The King Maker's Bride

months, I'm sure I will do just fine, six months and I will be out of this hell" she spoke to her image. All she could do now was to hold on the thread of hope. It's not like her father has for on

is cold eyes locked on her. He noticed that he had changed into something simple, a short and crop top that exposed her stomach. His eyes were feasting on her long legs. "Can't I make calls in peace anymore, do I need your consent on whom I talk to. What we have is just business, Mr. Adrian, don't forget that. I'm not someone you can control" Emilia spoke in irritation, she was at peace since he left her at the stairs now he's back to haunt her. Adrian took a long stride towards her, he hates the fact that this lady gets on his nerves with everything that she does and what she says. Emilia's stomach growled loudly, distracting Adrian from his real intention "have you had anything to eat since morning" he asked untying his tie. "I'm not hungry" Emilia gave a short response, getting on the bed to sleep. "It's obvious that you are and it would do you a lot of good if you get your ass downstairs and have your stomach filled" Adrian commanded, moving to his closet. Emilia ignored him, plugged in her headphones, took her laptop from the desk near the table and started working. Adrian was stunned, he's very sure that she wouldn't live long in his house if she keeps defiling his orders. He's been saying more than usual for the past thirty-six hours that he met this lady. He might grow grey hair quickly at this rate. "Are we sharing the same room? I want a separate room for myself" Emilia said, as if she's just realizing the situation. "Separate rooms? For what, let me guess you have money to pay rent or what? I'm sure you don't. We are couples and there won't be a need for that. We share the same room and bed like every normal c