forcefully arranged

DARE

ella's pov

I got back from work tired and exhausted. I wanted to sleep for the rest of the day. Work wasn't easy today; most of the kids in my class were hyper, and I had a group of triplets and when one started to cry the others copied. God, I was on the verge of breaking down after such hectic day. I walked as fast as possible to my garden house wanting to jump on my bed and relax. I hoped to avoid Xander for the rest of the day, week, month or year.

"Ella!" that horrible horrid smooth voice interrupted my thoughts as I neared the door.

"Uhh...." I replied tiredly closing my eyes and wishing for his voice to vaporize and disappear

"Hey I am talking to you" Xander yelled now and I felt his presence behind me. He was standing way too close and I felt the heat radiating from his well built body. Xander can really be a Calvin Klein model.

I shook my head to erase such positive perspective and viewpoint of my ill-mannered husband. But my eyes soon were wide open as I felt him once again grab my arm forcefully turning me to him. He looked at me angrily, wickedly...

"If you ignore me another time I will..." he threatened taking a step forward, closing the space between us. I tried to back away but the stupid door stopped me. I wiggled and tried to get free of this stupid man's grip but it only got tighter. Dear God help me!

"What do you want Xander! And keep your filthy hands and germs to your whores" I said trying to shack his hand off again...I said trying! Because his grip tightened once more and now it was certainly causing damage. My arm ached as hell! But I won't show weakness because this beast will feast on it.

"First, you didn't cook any dinner for me! Second, I need to introduce you to my friends." He said using his fingers to emphasize his two ideas.

"Make your own dinner or enjoy some leftovers. I am way too tired. David took all my energy! I am going to sleep and why would you introduce me to your friends when we hate each other?" I glared at him covering the pain that I was feeling.

"Who is David? Your boyfriend? Who is the whore now? And you need to be introduced to them because my mum decided so." He fired back with anger and spite but he finally let go of my arm. For sure, the latter is going to bruise. And did he really have the nerve to call me a whore?! How dare he! Before I can reasonably think my hand met his cheek and the sound of the slap echoed in my head.

"David is a baby boy! A one year old with two other twins; he is sick and was crying all day so his twins mimicked! And call me a whore again and I swear to god that will make your life a living hell!" I said turning away from his deep shocked green eyes and opened the door.

I thought that I will escape him but I guess I was a fool. A slap won't stop him! He walked angrily at me and I knew that to end such situation I needed to stand up for myself and kick his sorry ass out of my garden house.

"I am not allowed in your mansion and your ass is not allowed in my garden house. Out of my sight!" I yelled at him pointing to the door

"I bought this with my own money! You have no right to throw me out! I can stay here forever" he dared and I was sure that he was just fooling around. Because how will a conceded jerk like him leave a castle and live in a small house of one bedroom house, one bathroom a kitchen and a living room!

"Yeah, as if Xander king can leave the comfort of his castle and live in an ordinary house!" I joked and walked to the kitchen to microwave my already prepared dinner.

"Is that a dare?" Xander questioned walking behind me and stopping at the kitchen door

"I would say yes but I fear that your pea size brain will actually try to move here with me. So it is not a dare!" I explained not wanting him to move here because even the idea itself sent chills down my spine.

"So it is a dare and I will move tomorrow!" he said with an evil smirk

"No you won't. This is my space; a Xander-free space" I refused

"It will be a Xander place now for a month" he said as he took a seat and dared me to say no. But I didn't want to continue this stupid game. I was tired.

"So what's for dinner?" Xander asked as his stomach grumbled hearing the beep of the microwave

"Your dinner is at your house!" I said strictly yet a yawn escaping my mouth.

"This is my house and a wife should cook for her husband!" he explained again

"Say that again and I will write a tweet about you being a misogynist! I would love to see how the media will rip your head! But under your threats I did make you some grilled chicken and soup." I threatened

"Can't we share your food?" he asked and I just shook my head in response and yawning yet again

"You are really tired, aren't you?" Xander asked and this was the first time I hear his husky voice without spite, anger, sarcasm or venom filling it. And to say that was surprised would be an understatement.

"Yeah, the kids were hyper today." I said bluntly. I am not used to interacting with him calmly

"Babies are not easily tamed. I will let you eat and sleep. I will have dinner in my house. Prepare a breakfast for two tomorrow because I will have company coming over. And be ready tomorrow by 8pm. We are having dinner with my friends." He explained walking away.

"So Sophia didn't find a better guy?" I asked suddenly and regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth. Why should I interfere or care!

"Sophia is old news. I dumped her" Xander explained and I shook my head disagreeing with such husband and man. He is truly a manwhore and a player.