Chapter 9

Juliette Pov I sat there wrapping my duvet around my with wide eyes as I watched a group of a man entering my room after knocking two to three times. My eyes fluttered open after I heard some knocking sounds on my door. Without thinking I gave the permission to the person to Come in guessing it to be Whitney and closed my eyes sleeping back. But then I heard some sounds and my eyes fluttered open only to find a group of a man entering into my room with some bags and some boxes keeping it on the floor. “Wha- What are you all doing?” I asked as I broke out of the shock and wrapped the duvet more firmly to cover my body. “Sorry for disturbing Ma’am but Mr. Sullivan asked us to keep all these boxes in your room” one of them spoke and turned around leaving the room. I watched as more of them came into my room and they kept some other boxes before scurrying out of the room. By this time my room was full of bags and boxes. I couldn’t even see the floor. The room was that packed. When all of them left I stood on the bed finding no place to walk on the floor. I took out the rubber band from my hand and hurriedly tied all my messy hair into a ponytail and took the cardigan from the bedside wearing it covering myself. “What the hell is all this?” I whispered as I shook my head and kept a hand on my hips. The door flew open and in walked with all his glory Zachary eyeing all the boxes and nodding to himself satisfied. He looked fresh. His hair was neatly combed back and it was still wet probably from his shower. He was wearing a full sleeved black plain shirt with his coat hanging on his arms and as always with a black pant and black shiny shoes. “What the hell is all this and can’t you knock before coming in?” I asked crossing my arms over my chest and glared at him. “Last time I checked, it was supposed to be my place,” he said and I rolled my eyes looking up biting my inner side of my mouth. “I can walk in wherever and whenever I want. I don’t need permission” he said and I scowled at his foolishness and chewed my inner side so harder that I swore I could feel bloody taste from that chewing. “Oh yeah? Didn’t your Mother teach you to knock before entering a woman’s room?” I spoke sweetly. Very sweetly. “Whatever!” He murmured and I huffed thinking that it was supposed to be mine line, not his. “And what the hell are you standing on that bed?” He asked looking up at me and I shrugged pointing towards the boxes. “What are all these?” I asked shockingly politely. He sighed and looked around all of the boxes. “This are your necessities,” he told me and I furrowed my eyebrows confused. “Necessities?” I questioned. “Clothes and all,” he said and the way he eyed at my bare legs I swore to god I felt little nervous. His gaze was intense and his eyes roamed on my legs before looking up. “Eyes up here Mister” I spoke Icily making him snap out of his little world. “Right!” He cleared his throat looking elsewhere and then checked the time on his watch. “Keep whatever you want and check if you need anything else. If you do then give a list of your things to Whitney” he told me and turned around to leave. “Wait!” I spoke up and he stopped turning back raising his eyebrows questionably. “I don’t need all this, even more ” I said as I gripped my Cardigan tightly. “And why is that?” He asked crossing his hands across his chest. “I don’t want anything from you okay. Isn’t that obvious? I don’t even know why the hell did you even marry me. You even kept me here away from everyone and God only knows what you did to them that now they are even denying that they even know me” I pushed back the hair out of my face angrily and walked towards him. The bed squeaked whenever I took a step. “If anything I want from you then that will be Freedom. Freedom from you and Freedom from this place. Freedom from all my nightmares. Do you understand?” I spoke pointing a finger towards his direction. “Listen! I have had enough already. Don’t start again with your Drama” he said and gave me a bored look which ignited my anger. “Drama?” I snapped and walked, even closer to him with my blood boiling. “Why yo-” my foot slipped and I lost my balance falling towards the ground. I closed my eyes and gasped when I felt a pair of arms wrapping around my torso and the next moment I found myself hanging in mid air. Slowly opening my eyes I looked at the owner of those strong arms only to find him holding me by my torso saving me from the fall. My feet were still on the bed while I clutched his collar fearing that I might end up on the floor if I let go. “At least watch where you walk” he spoke up and I couldn’t get myself from opening my eyes. It was my fault. “I think I should not have caught you,” he said and he loosened his grip on me scaring the hell out of me. “No!” I yelled clutching his shirt even more tightly and closed my eyes waiting for the impact. I heard a chuckle and I opened my eyes slowly only to be held mesmerized by those brown orbs which did something unusual to my heart. I felt a spark on the place wherever he touched me and surprisingly I wasn’t hating it. Those cold and deep brown orbs looked so mysterious and secretive. It was like he was hiding a sea of mystery behind his warm self-making him into a secretive yet ruthless person. “Listen to me” he spoke up and I broke out of my little world a bit startled that I was caught staring. “Choose whatever you like and pack all your stuff. We would be flying to my home in a day” he said and I found myself nodding but then realization hit me hard and I glared back at him. “I am not going anywhere with you,” I told him and even tried to choke him clutching his shirt even more tightly. He smirked at me and raised an eyebrow then the next moment he threw me back on the bed and I yelled startled. I bounced a little on the bed which made some squeaking noises and I held my head feeling little dizzy. “What the heck?” I snapped and took a pillow throwing it at him which he dodged easily and threw it back on the bed. “Choose some decent clothes unless you want to roam around naked,” he told me and I looked at him with wide eyes shocked. My mouth opens and closed like a fish. I felt my cheeks burning and I gritted my teeth. “And don’t flatter yourself thinking that I would even notice your body. I have seen better for your kind information. You will only make me want to hit my head hard on the wall for such” he gestured using his hand towards my body “such you know what I mean”. He freaking insulted me? He freaking insulted a woman and that also me? “Get lost!” I pointed my finger towards the door and he gave me his idiotic smirk and satisfied look before turning around walking out of my room. I got up from the bed and jumped up from the boxes hurriedly running into the bathroom. I stripped naked and stood in front of the mirror inspecting my body from every direction. “Am I not attractive?” I asked to myself as I posed into a hot posture. Last time I checked I never had to ask this question to myself. Ever. Kiara and even Emmett always told me that I had an attractive figure. An attractive feminine silhouette. My breasts were not that big as any bimbo but it looked good with round and full figure. My stomach was toned and flat because all of my Yoga and my butt was also not that big but it was enough what a man would want. “He is not a man” I snapped pointing a finger at the mirror. “Bloody hell he hurt my ego and confidence” I even screamed shouting at top of my lungs. “Seen better” I mimicked his tone and kept my hands on my hips. “I have seen better” I threw my hands in the air as I stepped into the shower and turning it on. As the water touched my body I began to think whose body have I seen who can even compete with his. “Emmett was good but I think Zac-” I hit my head “What is wrong with you? You are freaking comparing that egoistic man to your Emmett?” I scolded myself and shook my head turning the shower into cold one. “He is just a Stupid egoistic man who needs to learn how to be polite to everyone. Basically women. Especially me” I spoke to myself as I kept on ranting and shook my head at all his negativity which I suffered. “Zachary Stupid Dog Sullivan” I grumbled to myself as I turned off the shower and wore the bathrobe throwing all my wet hair towards a side.