed her at the wedding, her hair was made into a french twist pinned up with diamond hairpins but now her mixed auburn hair which she shared with her daughters was left tousled and free.

I had to like act coy around her so she would let it pass, Annette doesn’t exactly hate me in fact she loved that I like her son too much to make me do despicable things, she was aware of my obsession with her son so she let me off sometimes, and when I act coy around her showing her that I trust her, she gave in quite easily and let me do as I wanted. I glided excitedly upstairs even though I met face to face with one of Allen’s sisters which I ignore since I don't know how to act around the goody two shoes.

I immediately run myself a shower and slipped in the nightdress which was folded on the bed as if knowing I’ll be using it after getting into the room which I thought was mine. The maids must have done that, our stuff was returned to our room immediately after we concluded cancelling our honeymoon. My handbag was carefully placed on one of the many stools standing around the room because inside was my phone and stuff.

So, I retrieve a tabloid from the bag wanting to research more on my father’s company as well as Allen’s because I was curious since Eleanor has never shown interest in what they do, as far as she’s concerned, they got to the office in the morning and return in the afternoon with no knowledge of what they do there whatsoever, though she studied and excelled in business administration, she was still lacking in many ways.

I was still going through the information available about them on the internet when a pop-up showed up. Emily Kyles…a notorious hacker on a wanted list because she hacked into the military base server. It made me smile…

I’ve known Emily since I was 10, she was not just a hacker, she was a military informant and Analyst, a black belt in karate, and a martial artist but she’ll rather use the keyboard than use her daggers though. She’s very skilled with twin daggers and would always leave them hanging on her waist, an extreme introvert that hates dealing with people, she’ll rather stay cooped up in her room playing with computers than leave for a party.

She’s quite sassy and would rather take a bullet in the heart than say sorry, I got her a job in the military because her skills were unparalleled but because she doesn’t want to be tied down by anyone, she just does one-time jobs, she hates getting ordered around.

I think it’s time to visit my old friend, right now she’s on a wanted list even though no one’s ever seen her face before, except me, even the wanted list showed her with the creepy mask she always has on. She was shorter than me but still, I never won her in a spar, she likes leggings, so she would always wear a gym set and put on a multicolour jacket while wearing a baseball hat over her bob ash hair. She’s 28years old with a body of a teenager, she’s got an Asian figure but well adorned in front and back, I would always tease her about that a lot, and the freckles on her face….it made her stand out. I knew she was someone I needed if I want to get my revenge on those people, but she doesn’t trust someone so easily, if I want her to be by my side I’d have to come clean to her.

So, I started planning how to travel back but was interrupted by Allen’s presence, I didn’t want to stay in the same room with him ever. Why would he even be here in the first place, didn’t he hate Eleanor? I thought but he told me he could stay wherever he wants. I had to give up because I was not even in the mood to start arguing with him.

During my research I figured my brother had already been declared the successor of my father’s enterprise, so why does he still look at me with hateful scorn on his face, hiding his poisonous claws behind a brotherly facade? I doubt he has any motive to kill Eleanor so, he’s not on my suspect list…yet.

Allen appeared from the bathroom with just a towel, stealing my attention for a minute, he was quite toned for just a normal businessman…he’s not my type? Scratch that, he’s very much my type…the face is a bonus but that body is a real deal.

“Get a hold of yourself, Kira, this is not the time to admire a man’s pecs,” I thought within myself before I stood and head to bed before I end up raking him with my eyes again. I yawned feeling very tired, damn it! My first time in Eleanor’s body was a total waste, I mean I did get to see another part of life but the whole wedding thing sounds like a TV drama, even my life right now looked like a part of a fantasy novel.

Will I be able to sleep? I don’t think so…the bed, scent, and warmth felt so different to what I’m familiar with, I tossed in bed a few times trying to find a perfect spot and I eventually did but it still wasn’t comfortable enough, I kept getting flashes of my last moments that I started to sweat, then I met with a rock hard but warm surface, it gave me comfort so I snuggled close, exhaled and welcome the darkness and when I was just getting used to the unfamiliar warmth I was kicked off the bed, I was more aggrieved about the fact that I was just falling deeply asleep. I snapped ferociously at him throwing away the thought of acting like Eleanor, f**k Eleanor! This guy needs to be f*****g scolded! I stormed out of the room and walked off to the lounge at the end of the open hall,

This guy really makes me mad, calm down Kira, calm down…I thought as I arrived at the mini sitting room. This doesn’t look like a lounge to me at all. It looked like a small sitting room of an average house, I’m still tired so, I went back to sleep but it was not the same, the moment I felt I was falling asleep the flashbacks started, making me groan…the pain I felt when I first had my arms cut off, the pain was overwhelming, it made me turn and writhe in my sleep but I heard a loud call from outside that it made my eyes flutter open.

“Eleanor!” The call came louder than before and I ended up opening my eyes to meet the one person I wish wasn’t in front of me, his hands pressed tightly on my fragile arms making me think he wanted to snap them off my shoulders.

“Were you having a nightmare?” He asked with a worried look and a concerned tone.

“So, what’s it got to do with you…let go” I tried to peel his hands off me but despite grabbing his hand with all of my strength, he didn’t budge, just how do I turn like this?

“You seriously needn’t leave the room for me…I was just a little surprised that you were so close to me, I’m not used to sharing my bed with someone-

“And you think I’m used to it, just go to another room damn it, or let me go to another room,” I told him and he sighed.

“It’s not a big deal, let’s return to bed, I’m not going to work today so, I wanna go back to sleep already” And like that, I probably shouldn’t turn him down, he’ll figure out something’s weird since I already lashed out at him the other time. So, I grabbed the pillow and dragged the blanket behind me. We both ended up getting back on the bed together but we had our backs turned to each other only to wake up to be back in each other's arms. I jumped out of bed just as fast as the blink of an eye since I don’t want to get pushed out of bed by him again.

Do I really have to keep up with this bullshit? I held my head as a headache hit me! f**k! I cussed silently then moved to the shower where I was having a proper bath until someone…out of nowhere he opened the motherfucking door while yawning and rubbing his eyes, so I reached for anything within my reach and throw it to his f*****g face.

“Ouch” He let out a sharp exclaim but his eyes had now settled on me.

“What the-” Before he could take a step back he slipped because what I throw at him was the bar soap and before I knew it his hands were in the air asking for rescue, then he fainted. I really didn’t mean for that to happen but why the hell will he open the bathroom while I was still in it.

I dragged him from the door and into the room after I made sure I finish my bath of course. I put on some decent clothes then walked up to where I’d left him, gave him a hard slap to wake him up and it sure did work but he looked confused for a minute.

“You-

“Next time, make sure you f*****g knock” I stood and walked out of the room with my phone in my hand. I needed to contact one of my dad’s secretaries, who was in charge of taking care of my needs. I need to book an immediate flight…I called a couple of times and she picked up eventually but claim they were in a meeting but then I thought, I won’t be able to give my dad a reasonable excuse as to why I needed to leave town but…I glanced back to the room where my new husband was, I walked in to see him tending to his bleeding nose.

“What do you want now!?” He glanced sideways while keeping his head up to stop the bleeding.

“I changed my mind, let’s go on our honeymoon but this time we are not leaving for Vegas, we are leaving for Kansas.

“Excuse me?” His face shrunk up into a distorted look as if saying, what the f**k are you saying?

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