GREY'S
"I suggest, Sir, that we ambush them. Hailey surely reported to her father already, and for sure, Mr. Green will get revenge," one of my men mentioned, while we were deliberating about what happened to Hailey.
I remained silent while they talked. I have to think of another way to get her off my back.
But I was interrupted from my thoughts when my phone rung. Seeing the caller, I frowned.
Why is he calling me now?
I answered it anyway.
"What?" I greeted, not in the mood to talk to him.
"What have you done? You should think first before striking! You know that once you started it, they will be after you. And not just after you, but after your wife too. Especially her, not to mention! You are not thinking!" Dad yelled at me on the other line.
"I am very aware of my actions," I countered, not swayed by his remarks at me.
"Yeah, you are? Tell me, where's your wife? Son, Hailey knows that you are hiding her in your penthouse. Blowing her car makes her mad now. She is surely targeting your wife now. What have you done?" Dad anxiously told.
"I got everything under control. Don't meddle," I mentioned with grit.
"Oh, I will. Mr. Green just called me, do you know that? He said that he already told her daughter to leave the City, but what did you do? You chased her out of the City! What are you thinking? She was peacefully taking her time off, but because of your recklessness, she is out now and hunting your wife!" Dad replied angrily.
"I will never let her touch my wife, over my dead body. One more thing, she was the one who started it, and not me," I fired back.
"Yeah, right. But you could have avoided it, and why don't you just let her be? What happened to you? I know that you planned ahead before striking, but what happened to you now? Have you lost your mind? I gotta go now before you completely lost your wife because of your recklessness. God, Grey!" Dad told, and dropped the call madly.
I, then, opened the CCTV camera on my phone to see if there's anything suspicious around when I noticed the time. It's 3pm already.
Did she eat already?
Look at her, she's busy reviewing.
And so, I called to know how is she doing, but before she answered I silenced my men, or my wife will suspect me.
Everyone looks at me.
I signaled my hand for them to be quiet, and they kept their mouths closed.
We talked a little, and I asked her to eat when her food came.
"I love you, my Hubby," she mentioned sweetly.
I was taken aback by what I heard. Even though she said it to me already, I am still not used to it.
"Hubby?" she called, which woke me up.
"I love you, too. Bye," I responded, and immediately dropped the call.
I, then, noticed all of my men smiling because of how I acted towards my wife in front of them all.
"What? Get over yourself," I announced, not minding them.
I looked down at my phone again to order something delicious for her, just like I said. Chicken and fries, she said? Okay.
Done. Ordered.
'Sir, your Dad is here.'
My attention was diverted again when I saw the text from my guard.
So, I opened the CCTV camera again to see the front gate where there was a white car.
Yeah, that's Dad's car.
I called Dad, and in just two rings he answered.
"What are you doing at the front gate?" I asked seriously.
"Well, I need to pay a visit to my favorite daughter-in-law, and make sure everything is fine," Dad replied in an obvious tone.
"You don't have to. I have my guards around. They are all well-trained so, you don't have to worry," I convinced him.
"You never know. Let me just remind you, son, Hailey is a tricky woman. I wouldn't underestimate her if I were you," Dad told like threatening me.
"I know that. Leave my wife alone. He doesn't know about you just yet. I don't want her to have a headache again," I gritted.
I will not let him ruin my plan for her.
"Is that so? Or, you just don't like her to remember something?" Dad commented.
"Okay, that's it. I'm coming over," I stated, and stood up, turning my phone off.
I went down to my garage, and I saw my motorcycle so, I took it to be able to get to my penthouse faster.
And in just a matter of minutes, I got home when I saw Dad talking to my guard.
"I already talked to my son. I said, open the gate," Dad demanded while he's inside the car.
"Do not open the gate," I announced while walking towards Dad.
Dad's eyes diverted to me when he heard me. I stood in front of him, and we glared at each other.
"You are putting her in danger," Dad commented.
"Yes, I know, but I'll make sure that no one will touch her. Now, get out of here because you are not welcome here," I responded with a grit, and I stepped closer to give him a threat.
"Hubby?" I heard a familiar voice from my back.
Is that Katlyn?
I immediately turned my head to see where the voice came from, and I saw her walking out of the gate.
What is she doing here? I told her not to go out.
I approached her, to stop her from getting close to my Dad before anything happened.
"What's going on here? And, who is he?" she wondered, and she looked at my back.
"Why did you go out? Come on, let's go inside," I questioned, and I pulled her inside again.
Her curiosity will kill me.
"Hi, Katlyn," I heard Dad from my back.
What the hell?
My wife stopped walking when she heard my Dad, and so did I.
