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“Umm… nothing.”
Every corner of his penthouse is more stunning, spacious, and lively than mine. The stairs on my right curve and lead to the floor upstairs. As soon as I took the tour, my mind was bombarded with all the ideas I could implement to spruce this place up and make it perfect. Of course, the master bedroom is the best of all rooms with a glass wall on each side of the four-poster bed and a balcony in the front.
Since Dash owns the apartment, I couldn’t be selfish and steal it by calling dibs. Trust me, I was tempted. Instead, I chose the one downstairs, far away from his. So I really don’t understand why he’s suddenly in a pissy mood at having it to himself.
He takes a threatening step forward and tilts his head as he demands, “Then how come your bags are in the other bedroom, wifey?”
“If you think I’m sharing a room with you, you’re delusional,my fake husband,” I announce the second the meaning behind his words register. It’s not as if someone is coming to visit us and check the proof of our relationship.
I gulp, my back hitting the wall as he crosses the distance between us and cages me in. Bending to be as close as possible while keeping his promise of not to touch me when alone, his breath fans across my lips as he growls, “I didn’t ask you to move in because I needed a roommate, kitten. You’re going to be my wife soon and there’s no way you are allowed anywhere but in my bed.”
“Did you even listen to my rules?” My anger rises at his commanding tone, trying to have his way. Lifting my chin, I remind him, “No bossing me around.”
“I told you I’ll give you a choice. So either you shift your stuff upstairs or I’m bringing mine down to yours.”
“That’s not a choice, you asshole.”
“I only had one condition and so far, you’re not holding your end of the bargain, kitten.”
My breasts brush against his wide chest as I exhale a rough breath. The urge to push him away rises but I ignore it because it will mean touching him. No way am I giving him the satisfaction.
“It wasn’t mentioned that I had to share the bedroom with you, Dash. I moved in like you asked. So, really, it’s your fault,” I say in a breezy tone.
Instead of making him fume like I intended, he becomes eerily calm. I sense the devious wheels turning in his head and my insides tighten into a tensed ball when a tiny smirk lights up his face.
“You say being alone with me doesn’t scare you but your actions say otherwise.”
“For the last time, I’m not scared,” I snap.
“Then prove it.”
The manipulative, bossy bastard simply shrugs and his eyebrow arches arrogantly as he waits for my answer. Like he doesn’t already know that I never back down from a challenge, especially from him. I’m torn between telling him to stick his “then prove it” up his ass and proving him wrong. The latter half of me wins.
“Fine. I’ll share the master bedroom with you.”And annoy you into regretting it. I keep the promise to myself. When he continues to breathe down my neck, I sigh, “Will you step back, please?”
“Anything for you, wifey.”
“Then stop calling me wifey.”
“I’m just practicing,” he replies with an innocent smirk.
“Don’t kill him,” I mutter to myself as I shove past him and walk away. His amused chuckle, following and taunting me down the hall.
Chapter Twenty-four
BIANCA
The evening comes way too soon until it’s time for dinner.
However, it’s only because his mighty ass demanded I finish moving my clothes and other items to his bedroom upstairs by the end of the day. I’m pretty sure he secretly loves seeing our clothes arranged together in the closet more than I do. For a man who despises intimacy except while fucking, he sure likes to make me an exception.
It does strange things to my already confused head.
Last I saw, he was busy talking on the phone in another room, which I’m guessing will be his home office since the movers brought in and placed a sleek wooden desk inside, along with a matching chair. It was the only new furniture since the rest of the apartment was fully furnished. Though I wouldn’t mind replacing a few things.
While he’s gone, I order us both some food. Chinese for him and a burger and fries for me. It will take another half an hour for it to arrive so I sit at the dining table, pull out my laptop, and work on a project I’m behind on. I took half a day off today with the moving and all, so I now have a lot of emails to catch up on.
I’m a few minutes in when my phone starts ringing and Arya’s name flashes on the screen. Looks like Mom finally discussed it with her if she’s calling. Everything happened so fast that it slipped my mind to tell my sister myself. Last time we talked, I didn’t reveal much.
