When Mr.Jerk Marries Ms.Brat

Chapter-6

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Livia's POV

After an hectic day I was here in my new husband's place.

It was freaking hard to smile all the day with a look 'I married my dream man. I feel on top of cloud'.

God, I can't imaging how my life was overly dramatic in last four days.

I got to know I'm getting married on Monday breakfast and here I'm married on Friday about to have my dinner in new family.

To be frank, I don't like changes in my life.

I always wanted it to go with the same flow.

That's why I haven't thought about dating.

What's more fun in the life than having your crazy friend and amazing family where you can live hard without worrying about anything?

"Grandpa", I got inside the mansion as he was waiting for me with Zane next to me.

I was busy with my thoughts in car so I ignored his presence unknowingly.

I ignored him cause I'm unable to stand him.

Himself called Hunter as my ex crush and why the hell he raised hands on him?

Hunter knows he was my ex crush and that's it.

I have not had a proper conversation with him.

I haven't talked with him.

When I'm about to do something...

God I should not go with that one.

The day I..

"Freshen up,cupcake. Let's have dinner", he asked me sweetly.

"Yes Grandpa",I smiled.

"Take your wife to your room Zane", He asked Zane while he nodded.

He took my hands in his making me gasp at sudden contact.

It's okay. It's okay to hold hands Livia.

Walking upstairs,I came in view to his room.

His scent invaded me.

The room reflected his taste. I like Zane's room.

It gives some sort of peace to me. The grey and black combo with both modern and classic touch.

I was once here to celebrate Grandpa's birthday.

I don't know one day this will be the room spending other half of my life.

"I", he started as he moved his hand through his hair and loosened his shirt.

"I understand jerk", I smiled seeing him frustrated.

I wanted to shout. Later I'll figure out a way.

It was good enough to see him frustrated.

He broke my third rule.

I expected a separate room for me.

But with Grandpa's eagle eye it's not at all possible.

I don't want to make the old man worried too.

Getting into closet my clothes were already arranged next to my husband.

Changing up into my pajamas I walked out.

"Jesus", Zane mumbled when I got out.

I'm not a ghost.

"Get used to it", I dodged his shoulder and walked to bed.