I stirred up in my sleep the next morning when a sound of shower running reached my ears. I got up from my bed to see a very hot Ace looking at me in just a towel covering him and nothing else. Oh the grip of the towel was not so tight and then..

SMASH

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Well surprise, nothing of that sort happened except the SMASH. I woke up the next morning when I fell from my bed and there came a SMASH.

Woah!

What the hell happened to my bed? How did it become so small? And why the hell is there so much of sunlight in my room ? Where the hell is Jess, why hasn't her shouting reached my ears till now? And woah why are there no walls in my rooms except for a railing ? And why am I wearing ........ a wedding gown ?

Oh my god stop being a Crime Investigator asking so many questions at a time my dear conscience and tell me where am I ?

Send my question to brain and tell me the answer quick!

And then it dawned to me...

Oh oh OH

The weight of these three words are heavier than Big Bertha of Marvel!

I quickly gathered my gown and was about to slide the door of the balcony when I saw it was already open. But how can this be possible.... I had closed it..... Whatever I have more things to worry about than this door.

So I entered the room and raked my eyes across the room to see where Mr. Apathetic was but no other soul was in the room, except for mine of course. Thank god I don't have to see his face in the morning. So, happy that at least something good has happened I was just going to take a bathe and get ready when I remembered I didn't have clothes to wear it was still in the car only.

After pondering for 10 minutes deciding whether I should roam naked in the house or stay in the room only, I finally made a decision.

I was going to check in the walk in closet if anything was there.

I got up and went inside the closet to find a dress which made me speechless. It was hanging in the middle of the walk in closet. It was a champagne, short, knee length dress which embroidered with beautiful lace. But who kept it ? It wasn't mine.

Maybe I am supposed to wear this, with this thought I picked the dress and thought of wearing it only.

After exactly 45 minutes I was ready in the beautiful dress matched with sandals and not to mention a little bit of make up which included an eyeliner and lip gloss but before you say how much time I take to get ready, let me tell you that in the 45 minutes I took 25 mins just for this stupid eye liner.

So I guess that explains it all.

Okay so now I have to go down and I don't know what I have to do after that. So I put a smile, made my posture straight and descended down the stairs to go down.

The first thing which I saw was Mr. Parker sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. As of the brief meeting that I had with him I have come to know that he is a soft hearted and an extremely warm person.

I wish I could say the same for his stone hearted and cold son who now unfortunately is my husband.

But saying him something like soft hearted is like saying that we don't use a weapon in PUBG instead give rose flower to players to establish peace and win the game.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize when I had reached near the sofa Mr. Parker was sitting on and also my deaf-from-thoughts- ear didn't hear when he was calling me.

In a sudden warning I woke up from my sleep-while-standing and answered with a polite good morning to his greet. He then said "I know that Ace has not married you because he loves you because he is a person who runs miles away from the word love so yeah, but I also know that you are a very nice girl and that is why I am telling you this - if ever a time comes when Ace goes out of control doing something which hurts you then just tell me once and I swear to god I would not refrain from punishing him with a tag of "no work for 10 days"." And with that he started laughing which was joined by me seconds later.

After that we continued talking for some time and I was happy to find something good and not grumpy in this house. Mr. Parker was a very amiable man and he kind of reminded me of(not my dad) an ideal father. I always wanted someone like him as my father-kind, loving, caring and warm person rather then my father who was someone I would not want even my enemies to have a father like.

We were busy in our talking when suddenly I saw Ace coming from the door, I guess from work, but isn't it too early for a workaholic to come home ?

He as usual had a frown and a stoic face.

Damn show some expression else someone is going to mistake you for a zombie out of graveyard !

He then came towards us and said (more specifically to Mr. Parker as he kind of ignored me) "We are moving to the other house today only, after lunch."

What? Other house?

And we?

does he mean me and him by we?

No no

that can't be possible

He is probably talking about his laptop and him or he and the furniture maybe?

"But why? You could stay here only " Mr. Parker reasoned.

"No I would like some quality time with my wife, in private. And also you won't be here so no point. You would be away on your world tour." Ace said.

So by "we" he meant I and him.

Oh no ! He was going to just lock me in the other house and leave me while he would enjoy his life outside.

Or maybe he was going to hang a rope in the fan and then strangle me into the rope and choke me while the others will think I committed a suicide. The headlines of tomorrow's news would be -" A POOR SOUL GOT FED UP WITH HER LIFE AND DECIDED TO HANG HERSELF ON A ROPE AND PUT A END TO ALL THE MISERIES"

Oh god! Save me from this walking wrath Mr. Apathetic.

"Okay then, as you wish you can move in to that house." Mr. Parker said at last.

Oh no what did you do Mr. Parker!

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Exactly at 2pm in the afternoon I was sitting in the car with Ace going to the other house which he was talking about. There was no need to pack my clothes as they were securely kept in the car only and Ace's clothes I don't think he needs to pack considering it's his house.

I don't think I can call that house a 'home' because I don't feel that it is anything like a home for me. Rather it is hell if Ace is going there with me to dispose my body after killing me without any restrictions.

I think I have been quiet since the last 1 minute and that is the longest for which I could keep my mouth stapled. So I attempted a conversation with Ace -

"So why are we moving to this new house?" I asked him.

SILENCE

what had you expected that Mr. Silence would utter a word and that too to answer YOUR question?

Stop day dreaming

If he doesn't not speak for such a long time then I don't know why he shouldn't be called a dumb, like literally dumb.

let's try once more.?

"Are you always Mr. silence god or is it today only?" I asked him.

He turned his head towards me and glared like he wants me to burn from his glare.

Everyone says try, try till you succeed. But in this situation if I follow that advice I think I am going to grow old sitting in this car with my flabby face and wrinkles trying to make this jerk talk.

And now that I imagine my face when I will be 256 years old, I cannot help but scrunch my nose is distaste and shake my head which resulted in Ace looking at me as if he saw what a child would look like if a pirate had a baby with an angel.

Damn did I just quote a line from Avengers!

After one hour drive which included me trying to talk to Ace (though it was more of me talking to myself or the car) and Ace just ignoring me like I wasn't even there, we reached our destination.

I got out from the car and quickly went to the back of the car to take my bag of clothes out before Ace locked the car and made me cloth-less again. Then with great difficulties I took both of my suitcases and dragged them to the door, trotted behind him. Ace took out the keys opened the door and we went inside.

I was so busy in looking down at my both suitcases plus the monster heel sandals I was wearing that I didn't notice and bumped on the back of something hard.

Damn who builds wall in the middle of the room!

I looked up too the see the wall and curse it but instead saw the back of Ace.

Oh! It was him.

He turned around I guess to see if I was alive and I apologetically muttered a small "sorry".

He then said (finally) "The first room on the left on the first floor is yours." And with that he went leaving me with those two monster suitcases that were waiting tot be dragged to the room on the FIRST FLOOR.

Mercy on me god!

The house was huge as expected. It was a freaking villa! what would you expect? The room I was in, I presumed it was the hall, was luxurious, well furnished and shining. I could see the swimming pool from here only and it was huge. And when I say huge I really mean it. But the worst part is .

I don't know how to swim.

Way to ruin everything Eva!

I huffed and thought how was I going to survive in the house and seeing the house I could tell that no one except me and Ace would be living here. I think this is going to turn into a disaster. Poor house.

Either of us is going to survive this Jumanji: The marriage level.

And chances are

Ace would.

I looked at my bags and signed "Let's go baggies, we have to stick together to survive but right now I have to drag you to the first floor without tripping either of us.

And that seems

quite impossible .