"It is our wedding night" Layla Anderson cried after her husband Aidan Hillary who was forced into getting married to her agaisnt his wish. Aidan was not interested in Layla before the wedding and even after the wedding, so he asked to his PA to place her in another room and only ask to see her when he felt like. On their wedding night, Aria Layla's bestfriend dragged her out to a night party to cheer her up and in the process she met a young stunning man who she got entagled to without knowing his background. She only got to find out the shocking secret about him the day she confirmed she was pregnant and she did not know who the father of the child out of the two men she hadin her life. Will this shocking secret tear down her marriage? Layla is left to her own fate as she tried to find a way out of the situation she is in.
"I don't want you crying around me," he blurted out, handing out a box of tissues to her. She carefully raised her head and took the tissue box from him. He noticed her stuff lying around the room as he glanced around.
"Pack up your things, you won't be staying in my room, i will call my personal assistant to come show you to your room" he added as he walked away.
"But it's our wedding night," Layla eventually muttered finding her words. "And so what?" Aidan barked, coming to a halt on his course.
"I think it's about time you realized that I married you to satisfy me, so you're only supposed to show up at my face when I need you," he said as he turned around to face her.
"Why did you even agree to get married to me in the first place?" she sobbed, pressing her knees to her breast.
"This happened because I did not have a choice, your parents and my parents wanted this to happen, who am I to go against the wish of my father?"
"You would have done anything to stop it"
"Trust me when I say I did everything in my power to prevent this from happening."
I know you were coerced into it as well, so why don't we live different lives while living together?"
"No way! The deed has been done; now we must face what has been thrown at us and live with each other as we should," Layla stated emphatically.
"The next time you argue with me or disagree with my decision, you will regret ever stepping foot in this house," he stated as he walked slowly back towards her. Layla tugged the duvet up to her chin, fearfully gripping it.
"Am I understood?" He roared
"Am I understood?" he asked again, this time leaning closer to her till his face was just an inch away from hers.
Feeling his minty breath on her skin, "Yes," she responded quietly.
A soft knock came on the door and Aidan straightened up, asking who was there.
"It's Aria," said a voice from behind the closed door. "Come in," he said.
"Oh, it appears that you both are busy; I can return later if that is okay," Aria replied as she stepped inside.
"No need for that, I was already on my way out," Aidan said.
Turning to look at Layla, "Pack your belongings, my P.A will be here in an hour to take you to your room," he said before walking out.
"Is everything okay?" Aria asked in a worried tone as she walked up to sit beside Layla on the bed.
"Everything is not okay, Aria, everything is not okay," she lamented bitterly, breaking down with fresh tears.
"You will be fine girl" Aria said as she took the box of tissues from her, she dragged a piece of tissue from it and wiped Layla's face with it.
"You need to stop crying, it's your wedding night for Christ's sake, you can't spend it in tears," Aria added.
"Am I not supposed to be spending it with my husband?"
"Yes, but at this point things are tense between both of you, I think you should give him some time and space, maybe he will come around," she replied.
"Someone that just clearly told me that he married me for the purpose of satisfying his sexual urge and that is the only time I would be around him, I doubt he would ever come around" Layla said, sniffing.
"Layla, everything is still overwhelming for him, getting married agaisnt his wish, when he isn't even prepared for"
"I am also in that shoe too Aria, this wasn't my wish either but I am trying to make things work out"
"Yes I know, but you have to be patient and give it more time"
"How long will I continue like this?" She inquired, her head resting on Aria's lap.
"Layla, it is just one night why are you sounding like it has been ages?" "What if it actually takes ages for him to accept me as his wife?"
"That is not possible, you are a sweet, lovely soul once he gets to see this side of you, he will submit to you" she said.
"Why is this so complicated?" Layla inquired, her voice completely choked with grief.
"Layla baby you have to calm down and cheer up, we have to do something fun tonight, what do you want us to do?"
"I don't feel like doing anything, I am exhausted from the drama of the day" she said.
"Don't tell me that, you have to shake yourself off this mood"
"Honestly Aria, I don't feel like doing anything other than resting my head"
"I am not taking that as an answer, I have the perfect place to take you, you need to get dressed," Aria insisted.
"No, I don't need to get dressed, I am not going anywhere" "Yes you are my darling"
"By the way it is late, I need to be here, what if Aiden needs me?"
"Oh Layla, stop this whole Aiden thing, I don't even think he is around" "He's probably in his study downstairs, working," Layla replied.
"That's great. I will not allow you to sit here and allow you cry your eyes out." "Aria, I am fine, I just need to rest my head and prepare myself for tomorrow"
"I thought he wants you to be a full time housewife so what is happening tomorrow?"
"Nothing special, I want to prepare myself for life as a married woman," Layla replied.
"I see, you have all the time in the world to prepare for that but tonight is going to be an exception, we are going out to have fun" she said with a grin.
"Don't you ever give up?" "Not in this kind of situation, my love," Layla replied. "Okay, okay, I heard you. I will go out with you on one condition"
"And what is that?"
"You must go to the kitchen and request that the chef prepare something tasty for me to eat. Layla explained, "I haven't eaten all day, and I can feel the worms in my stomach munching on my intestines."
"Your wish is my command, your majesty," Aria said as she stood up.
"You should freshen up before I get back, Layla," she said as she walked away.
"I will do just that."
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