Rose's POV
I blinked profusely, trying to calm my racing heart down as I held on to Zena's hand so tightly, hoping that she could be the protection I needed right now.
“K... Keith, you are back," I stuttered, trying to put on a fake smile.
Keith didn't even respond to me, he just took off his suit and threw it on the bed as he looked between me and Zena and, soon enough, he walked into the adjoining closet.
I quivered hoping he hadn't heard any of our conversations as I continued to hold on tightly to Zena as if she was my only lifeline.
“Calm the hell down," Zena scolded me, but her words fell on deaf ears.
“How could I be calm when he must have overheard our plans," I whispered back.
With my heart beating in uncertainty, I prayed to the universe to prevent Keith from going into a full rampage. But to my greatest surprise, Keith walked out of the closet shirtless. He walked towards me, kissing me softly.
"How are you doing sweetheart," he asked, stroking my cheeks, and I froze immediately, looking up at him confused.
I shifted my gaze to Zena, wondering if she was seeing the same thing that I was currently seeing as I looked back up at Keith again, still shocked beyond words.
“Sweetheart, did you have a good day," he asked again, kissing my cheeks this time.
Confused, and oblivious, I nodded my head softly as I didn't know what next to say and I didn't want to make him angry.
”I see your sister Zena is here as well," he said, walking up to the bedside.
“Yes, she came to see me," I mumbled as my lips were still shaking out of fear.
''Okay great..." He said, turning towards her.
"Hi dear Zena, have you come to see if I'm hitting my wife," Keith said nonchalantly as he stared daggers at her.
''Keith... Looks says it all, I don't need to ask," Zena said angrily.
All of a sudden, Keith burst out laughing as he moved closer to us.
“ Oh dear sister, in-law, you know your sister here is so clumsy and she just felt okay, " he said, looking at me with those eyes of his that immediately caused chaos within me, making me unable to breathe as fear took hold of me.
“Baby, tell your sister here that you fell," Keith urged me to speak.
“Zena, I fell," I said with shaky lips, looking down at my feet.
“You see there is nothing here for you to see, so it's best you leave my dear sister-in-law before you start cooking up stories that don't exist," he huffed as he walked up to stand beside me.
I looked at Zena, begging her not to leave because I wasn't sure what he was going to do to me once she left.
“I said leave my damn house," Keith shouted a bit this time and it made me flinch, knowing the beast was going to come out at any moment.
Zena looked at me in a comforting way, with her eyes telling me to be strong. She soon pulled away from my tight grip as she turned around and left.
Feeling her hands leave mine, I felt empty as I watched her leave.
”I don't want her back in this house again," I soon heard Keith say beside me.
“But she is my only family," I tried to protest.
Oh, darling, did you forget that I don't like to be questioned," he said, grabbing hold of me forcefully as he dug his fingers deep into my skin.
''She is not allowed back into this house and that is final," he said into my ear as I nodded quickly just to stop the pain his fingers were currently inflicting on me.
He soon pushed me to the couch as he walked back into the closet.
Trying to calm the pain coursing through my arm, I closed my eyes, welcoming the darkness once more, but his voice soon broke me out of my void state.
'Get ready, we are going to an event gala tonight," Keith ordered.
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I hated going to this kind of event but I was used to it, it was my life being married to Keith.
Dressing up, concealing the marks and the bruises, smiling and waving like everything was alright, it was my show and I was one hell of an actress in it.
Reaching the event and stepping down from the car, holding on to Keith, as usual, seeing lots of flashing lights and paparazzi yelling our names.
“Mr. And Mrs. Richards this way please, Mr. and Mrs. Richards, smile for the camera," the paparazzi all said.
Looking at them, I knew what I had to do.
"Showtime... " I said to myself as I put on one of my award-winning smiles, waving back at the cameras.
"We were the couple of year, as our names were on everyone's lips.
Keith and I soon entered the beautifully decorated hall, as people of all calibers came to greet us and, as always, I played the part of a good trophy wife.
I said only a few words, letting Keith have his moment, as I smiled and nodded so damn much that my face and head hurt like hell, and I prayed for it to be over soon.
Finishing making our rounds, we were soon ushered to our seats as the events started.
Engrossed in the event, I noticed a red-haired girl taking her seat beside Keith.
She was all smiling at him, and he wasted no time caressing her exposed skin beneath the table.
"She must be his new sidepiece," I said to myself as I shook my head.
"I knew I should be angry about Keith cheating on me with some random girl, but I was not, I just felt sorry for the girl in question.
The event went on throughout the night and I was super exhausted, but I was glad it was finally over.
As we were about to leave, when one of Keith's men whispered into his ear, and in an instant Keith's demeanor changed to a more serious one.
"Make sure you take my wife home, I have to take care of some other issues," he told his men, and soon enough, I was ushered into the car hurriedly.