The Billionaire's Desire

CHAPTER 9

He should have seen it sooner, but in her defense, Dani's acting was excellent, and she learned it from Paloma. Both ladies conned him, and he fell for it for the second time! “Nice acting,” he stated.

"What are you referring to? That I desired your marriage? My God, you're insane to believe that!" How could he accuse her of acting just to obtain a marriage. "Let's cancel it," she said as she walked towards the kitchen for a snack.

Marcus couldn't find his phone as his tiredness subsided, despite the fact that it had been in his pocket before the wedding. He walked over to the telephone, intending to contact Samuel, but when he picked it up, there was no dial tone. He cursed, "Fuck." Was he intending to take up residence in her home like a prisoner? He could not permit such a thing. Over his dead body!

Marcus made his way to the main door, but it was securely locked from the outside. Indeed, not just the entrance, but also the windows. When he surveyed the whole area, he discovered that everything was secured from the outside. He was irritated when he couldn't discover a way out of Daniella's house or life.

"Would you kindly sit?" Daniella was astonished to find him in the kitchen, but she opted to ignore him, despite the fact that his continual pacing made her dizzy.

"Tell me, Dani, is there a secret entrance in the basement that would allow me to escape?" Marcus inquired of her when his intellect was unable to provide an answer.

"Just wait a day or two till they return from their trip," she remarked calmly, stuffing her teeth with the homemade watermelon salad. "Have a seat if you're hungry." He was invited by her. If you are not hungry, please proceed upstairs. You may select from the available guest accommodations." She notified him.

She desired that he spend the night in their guestroom? She was just remarkable! She had imposed herself on him and now she did not wish for him to enter her chamber. "I would want to express my gratitude for your hospitality, Mrs. Madrigal. You cannot, however, compel me to sleep in one of your bedrooms. Now that I am your spouse, it is only natural that we shall share a room." He couldn't trust Daniella just yet, and who knew what was going on in her tiny mind? He should keep an eye on her!

"How lovely. However, you are not permitted to sleep in my room!" Was he insane? Daniella came dangerously close to falling out of her chair when he offered sleeping in the room she was in.

"I will reclaim what is mine now that we are married!" His voice resounded across the entire kitchen, almost frightening Daniella. Almost, since she approached him with a lethal gaze.

"Such as what?" she inquired.

"Wedding night. That is the very least you can do, Dani, after wrecking my life." He spoke such remarks as calmly as a sea without a storm.

Daniella arched her brows and locked her gaze on his. "You have to be insane." To be sure, if he want to die sooner, he was welcome to join her tonight.

"I must be, and it's all your fault...wench!" Marcus responded.

Daniella felt Marcus was kidding, but when nightfall arrived, he utilized his might to gain access to her bedroom. She could see him comfortably seated in the couch, enjoying a television show, from her resting posture. The light was dimmed so he wouldn't see she was looking at him.

He abruptly stripped naked in front of her eyes, shocking her. Although anything had occurred between them in Hong Kong, she paid little attention to his physique and the situation had changed. Was he intending to use her in the same way she exploited him in Hong Kong? Was he about to inflict his vengeance on her? She murmured, 'Oh no,' and wrapped herself in the comforter.

When Marcus noticed her gazing, he decided to put on a show for her and stripped down to his underwear. Marcus grinned at the woman who dared to try her techniques to get him on bed. She covered herself with a duvet. He approached Daniella, teasing her even more. "I'm going to shower now; would you want to join me?" By the way, could you please procure a towel for me, darling wife?"

Her nostrils flared as the guy delighted in taunting her with his nakedness. "Please obtain it on your own. I'm too exhausted to get up," she lied.

"Hmm, I'm considering taking a shower later and sleeping now." He stated as he attempted to lie beside Daniella.

Daniella sprang from her bed and rushed to the cabinet to retrieve a clean towel for him. "Here," she said, handing him the towel.

Marcus laughed as he walked to the restroom. Things have only gotten better and more exciting with Daniella. Who would have guessed she was so pure and adorable? "Bring it on, Dani. Join me," he invited her to join him in the shower for the second time before entering the bathroom.

"Thank you, but no thank you. In fact, I bathed just once a week, and occasionally only once a month. "I don't much enjoy washing myself, you know," she said. To be sure, it was the man who began first. He want war? Fine!