Chapter 23: Chapter 23

"S-Sanitary P-Pads" She said as her face became red.

I just stood there staring at her blankly. Then I took a step back and walked out of the room...

Oh God! Who knows that buying such stuff would be that embarrassing. Mama once slapped me because I asked what those are. She was so furious about it but no one was affected when I was buying it.

Me. Raymond Smith. Buying something like that.

I swear if there was anything else I would love to give it to her or is it the perception Mother induced? Celine never talked to me about it either so it was kinda awkward since I wasn’t used to knowing about it.

As I was coming back I saw the bakery she used to work at. I stopped my car and brought some sweets and chocolates for her,

I went home and hand them over,

"Here you go.." I said looking away.

"Thanks.." She said with a small smile as she left.

I sighed and lay on the bed again. It's almost 12 and I still haven't freshened myself. Finally she came out as she said,

"Raymond.. Thank you.." I swear whenever she called my name my heart skips a beat.

"Anything for you" I said without removing my arms from my face.

"Raymond...." Oh please stop Violet, You are arousing my desire. She sounds so pleasing when calling my name.

"What is it now, love?" I asked calmly.

"Can I cook breakfast today..?" She asked.

"No." I replied sternly.

"Please..?" She asked sweetly. Damn! You can't do this to me. You cannot persuade me with your manipulation.

"I said No." I said sitting up and glared at her despite my desire to pull her close to me and kissed her intensely.

"I want to make breakfast... for you.. to thank you.." She trailed off, passing me a faint smile. She knows she cannot sway me, if she wants to.

"For Me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes.. as gratitude..." She spoke faintly.

"I don't need it." I spoke firmly. I want to. I want to. I want to have breakfast made by you. Why is my ego so damn big!?

"Please..."She looked at me with puppy eyes. Seems like I lost that battle.

"Okay... but...If anything happens then you are not even allowed to go near the kitchen. Got it?" I got up as she smiled as left the room. I smiled to myself. How I strive to spend moments like this with her.

I got out and changed into a casual shirt and trouser as I decided to take the day off. Oh For God sake! My wife is in such a good mood. I can't let that change slide to spend time with her.

The moment I got out of the room I bumped into Violet.

"Raymond!" She called my name frowning.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Emma is not letting me!" She shouted.

"Calm down and tell me, where is she not letting you?"

"Kitchen." She said pouting. I chuckled at her as she looked at me angry.

"Fine. I am not making anything for you." She began to leave but I held her hands and took her to the kitchen as her face held a scowl.

As soon as we entered the Kitchen I ordered everyone to leave us alone, Her smile returned and she also began to push me out,

"This is what I get to allow you to come into the kitchen?" I asked with amusement.

"Yes. Now wait." She went inside the kitchen as I watched her. She is truly one in a million.

I was sitting in the dining hall as Violet came in smiling as she served me that breakfast. She took a seat beside me and began to look at me, I took a bite and said,

"It's Good."

She smiled and began to eat as well.

"Oh yeah Violet.." I began to say.

"Hmm?" She said with her mouth filled.

"I brought some sweets for you... you know I have heard... that girls like sweets in.... those days..." I began to say. It's so embarrassing to talk about it, let alone to even mention it.

“Why are you stuttering? You can say it. It's called a period.” She frowned, arching a brow at me.

“Um.. My.. Mother told me to not talk to girls about it.” I stammered.

“Why not? It’s natural, Raymond. You can talk about it.” She sighed, shaking her head.

"Uh... okay." I mumbled.

She nodded. Is it my imagination or is she really looking kinda ....childish?

After breakfast, I looked for her and saw her sitting in the garden making flower crowns. I saw her with a smile as she wore them. I went to her.

I walk behind and took one of the crown and put it on her head,

"A Queen needs A Crown." I told her with a smirk.

"Then should I give the devil a trident?"She said, referring to me with a chuckle, but it didn't hurt that much because her voice wasn't that cold. It somehow sounded sweet.

And the rest of the day went normal as I spent my day working on my study.

But today was worth my past month of hatred. Her one moment of sweetness can compensate for her thousand hatreds.

Only if she knew I died to live moments like this with her... I smiled to myself as I nuzzled closely to Violet, feeling her warmth which gives me endless rapture and the benediction to have her in my arms.

I kissed her shoulders and went to sleep with my Violet in my arms.

Raymond POV:-

"Congratulations Mr Smith on our partnership as well as on your Wedding." My new business partner Mr Cooper said.

"Your Very Welcome," I said with the usual pride I have around me. We shook hands sealing our partnership.

"Well... Mr Smith, for our partnership. I would like to hold a party next week. I hope you and Mrs Smith shall attend." He said.

"Of course we will," I replied.

"Well then see you there." He said as he left. I sighed and now I have to convince Violet to come.

Next Week

"Violet.." I called her.

She looked up at me from her breakfast as she gave me her usual cold look.

"We're going to a party tonight, "I said in a calm manner, which I knew too well, doesn't gonna remain the same soon.

"Well...You are going to a party."She smiled coldly.

"Violet. We are going. Be ready."I ordered as I sat up and began to leave.

"No Way!" She yelled. "Don't force me to do things I don't want." And my calm demeanor broke as I Glared at her and walk towards her, she stood up and took a step back,

"I said I am not going!!"She Yelled again.

"You...Raise your voice again.."I said in rage. She gasped in fear as I harshly pulled her to me.

"We. Are. Going. Understood?"I said in aggravation.

"No..."Her voice came out like a whisper. She quivered in apprehension by my aura of wrath.

"No...Right?" I leaned in closer and said in a terrifying tone. She was so frightened yet still she disobeyed me. She looked away, and I really want to teach her some sense of disobeying me like that. I pulled her closer as our bodies touch as I began to say in a low voice,

"Fine then,...But don't blame me when your mother lost her job and couldn't be able to raise your beloved brother...just because of your Damn Disobedience.." her eyes widened as she began to beg,

"Please... no... not that.... I-I'll go.."

"Good, " I said as I left.