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Mercenary Wife – 8

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Simon stretched on the bed and blinked his eyes open. He had barely slept. He had found it hard to sleep after he’d returned to what he abstractedly considered his bedroom.

He pressed his fingers against his eyes as he pulled himself to sitting position. He had slept with her… had sex with her… made love to her… and he couldn’t believe that he had done it. It had started as an act of fury, a punishment. But somewhere in between his mouth devouring her mouth and his eyes beholding her naked form, it had changed and stopped being a punishment he was desperate to mete out.

What had started in fury has ended in love. For him at least, Simon thought and pushed to his feet, tossing aside the woollen cover.

She’d wanted him to stay. He’d been tempted to stay. But of course, he couldn’t. He stood in the bathroom and stared at the wall mirror. The bruise on his mouth was faded but the swelling on the lower lip was still visible. The pain on his body was still perceptible too. He had dared to come to his house; to come after his wife. Maybe he shouldn’t have fought… beat him up, Simon amended to his pride’s satisfaction. Maybe he should have had his idiot ass arrested instead.

He opened the cabinet underneath the mirror and took out the toothpaste and his toothbrush. He couldn’t have resisted pounding on the damned fool, he thought as his stomach clenched with remembered fury. He breathed purposely, lifted his toothbrush and killed off the fury as he blanked his mind and brushed his teeth.

Done, he tugged off his pyjamas and decided for a cold shower. It would further clear his thoughts.

Mercenary Wife – 7

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It had been a long week. Not a bad one; but a long trying one. She hadn’t quite earned his forgiveness. Maybe she’d expected… well no, hoped that her apology would do magic. But it hadn’t performed the slate-wiping miracle she’d unconsciously been hoping for. Whilst he was less aloof with her, he still maintained a certain distance from her.

It had been something of a great shock to actually realise that he’d indeed hired someone to tail and stalk her. But she couldn’t blame him for taking such extreme, intrusive actions. She’d broken his trust and she was finding out that it would take more than just words to heal the wound she’d inflicted on him and to win back his trust.

He’d moved back to the guestroom two days ago after the splint had been taken off his hand. She’d hoped that he would not. She’d hoped that one of the nights he’d spent on the bed and she on the couch, that he would invite her into the bed… to lie beside him if nothing else.

He hadn’t invited her into the massive double bed and he’d kept his eyes averted each time she’d chosen to dress and undress in his presence.

She was now convinced that he wasn’t at all the type of man to yield to the baser nature of his flesh. And whilst that was becoming something she admired in him, it was also the source of her greatest frustration at the moment, as it left her more confounded than ever on how to win him over. If sex was useless, then what other weapon has she got? Trying to act subdued… well, she wasn’t exactly acting. She has not been her usual carefree, confident-in-her-feminine-power self lately, and that wasn’t pretence.

Mercenary Wife – 6

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He had been in an accident. Another car had rammed into his own and shoved him—his car—against another car. The car was… Richelle didn’t know what state the car was in and she bloody didn’t care!

She didn’t care, not about the car. Not about the other cars that had been involved in the accident… or about their stupid drivers. She only cared about him. She only cared that he was lying on that too-narrow bed hospitals usually had and that he was breathing and that though he wasn’t looking at her, his eyes were open and that they could still see.

He could still see. He could still talk. He was alive. Period. That was all she cared about. Married just ten days and some crazy driver thought they could make a widow out of her? Idiots who shouldn’t be on the highway!

“Are you in pain?” He seemed to be trying to adjust his body and Richelle reached for his right hand. His left hand was immobilised by a splint. He had several cuts and wounds on the hand and it was supposed to heal faster if it was locked from unnecessary movements. It was thankfully the biggest of his injuries. The rest were just minor bruises on his forehead and chin.

“Of course, he’s in pain!” Abigail snapped.

Mercenary Wife – 5

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They had given him privacy to be with his wife, to deal with whatever they figured needed dealing with and now, they wanted to understand him. They were not looking to stick their noses into his private affairs, Simon knew that because he knew them. They were his family. They loved him. They were worried about him. It shamed and hurt him that his marriage would cause them worry instead of bring them joy.

