Heaven's POV
First, he shouts at me and now he just expects me to eat the food he feeds me. What does he think I am?. A child?.
"What the hell is wrong with you? '' He got upset with me, the moment I tossed the spoon full of food.
"There is nothing wrong with me. I just want you to leave me alone, I will feed myself when I am hungry because I am no longer a child" I rolled my eyes, and attempted to face the other side of the room while I laid down.
"Do you know that you are in my room?" He asked me, raising an eyebrow.
"So?" I found his statement rather ridiculous.
"So, if you don't do what I want you to then you should leave. I am very h*rny, I need a maid to come and service me, I hope you know what I mean though…. Initially I thought I'll suppress my feelings, so I can take good care of you but it seems like you got everything covered." He dropped the food in the small glass, stood beside the bed, and wanted to leave but I held his wrist.
"I'm your wife" I was firm in my words. I don't know where this sudden possession over him was coming from but it was annoying, I wonder what I sounded like when I told him that.
"I know that, and my wife isn't a child" he removed my hand from his wrist, but I held onto his trousers very tightly, I didn't want to let go no matter what.
"You can't just tell me that you are going to be with someone else, leaving me in my current condition, and still, be expecting me to be happy with it?" I frowned.
"You said I should leave you alone. I don't know what you want me to do, you ask me to do something and just when I am about to do it, you decide to stop me." He looked away from me.
He was right, I did ask him to leave me alone, but I never asked him to go and be with another person.
"I won't leave, but only if you promise me that you are going to eat your food.
Do you know how worried I was when I saw you unconscious, especially when it was my fault" he was very unhappy and I was surprised by his sudden outburst, I barely saw him expressing his feelings, and at one point I wondered if this man had any feelings at all.
"No, I don't have feelings," he responded. I looked at him suspiciously.
"Why are you looking at me as if you just saw a dinosaur?. You wondered if I have feelings and I told you I don't, I don't want you to keep wondering" he smirked.
I frowned my face and pouted my lips. He looked at me and scoffed.
"So won't you feed me anymore?" I don't know where the words came from, yet again. They just flew from my mouth and the way he looked at me was so seductive.
"I will" he smirked and I opened my mouth for him to put the food.
I tried to chew slowly, but I ended up choking on the food. He gave me some water and I gulped it down like a fish that had been out of water for too long.
"Now you should also eat" I dished up some of the food and forcefully fed it to him. I said forcefully because he shut his mouth tightly and tried to retreat from me, but I forced his mouth open and forced the food down his throat.
"Cough" he gagged and almost spit the food. Though, he still struggled to swallow without even chewing.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, looking very worried that I almost killed a crowned prince.
"Of course, I am, especially because you just forced a silver spoon down my throat. Are you trying to murder me, because you are succeeding?" He narrowed his eyes and I just had to laugh. He was too funny.
"You look so nice when you try to gobble up the food you refused to chew" I tried to mock him through a compliment, but he forced a fake smile.
"And you would like my looks even better, especially when I choke you with my rod, the same way you just choked me right now. At least I know how girls feel when my rod is deep in their throats" he shook his head, wiping his lips, he continued to feed me.
Occasionally, I will turn the spoon in his direction and make him eat the food. This was the first time I saw him eat, I have never seen him hold a plate of food let alone eat food.
"I don't value food. It is a pleasure I refuse to take part in. I eat just because I have to, not because I find it delightful like you" he responded to the thoughts in my head.
Yeah, I am sure that there is something out of the ordinary about this guy, something I am yet to know about.
"There!, you are done now. I have to get back to work" he wanted to leave me and I just didn't want him to leave, but I also didn't know how I was going to stop him.
"Stay here with me. I still feel sick please" I lied and held my stomach, like I was in a lot of pain. I was willing to do anything necessary to keep him with me.
"I know you are faking it. But, I am going to stay here anyways, at least now I have an excuse not to go to work. I am so tired" he puffed his cheeks and threw himself on the bed just beside me.
"I am not pretending" I frowned and tried to lie some more, but he didn't say a single word to me.
"Alright Princess, now go back to sleep" he urged me and I looked away from him.
I closed my eyes slowly, and I opened them suddenly.
"Move!, your legs are touching me" I pushed him away using my legs.
"Jeez, what exactly is your problem? You said I should stay here with you, you don't expect me to sleep on the floor, do you?" I shook his head, placing his palms beneath his head.
"I said you should stay, I didn't say you should touch me" I tried to put up a fight.
"Alright" he simply agreed.
"I don't want to argue with you right now, I am too exhausted," he added and scooched over to the edge of the bed.
I slept peacefully knowing he was going to fall off anytime soon.