Page 142 of The Redemption
What? For me?
Even Haider looks stunned. I let out a dark laugh. So that’s her first move? Trying to throw me out of my own bed?Not happening.Siya ignores me completely.
“Get the couch arranged,” she tells Haider authoritatively. “And make sure it’s strong enough to hold him. I don’t want it collapsing under the weight of his ego.”
Haider presses his lips together. Even I stare at her in shock.Ego?
“Ignore her,” I say to Haider.
“Excuse me?”
She charges at me this time.
“You heard me.”
“No,” she fires back, stepping closer. One more step closer and she would be invading my personal space.
Not that I mind.
“He doesn’t get to ignore me anymore. Not after you forced your name on me.”
Her eyes burn straight into mine.
“I’m your wife now, remember? That makes me the lady of this estate. So whenIgive instructions, your men follow them. No questions asked.”
Haider exhales slowly as he scratches his jaw and looks between us. “I think… I should leave.”
Smart man.
But as soon as he starts to back away, Siya reminds him again.“Haider…. don’t forget,” she says without taking her eyes off me. “Tomorrow morning, I want that couch in ourbedroom. Because your boss clearly has trouble understanding boundaries.”
The muscle in my jaw ticks. The audacity of this woman to enforce something like this on me. The moment Haider disappears through the door, I take a slow step towards her.
“You don’t get to make decisions like that for me without my consent, Siya.”
Instead of backing away, she closes the distance between us. “You married me without my consent, RK. So forgive me if I’m not interested in asking for yours every time I decide something from now on.”
The challenge in her eyes is impossible to miss. Then she turns to leave as if the conversation is over. I catch her wrist before she can take another step and pull her back. The movement is so quick that she collides with my chest, and a few loose strands of hair fall across her face from the abrupt movement.
Neither of us says a word. My gaze drops briefly to those loose strands. Without thinking, I lift my free hand and brush them aside. Her breath hitches. Mine isn’t exactly steady either. As if my touch affects her, Siya immediately looks away. But I don’t let her escape that easily. Hooking two fingers beneath her jaw, I turn her face back towards me, making sure she looks directly into my eyes.
“So, this is your idea of a grand revenge?”
“I haven’t even started yet.” That dark fire flashes in her eyes again.
F*ck.I almost enjoy it.
“Fine,” I say calmly. “You can keep playing these little power games if you want. But honestly, what’s the point of getting a couch? You fall asleep like the dead anyway.”
She frowns.
“I saw it last night.”
Now she looks genuinely offended.
“So even if I sleep on some pathetic couch for your satisfaction,” I continue darkly, “and crawl back into my bed later, you won’t even realise it until morning.”
Her mouth parts slightly, but I’m not done yet. I pull her in closer, our lips inches apart from touching again.