"You know me? But, I do not know you. Do we know each other before?" my Wife asked confusingly, even though I was stopping her to getting too close to Dad.
"Yes, we met before at your wedding. But then, you got into an accident. I'm Grey's father, Raymond. It's nice to see you again," Dad introduced himself, and he extended his arm to get a handshake from my wife.
I glared at Dad because of what he was doing. Fvck him.
"Hello, Sir. Sorry, and I did not recognize you. Because of the car accident, I temporarily lost my memory," my Wife apologized, and took Dad's hand.
But I quickly pulled her hand, and got in between them, which made her turned to me, and we look at each other.
"What's the matter with you?" she asked me curiously.
"Let's go inside. You shouldn't be here outside. Come on, let's go inside," I said, and I pulled her more inside the house.
"But, what about your Dad?" she added, looking at Dad at my back since they were still talking to each other.
"Let him be," I responded seriously, and I locked the gate.
"Just call me Dad, sweetheart!" Dad yelled at my back for the last time.
Fvck him.
I hurried inside the house, and locked the door too.
"Is there anything wrong?" she queried, pulling from me and standing in front of me.
"Nothing. Just go back inside and resume what you are doing. Don't mind Dad outside. Do not go out again without my permission," I replied angrily, and I walked inside to go to my office, letting her.
I need to add more security here. I will not let Hailey hurt my wife, nor Dad to get too close to her.
Furthermore, I sat down to my swivel chair, and opened my phone to call the guard outside. In just one ring, they answered me.
"Shoo him away, and tell him not to visit here ever again on my behalf," I told, and I shut my phone.
"Why are you shooing your Dad away?" I heard my wife spoke in front of me.
What the—she followed me here?
"What are you doing here? Get out," I demanded, pointing at the door.
Her eyes widened after my burst. "I—uh...Sorry," she apologetically said, and walked going to the door.
Oh, no.
I stood up from my seat, and approached her to charm her.
"No, I did not mean that," I sweetly recited, and I gently touched her face with my right hand while my left went straight to her hand.
She looked down, instead of looking directly into my eyes.
Great. I scared her. Now, I need to explain my side to her.
"I'm so sorry, my Wifey. I was just not in the mood, that's why I said that. Please understand," I charmingly told, and I lifted her chin to look at me.
The moment our eyes met, I saw in her eyes that she was hurt by what I did.
I claimed her lips to remove the queries in her eyes, and I carried her, putting her legs around my torso. I, then, put her down to my desk, letting her seat while I stand in front of her.
She suddenly pulled from our kiss that stopped me, and I looked into her eyes again.
"What's with you and your Dad? Did you two fight?" she questioned out of the blue.
I looked away at her as I thought for an excuse. She must not know that they used to be close before.
"Answer me," she asked, not leaving her eyes on me.
"Listen," I told, and I looked at her again with my most convincing eyes. "I, and Dad, are not on good terms right now. He—uh...how am I going to say this?" I pretended to think.
"Tell me, what is it?" she wondered again, following my eyes.
"To be honest, I am mad at him," I stated directly into her eyes, and as serious as I can to convince her.
"Why? What did he do to you? Did he hurt you?" she queried more, and she touched my face while looking at my body to see if I get hurt.
Okay, that's so sweet of her.
"He was the reason my Mom died. I mentioned this to you already before our wedding. He cheated on Mom when I was still young that...he even married his mistress. That's why I don't like him near you. He's no good. Okay? Do not go near him ever again. Or, even talk to him. Okay?" I announced.
"I understand your anxiety, my Hubby. Come here," she responded with her beautiful smile, and she pulled my face so, I could rest my temple at hers while she's caressing my cheeks that calm me down.
She just sweetly smiled at me while I just stared at her mesmerizing blue eyes that were digging into my soul.
She's so sweet, and innocent. I am lucky, and I have her.
"From now on, you need to tell me what's bothering you, okay? So, I can understand what's happening. I'm your wife now. Share with me your dilemma, and your whereabouts, okay? As we vowed to each other when we got married that we will stay in good and in bad times, and in sickness and in health. I love you so much, my Hubby," she recited, and from there she took my anxieties away.
How did I get so lucky to have her?
I smiled at her. She's just small compared to me, but...the way she handles things is beyond I can imagine.
"And, I love you more than you know," I replied without hesitation, and I possessively claimed her.
That while we were kissing, I unbuckled my belt and let it fall on the floor.
I want her now. She's mine, and forever be mine.
I, then, pulled her pants down with her undies. My hand also started to roam her body. That turned me on so much. And without her permission, I thrust myself inside her. She moaned in every thrust I take, which hardened me more, and my office was filled with love I never thought I would ever have.
To be continued...