Vanessa’s POV
"Let me help you with your seat belt, I know you're too local to handle something like this" Richard mocked with an evil smirk on his face.
After moving into his house for what seemed like years even though it's been for two weeks, I've tried my best to ignore his wrath and mad attitude.
I've also learned to warm up to him, understand him for who he really us but not accept the mad attitude in him.
"This is your first time in a plane, right?" He asked
"If your brain had been working instead of mocking me, you'll know that I didn't fly or crawl all the way from the Philippines" I retreated into my space to ignore him for the rest of the flight.
"Little Miss Smarty pants, you could have explained in clear words"
"I'm too tired for your troubles today and that doesn't mean we won't talk about the incident that happened yesterday" I declared
"What incident?"
"You remember, stop feigning ignorance. You want me to say it but I won't"
"I don't remember the incident you're talking about, maybe you should tell me"
Taking a deep breath, I decided to say it because I know he won't talk about it.
"You almost kissed me, Richard and you think I'll ignore that. Over my dead body"
"You almost slipped yesterday and all I did was help you not to fall then you came at me with your lips, I thought you wanted a kiss" bloody liar
"Admit it Richard, you almost kissed me yesterday and it was your fault, admit it"
"It's not like I kissed you, stop dragging the whole matter" He dipped his hand into his pocket to retrieve a box and when he opened it, it was a diamond ring.
"What's that for?" I asked
"It's a way for me to protect you where we're going, we'll tell them I proposed to you officially already" Few days back, Richard got an invitation from his parents telling him to come home and bring me with him for proper introduction to his family members.
"This is getting insane, Richard. I don't think I can go through all this anymore" I complained
"I'm sorry you have to go through all this but for the sake of our child, please bear with me. I'll try everything possible in my power to make sure we spend nothing less than three days with them and after that, we'll go back. Please Vanessa, I need to protect you, I don't trust most of them" He explained and I was surprised at the fact that he said sorry, he actually said sorry.
"Okay, but nothing more than three days"
We finally got to the palace late at night and the beauty of the place got my jaw dropping. This place is majestic.
We entered and we were introduced to his cousins and relatives.
"Thank you for coming along with our son" Richard's father, the king, appreciated me and I was wondering how that man was able to stay married to the queen for that long. Richard look so much like him and I must confess, at his age, he's still good looking.
"It's nothing, your highness. I'm glad I got invited to such a beautiful place. Thank you" I replied
"So, when are you guys getting married?" Fiona, Richard's cousin who was introduced earlier asked
"I think you should focus more on your abusive and estranged husband, Fi" Richard replied
I stepped on his feet to keep him at bay and he returned the act by placing his hand on my thigh and working his hand upwards. Biting my lower lip to keep any sound from coming out of it, I glared at him to stop but he smiled back and winked.
That son of a devil.
"Very soon, we'll get married very soon" I managed to answer the question as politely as I could.
"I guess you're used to Richard's sarcasm now" Fiona said while I nodded.
"If only your head will tell you it's not sarcasm but insult" I said to myself.
Richard's mom who had been silent all through kept on glaring at me finally talked when she noticed my uneasiness.
"Is everything okay Essa?, You don't seem comfortable" how can I be comfortable with your son's hand on me. You expect me to be fine" I wanted to scream at her.
"I'm fine, thank you. How's your business going?" I asked
"It's going quite well" she replied curtly like the witch she is.
After managing to slap Richard's hand off my thigh, I excused myself to use the toilet and on getting back to the dining table, I realized that everyone was done with their food.
"This is going to be your room" the butler who had brought us smiled a little after showing us the room.
"Wait, you mean both him and I will be using the room" I asked
"According to the instructions from the queen, yes ma'am" he replied and left the room.
"I'll go use the bathroom first, you can use it after I'm done" Richard said breaking the ten seconds silence.
"Before you take a shower, let's settle the sleeping arrangements. I'll sleep on the bed, you can sleep on the couch or on the floor. Choose one"
"What?!, That's totally ridiculous. You can't expect a royal to sleep on the couch not to talk of floor. It's not possible, I won't do that" he protested.
"If you want, then I'll sleep on the floor with the baby, if I have a miscarriage just know it was you who killed your own child" I feigned sadness as I tried to pick up my bag on the floor.
"Okay fine, but I'll agree only on one condition" he said helping me to place the bag on the bed so I'll be able to pick my pajamas.
"What is the condition?" I looked up at him waiting to hear the rubbish he'll say this time around.
"You'll stop talking to Michael and you'll stop picking up his phone calls, it's getting too annoying these days" my shoulders slumped as I asked God why he decided to let me meet this man.