Stephen Pov


    Merlyn was in seventh heaven. I am just not able to take my eyes off of her. The way she smiles, her looks, her innocent talks, I have be a fan of everything about her.


    Everything went on quite well with the honeymoon. I had been pulling myself back since quite some time. I need to tell her the truth. I am feeling restless. I do not know how she would react after receiving the news – The truth behind her parent’s death. I never knew that this sort of a day would ever arise in my life. I cracked millions of business deals in a wink of an eye. But expressing the truth to her has been taking my breath away.


    The other side of my heart argued. There was no necessity for her to learn the truth. Her parents are dead and they cannot be brought back. By her knowing the truth doesn’t make any difference. And regarding the people who are alive for her, he had saved her uncle by sponsoring his surgery.


    To be on the safer side, I had got all her signatures done on the marriage contract in the name of her resignation to thepany. She cannot divorce me for another two years which is enough time for me to win back her heart.


    As I was still closing my eyes and thinking about her, I heard her. ‘Hey Stephen get up! Let’s go shopping.” She asked cheerfully. I groaned and opened my eyes. There she is in all her beauty. Her hair was wet and droplets of water were falling on the ground. She was only in her pink towel. A little bit of her cleavage was exposed as her towel slipped slightly and Oh God! Fuck. She was looking sexy as hell.


    Her naturally pink lips were formed into a cute pout. She was imploring me to get up by dragging my hand to pull me out of the bed with all her strength, but could not move me even an inch. If there was somebody else, I wouldn’t budge, but she was my beautiful wife requesting me. So I got up from the bed to the washroom. But before going, I turned towards her and pointed a finger to her, Imanded ‘You will first finish your breakfast and then only we are going out. Not having breakfast means no outing.” I expressed finality in my voice, I had already experienced it. Whenever she is in a hurry to go out, she will skip eating and that’s not going to happen this time.


    She pulled a face and nodded like a small child. She is the only person in this world whom I can describe as both cute and sexy. I just do not understand how she manages to be both – ‘My Flower’.


    After I finished bath I served her pancakes – her favorite with chocte syrup. She was chewing them, eagerly watching her favorite TV show with wide eyes. She would make adorable faces and sometimes scream at the characters, as though all drama is going on just in front of her – a drama queen that she was. I was in all awe watching her from a distance leaning to the door frame. Unknowingly, I called her ‘Flower” and she looked at me with her big blue eyes. Her mouth waspletely stuffed with the pancakes, almost like a cutesy balloon. With that face she can’t even scare a fly. I do not know how she will control our children in future. ‘Eat fast ‘Flower’. I spoke tenderly.


    She looked back and forth between me and the te and dumped the pancake with chocte syrup into the mouth like a cute puppy munching over its food. The syrup was leaking out from the sides of her fingers and she began to lick pulling her finger into the mouth. ‘Fuck’ how am I going to pull on this day with her this way. I just want to push away the shopping part and take her to the bed right now.


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    It was night time, we finished our dinner and ‘My Flower’ was lying beside me. I pulled her to my chest and yed with her strands of hair. I cannot lie to her anymore. She trusted and married me without asking any question. How was I going to expose the biggest sin of my life? ‘Flower’ I called and pulled her more into me. I wanted to feel her all the time, especially when I am tense. I told her that I want to share my life’s biggest truth with her. She put her tiny hand on my chest tofort me and motioned me to speak. Making a sigh with regret, I told her about her parent’s ident, death and almost everything. I panicked all through my deration to look through her eyes to trace any kind of resentment towards me and if she did I am sure I cannotpose myself. But to my surprise her face was emotionless. I could not untangle her mental stature.


    She slept beside me the whole night without uttering a single word. I just could not understand what was going on in her mind. Sometimes she is very impassive. We spent our honeymoon in Fiji for 10 days and returned the next day in the same flight. During the flight I put a hand on her shoulder to ease her but she stiffened. Realizing that she required some space to recoup from the biting truth of our lives, I distanced myself from touching her to make her feelfortable.


    I bought a new house for us to stay in. I made every corner of the housefortable for her. I took time to create an entire new wardrobe for her. I brought every dress which felt eye-catching to me, almost all footwear which looked beautiful and everything which she could require. After all she is the wife of multi billionaire Stephen Collomen. I instructed my cook to prepare foods only of her choice and house helps to be at her service always. I wanted to give her all the happiness whether it is materialistic or physical.


    Giving instructions to every being in the house, I went to my bedroom. My beauty was sleeping peacefully. After all, she might be feeling tired because of the entire journey. A series of curses went out of me. I should not have nned for a far off ce for the honeymoon which made her too tired.


    Giving one final look at her I kissed her lips and left without turning back. Because if I turn I would keep ogling her without doing any work.


    Will she forgive me? The same question kept repeating in my mind again and again.