Chapter 14-

Why the hell is she acting like some jealous b*tch, just because I get married to Fat Albert doesn't mean that I shouldn't be with Gigi Hadid. You may want to burn me alive but I'm not the one who wanted this marriage.

I take a look at myself in the mirror before going to her room. "Aisha aren't you done?" I search in the bathroom but I don't see her. Pulling out my phone to call her, I see three missed calls and a text.

Ugh! She's something else. What will people think when they see my wife coming out of a cab and me arriving later. I called my chauffeur and told him to get the car ready. She will be in a lot of trouble when I get her.

Arriving at the party, I meet Aisha engrossed in a conversation with the best computist the company's got. Adam's eyes are glued to hers, smiling at every sentence she says and they both pull back their heads in laughter. My eyes pierce through his and I see it clearly. The way he undresses her with his green eyes, I can sense the lust in him as he rakes her body with his eyes and she doesn't even notice it.

Maybe, she knows what he's doing and are just giving him a green light.

What happened to 'Holy girl?'

I walk up to the two and smile at Adam before taking her hand in mine and moving far away from him.

"That was rude and what did you do that for?" She asks clearly trying to hide the anger in her voice.

"Why are you giving him the green light?" I ask back. She purses her full pink lips and raises a brow. "Green light?"

"Yeah, you're giving him the sign that you're okay with him flirting with you."

She bursts into laughter and holds the sides of her stomach. "Are you trying to kill the guilt in you by accusing me of flirting with Adam. FYI, Adam and I are just friends and unlike you, I don't flirt and end up using my place of work as a strip club."

"Don't lie that you didn't notice the way he undresses you with his eyes and Jenny isn't my friend, she's more of a business partner, just like you."

She looks taken aback and demands, "I don't get it, how am I a business partner?"

I check my watch, concious of the time my business partners will arrive. The event hasn't started yet. I look back at Aisha and find out that her eyes are still on me. "Oh! You see, Jenny gets money and I get her body. So it's a win-win for both of us and the same applies to you. I get to save my family's reputation and my mother's happiness. And you get to prevent the humiliation, your reputation and you get to be called the wife of a young, hot, handsome, sexy billionaire. Do you have any idea how many people will kill for this job?"

"Only dumb girls obviously." She rolls her eyes.

"And an oversized hippo!" I complete. She hisses and curses under her breath. "Asshole."

"I've been called worse than that."

"Like what?" She folds her hands on her chest.

I move closer to her and bring my mouth to her ears. "Your husband." She shoots lasers at me with her hard glare and mutters curses as she walks away.

Soon, the guests start arriving and in no time, the hall is full. I lock our hands together as I introduce her to my friends. I leave her to talk business but take glances at her now and then. She is dressed in a long silky light pink dress. Tight around her ribs and spreads open downwards with artificial flowers designed covering round her chest and upper back. She completes the look with black shiny stiletto heels and black veil. Her eyes beautifully designed with a black eyeliner and mascara. Her lips are kept natural and she adds a little bit of blusher on her cheeks. I'm dressed in a black tux with high inner shirt neck. She looks busy with her face straight with seriousness as she explains some informations to the guests. She then smiles and excuses herself. I focus on the conversation with my friends. She walks up to Adam again and a minute later, they're engrossed in a conversation.

The main events which is giving of awards starts and I'm called to present the award of Most hardworking staff. I open the envelope and smile. "The Most Hardworking Staff award goes to our mother, Janice Dickinson who is and always will be our favourite. As your last day at work, I will reward you with a grand price. You may be leaving tomorrow mother but you can never leave our hearts for you've a great impact in this organisation and on each and every one of us. We say thank you for everything, we love you Janice." I walk up to where she sat and reach out for her hand. I help her up and together we walk to the stage as the audience clap. I can see the tears in her eyes, so I hug her deeply and kiss her cheek. She plays with my cheeks like a four years old and smile affectionately at me. Pictures are taken and after a speech she returns to her seat.

Mr Lucas Anas, the CEO of Boutique La Vogue steps forward to present the next award. "The Most Impressive staff of the year goes to.... Mrs Aisha Malik." She looks at me with bewilderment as she nervously goes to receive the award. I wink at her and she playfully rolls her eyes.

"Well, I don't know what to say." She laughs. "I've only being here for a while but I've learnt a lot, so all I can say is Alhamdulilah and thank you so much for this. Being here is an honour and this award is a greater honour. Here, I made new friends, found a mother and most importantly, I found the love of my life. My husband, Mr Malik. You've being my greatest support." She smiles sweetly at me, clapping and I can't help but admit that for a second it sounded real. But reality hit me as I realise what a good play she put on.

"Nice act." I whisper when she returns. "Just doing what a business partner is expected to do." She winks.

We left the party late as she kept insisting on cleaning up when we clearly have cleaners. I manage to get her to go home with me. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I see fifteen missed calls from Jenny and tons of messages. I didn't even see her at the party.

I ignored the rest and look at Aisha who is in a serious conversation with whoever she's chatting with on her phone. I raise my head a bit so as to see the chats, but she catches me and I'm forced to retreat.

The chauffeur parks the car and we get out, but I notice a Mercedes Benz car parked in front of mine. The guard comes to my side and reports that Jenny came earlier and insisted on going in. Aisha, unaware of the situation walks into the house with her daily wish. I follow her in and as I get to my bed room's door, her hands are on her hips glaring at me. "Your b*tch is here, just don't break any tables!" She utters and starts heading to her room.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I demand from her but get tongue ties as her see her outfit. She's in a golden see through gown that covers nothing.

"I called you and texted you a million times but you didn't pick and I didn't see any replies. I figured out that you were with that old hag of yours." She sneers. I look at Aisha and see her shaking her head, purely irritated.

"You better keep walking oversized hippo!" Jenny yells, causing Aisha to stop and turn back. "How dare a shameless slutty-" I cut Aisha by using my hand to cover her mouth. "I've got this."

"Who do you think you f*cking are to call my wife names!"

"What! You can't be serious, you're siding with her against me?" She asks unbelievably.

"I can condone anything expect calling my wife an oversized hippo! Only I call her that, now get you cheap ballooned ass out of my house before I force you!"I roar in anger.

She startles in fear and runs out slamming the door.

"Wow!" Aisha gets my attention. "I didn't ask for your help and you can quit your play. We both know you want her badly." She huffs and goes to her room.

"You know, if you aren't so fat, she wouldn't call you an oversized hippo!" I shout.

"And you know, if you aren't a womanizer, she wouldn't even be here!" She shouts back.