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Sofia P.O.V.

Everything went back to normal. Brandon is healthy now for which I am too happy. Brandon got back on ignoring me. No matter how much he hurt me, I will always value our relationship. Our marriage have made everyone happy that's why I like to keep everything a secret. Today I am going out to a party with Brandon as I am his wife.

I looked myself in the mirror and checked for the last time. My black dress, little make up which consisted of only eyeliner, eye-shadow, mascara and a transparent lip gloss. I smiled in satisfaction.

I went down to see him already waiting for me. He looked breathtaking in his black Armani. He was using his mobile. I cleared my throat and he looked up. His eyes then travel to my body and i saw lust in them but he averted gaze from mine and went out of the house with me following.

I sat inside his red Ferrari and he drove off. After sometimes he parked the car on the driveway and got our hurriedly coming to my side. Being a gentleman he is, he opened the car's door and extended his hand for me.

Almost half of the venue was covered with paparazzi. Security was all over us to stop the media from attacking us as we went inside.

"Hey, dude!" Somebody came and gave a man hug to Brandon.

"And who is this pretty lady?" He asked as he noticed me.

"Back off, Xavier. She is my wife." Brandon said angrily. Oh! Being possessive?

"Hello, Xavier Mikhailov," The guy extended his hand for a handshake.

"Hey, Sofia Martin.. Sorry! Maxwell." He kissed the backside of my hand.

They both went towards the couch and sat on the couch, getting lost in their talks. Everybody seemed enjoying well apart from me. I went to the var and sat in the chair.

"What a beautiful girl like you doing all alone?" Bartender asked.

"I am here with my husband." I told him.

"My bad then," he said.

"So do you want something to drink?" He asked.

"Yes! Water please!" I said politely.

"Here water for you," he gave ms the glass of water.

I drank the water and after sometimes I started getting headache. I made my way to Brandon and asked him to take me home.

"Can't you--"

"Here you are. I was searching for you everywhere." Alex cut him off.

"Hey? What happened?" Alex asked me as he noticed me feeling dizzy.

"Brandon, you should take her home, she is not looking well." Alex said to Brandon.

"Ok! I'll take her home." Brandon said to Alex and started dragging me out of the party.

When we got to Brandon's car, he shoved me into the passenger seat and buckled my seatbelt before slamming the door and getting in.

20 minutes later we reached out house and he angrily swung my door open and clicked my seatbelt off before harshly dragging me out and making his way inside.

"What the hell is your problem, bitch?" He said angrily.

"I love you that's the problem." I said and pouted.

"I like being with you, I love youuuuuu..... I love you sooooooo much..... sooooo sooooo very muchhh. I love youuuuuuu." I hugged him.

"How much did you drink?" He asked.

"Two glass of water. Water was not tasty though." I answered hiding my face into his chest.

"I like hugging you." I exclaimed.

"How much alcohol did you drink?" He asked.

"Alcohol? Mommy says Alcohol is not good. I never drank one and will never drink one." I told him.

I felt a huge amount of liquid coming into my mouth from my stomach, as soon as I realized what was it, I threw up on Brandon's clothes.

"Shit!" He cursed.

"I am sorr.." Before I could apologize, darkness consumed me.

I woke up next morning with a headache and to find myself in Brandon's shirt. I smiled but my smile vanished as I thought why am I warring his shirt?

I took bath for good 30 minutes and then went to the kitchen to find Brandon making breakfast.

"Eat it!" He said as he gave me a tray of food to eat.

"And later eat this, it will help with you headache." Am I dreaming? I pinched myself but I wasn't dreaming.

"Thanks!" I thanked him.

"Why was I wearing your shirt?" I asked.

"Oh! Thank you for reminding me, first of all you puked not only on your clothes but mine too and second you were stinking so I had to change your clothes." He said and I blushed at the fact that he saw me naked.

"Don't blush! Your body was nothing compare to Candy's." He said.

"I don't like curvy bodies." I whispered loud enough for him to hear me.

"Well, bad for you cuz I love curvy bodies." He said and left.

'One day you'll be in love with me as much as I am I'm love with you, Brandon.' I said to myself.