“Tell us what is going on, Simon.” Papa TJ was a man who never prevaricated and who faced all things head on.

Simon stared at him with deep affection and respect. He was his father, in place of the father he had lost in a robbery incident where both his parents had been shot dead before he was even four. Simon had to be told of the tragedy, for he could not remember it though he’d been there. Papa TJ had taken him in, his brother’s only child, and he had raised him along with his own children. He was a fair man, a hard worker and a devout Christian. He had taught him faith, honour and dedication.

He had also taught him truth—to say it and to live it. It was sad that he couldn’t now completely tell him what was the truth.

“Nothing is going on, Papa. Nothing that any of you need worry about.”

Mercenary Wife – 4

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It wasn’t working. Nothing she did was working. And nothing she’d expected was happening. She hadn’t expected him to keep her prisoner in his bedroom but he had. He had kept her locked up in that room all day long and had returned a good minutes after nine p.m.to start shooting orders at her like some soldier husband.

Richelle hissed under her breath and stared with animosity at the TV screen she wasn’t watching. She hadn’t imagined him to be the type to spew out orders at his wife either. But you obviously never really knew a man until you were living with him as most people did say. For Christ’s sake, she’d had to rummage his refrigerator for something to eat! And he hadn’t even cared if she was going to die of hunger locked up as his little prisoner wife. Not that she’d felt much of a hunger with the anger that had been broiling inside of her.

Damn it! She’d tried everything she knew. She’d tried, multiple times and in multiple ways, the one thing she knew that never failed—seduction. But even that, especially that, had failed. Even when she could see desire in his eyes and feel it in his body, he never caved. He wasn’t the kind of man to be seduced. She’d realised it.

“Who knew there were those types?” Richelle muttered. Who’d have thought she’d wind up with a man who wasn’t dying to get her naked and who wouldn’t jump at her many unsubtle overtures to do just that? She was possibly married to an asexual man and she was doomed.

Mercenary Wife – 3

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Why would this happen to him? It tortured Simon that he still could not understand why. Why would it be him, of all people, to wind up with a treacherous woman who had no true feelings for him? Why would he, at thirty-four, fall into such a snare?

Why would God allow him to fall into such a snare?

He had prayed. Like he did when he faced any major step in his life. He had studied the Word and listened for the voice of the Lord. And then, he had gotten that very certain feeling of confidence that often followed moments of prayer and meditation. And it was that certainty, that confidence that sprung from a conscious feeling of approval from God, that tore off the hold on his heart and had inevitably, ended in him proposing to her and marrying her.

And now, it was all a mistake.

Oh God, why would you let this happen to me? Simon silently moaned and nursed his bottle of drink. Has he not shown enough commitment to God? Had he not loved, and served, him enough with all that he has and was? Had he not been faithful most of his adult life, shying away from all sins of flesh that offended him?

So why would he hear his prayers, allow him to have a false feeling of confidence and let him fall into a snare set by a woman of such duplicity and fickleness? Why, Lord?

Mercenary Wife – 2

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She sat, stunned and gaping at him, for the longest moment. Then she started to shake her head. “I don’t understand what you are trying to tell me. What are you saying, Simon?”

If his heart was wounded before by overhearing her make a mockery of him, having her lie to his face with a shocked expression that made him sound like a man right out of his mind blistered afresh those wounds.

“You didn’t misunderstand me, Richelle. And I am sure you heard me correctly.” Why did he have to feel so much pain instead of rage? “You married me just because I had money? That is the sole reason you dated me?” And why was his heart begging her to deny it when he already knew the truth? “How can you be so mercenary?”

“I am not a mercenary.” Richelle objected and sprang from the bed. “Good gracious! Simon, what is wrong with you? Why are you doing this? We just got married for heaven’s sake! Are you purposely trying to hurt me?”

“If I’m purposely trying to hurt you? Really, Richelle?” Who was this woman? Simon stared at her. At her self-righteous indignation. Had he ever known her? “The show is over, Richelle. Your game is up. I heard you. I heard you talking to Uma. Just minutes ago.”

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