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Sofia P.O.V

"Where are you going?" Brandon asked as I served him breakfast.

"I am coming to the company with you." I answered.

"You're so not." He smirked.

"Why not?"

"You're totally forgetting your limits. Do I need to remind you your real position in this house?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. Obviously enjoying fighting with me.

"No! You don't! I know my position, I AM YOUR WIFE." That's true.

"You're not coming with me and as you said you're my wife you have to take care of this house." At least he agreed.

"Fine!" I nodded and gave him a peck on his lips before bidding goodbye.

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Ding Dong! Ding! Dong!

I opened the door to welcome my enemy. Why is she here? Wow! She is not alone but with a suitcase not only one but two.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Let me in!" She said ignoring my questions. You cannot ignore me in my house.

"Look, you're a stranger. I can't let you in but if you want water or something I will provide you." I didn't want to be rude.

"Let her in." Brandon came from behind.

"Is she going to live over here? With us?" I questioned Brandon.

"Yes!" He simply replied like it was nothing. I let them in.

"Now go and get us some coffee." He ordered.

"Nope! Please cook something for me. I'll prefer pasta if it's ok with you." Candy said as she sat down on the couch.

"How about you get your lazy legs up and cook something for your ownself because I have already cooked dinner for me and for my husband." I gave her a polite smile.

"She is hungry, she ordered you to cook pasta and you should obey her." Who is she to order me?

"I am not cooking anything for her." I said sternly.

"OK! Then we'll just eat out." He said.

"No! No! I'll cook pasta for her." I said and he smirked.

"These are so heavy, Brandon. Help me please." Candy said referring to suitcases.

"Be a good girl and take those suitcases upstairs. " Brandon said to me.

"What am I? Her maid?" I shouted.

"You're not but you can be! Oh yeah! From now on you are." He can't just say that. As much as it hurts me I have to be brave.

"In which room I will be staying?" Candy asked Brandon.

"Of course with me, baby." Brandon replied. I am his wife and if I don't get to share my room with him then so do Candy.

Candy giggled and hugged Brandon. Fake! How can he not see her fakeness.

"You're still standing over here, we are hungry. Make us something to eat and carry those suitcases upstairs."

I sighed before picking up two big suitcases. I carried her two big suitcases upstairs in guest room. Guess what Candy? You're so not sharing a room with my Brandon.

I went downstairs and cooked pasta for that witch. Yeah! That she is, a witch. Even witches are much better then her.

"Is pasta ready?" Brandon and Candy came inside the kitchen.

"No!"

"You're a lazy cook." She commented.

"Then cook it yourself." I backfired.

"Whatever! Where are my suitcases? I can't see them in my room." She thinks Brandon's room is her room. She is making me so angry.

"In the guest room." I replied, flatly.

"When I told you to carry those suitcases to Brandon's room then what are they doing in guest room?"

"Because guest rooms are for guest and YOU'RE A GUEST." She is just a guest.

"Go and put those suitcases in my room." Brandon said, looked bored of our argument.

"She is not sharing a room with you. If anyone should be sharing a room with you then that should be me." I said to Brandon.

"Just do as she says!" Brandon sbouted. I kept quiet and chose to obey them but Candy's voice stopped me, "Wait!"

"First please serve us. I am really hungry." I nodded.

After serving them dinner, I also sat there to eat.

"What are you sitting here?" Brandon asked.

"Eating dinner." I said.

"Listen, you're not allowed to eat with us." Brandon said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because I don't like eating with a low life like you." Tears made their way to my eyes. This is too much! Why is he insulting me again and again in front of Candy.

"Then why did you marry a lowlife like me?" Wrong question, Sofia. Prepare yourself for another insult.

Brandon's right hand clenched into a fist as he threw the glass of wine on the floor, "How dare you talk back?"

"I have a tongue and when someone play unfair with me, I can use it." I said.

"You're just increasing my hatred towards you." Can't I even say a truth?

"Never in my life I have ever hated someone as much as I hate you." He yelled as he threw all the plates and dishes on the floor. From the sight of my eyes I saw Candy smiling.