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“Yes, yes we are,” he boomed from behind me.

“I’m Mary. Please come in!”

Mary could hardly contain her excitement over being considered as a potential affiliate of the prestigious Pardini hotel chain.

The cottage was immaculate. There were a living room whose floors looked like they had been polished, a giant solarium with a breakfast table and plush, comfortable looking couches, and a tiny, cramped kitchen. The upstairs led to the rooms. It was the cutest place I had ever seen. Tom the cat darted inside from between my legs.

“I brought my cat with me, I hope that’s all right with you?” he asked in an innocent tone.

From the look on Mary’s face, it was certain it wasn’t all right, but she was too terrified to say otherwise. I turned around to glare at my husband.

He shouldn’t use his status to bully people like this.

Mary’s face fell, but she recovered. “No, no sir. It’s no trouble at all.” She bit her lip as the cat jumped on one of the couches in the solarium.

“Wonderful. My wife and I want to take a nap, and then we’ll probably want dinner. Do you have any recommendations?”

“Y—yes! The Ebrington Arms is right down the street. I shall arrange for you for seven.”

“Lovely. Come, darling.”

My face burned, partly in anger, and partly flattered that Mary thought I was his wife. He carried both suitcases up the narrow stairs, refusing all offers from Mary for help.

“Your room is just to the right. It has a lovely view of the garden. The Wi-Fi password is within the book inside your room.”

“W—wait we’re sharing a room?” My face burned even brighter, forgetting that Mary was behind us.

He gave a good-natured chuckle. “Of course, silly!”

William’s laying it on thick.

It reminded me of his antics at the restaurant when he crashed my date with that boring guy; I already forgot his name.

“We’re newlyweds,” he explained to Mary. “She comes from a conservative background, so she was always shy.”

I clenched my fists. Newlyweds who don’t wear wedding rings?

Mary looked perplexed by all of this information. “I had no idea. Well, I’ll go back downstairs to call the restaurant.”

Will’s face crinkled into a smile. “Thank you.” He pushed the door open and wheeled the suitcases inside.

It was a small, neat room. A small, old TV stood on top of a desk in the corner. The bed was small—probably a double--and the tiled bathroom was spotless and the towels were fresh. On the nightstand were a few snacks and a small pot for making tea. Will sat on the bed, his head a few feet underneath the triangular roof. I could see his mind whirring, analyzing every detail. The billionaire looked unimpressed.

I looked out of the window and saw a cute, small garden and even more of the English countryside. How wonderful it must be to live here, I thought.

“I don’t know about this place. It’s—minimalistic.”

“I think it’s great. She was so excited to see you.”

He grinned. “Lots of women are excited to see me.”

I guess I had that one coming. I tried to bury my smile. “Do you have to be such an ass?”

My heart jumped as he pushed himself off the bed and walked toward me. I suddenly realizedhow alone we were, and how tall and imposing he was. My heart thudded painfully. I wondered what it would be like to be married to him.

Probably hellish.

But waking up to his face like his every morning would be a dream. Overwhelmed with that vision, my hand flew to my necklace and yanked on the chain.

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