Jayden's POV

In haste to check out the samples Gabriel called to tell me he had sent, I quickly sat on the sofa with my laptop on my lap.

I am supposed to go to my home office tonight to work on something. I have two pending contracts to sign and a collaboration tomorrow morning which I am not prepared for.

This new partnership is taking much of my time. Gabriel is keen on giving this a try and I am only doing this because I trust him and I want us to make good use of this opportunity.

The robotic samples he sent are in pictures and videos. After examining the pictures, I decided to watch the video so it will give me a clue on how they would work for the various benefits Gabriel listed out for me.

I want us to delve more into insecurities. I want us to basically make it concentrated on security and I intend to do that first.

These robots can be used for surveillance to prevent thieves, burglars, and hired assassins among other menacing individuals from getting into someone's house.

These robots are machines too, like the kind we do in my company and they are next to perfection. They can either be used to act as guards by shooting down any intruder or alerting the occupants of the house about an intruder. Either way, they are both good purposes.

It seems like a great idea but I haven't told Gabriel yet. I know he will insist on diversifying the opportunity.

I hear a throat clearing and I look up to see Isabella already in a night's wear. I was too keen on watching the video to realize she is back from the bathroom and already ready for bed.

"I'm going to bed", she informs me and I nod at her and wave my hands in dismissal. When I am done with these samples and I have replied to Garbiel, I will go to the office to work.

I will use the home office downstairs instead of the one in this room.

I hear her move to the bed and my mind drifts to the fact that I will have to share the bed with her again today.

I hope she won't fall off the bed this time. It is big enough to accommodate both of us.

There will also be a demarcation just like the last time. I will make sure to do that before sleeping off and that is if I don't sleep off in my office because I do that most of the time.

I barely make use of my home office these days but I guess now that I get to share my room with a wife, I will go back to my old ways because being inside the room will distract me from working.

I used to stay in the room to work most of the time because there would be no forms of distractions. The maids know that my alone time starts at 9 pm, so they won't do anything to distract me from my work.

I guess I will have to tell Julia to help me clean the office tomorrow morning. It must be super dusty by now because it's been almost a month since I worked there.

Before I can finish off the entire video, I begin to feel sleepy. By the time I am done replying to Gabriel to give him an opinion of what I think, I can barely keep my eyes open.

I yawn loudly as I close the laptop after sending Gabriel a good night message so he won't call me. Gabriel calls at ungodly hours and he might not be satisfied with my reply.

Instinctively, I put my phone on silent mode and decide to go to bed since I am sleepy. I had a stressful day at work today. Instead of coming home to rest for a while, I took a quick shower before heading to my parent's mansion for the family dinner. And now I am exhausted.

I drop the laptop on the table in front of the sofa and walk to the bed, yawning again loudly with my eyes closed.

Since I can't do my work, I will have to wake up early tomorrow to finish up or probably go to work early.

I get to the bed and want to climb into it when my eyes fall on Isabella who is fast asleep.

This is when I remember we are to share a bed and she is all over the place, her hands and legs spread wide.

I sigh heavily. This will be more difficult than I thought. But I need to do this. It is just for a while.

I grab the pillows and arrange them in the middle of the bed before shifting Isabella to the other side. I lay beside her after making sure that the demarcation is dividing us.

Before I can turn my back on her, I notice her stirring in sleep. I lay on my left side so I can face her. Her lips slightly parted and strands of hair falling all over her face.

I look away but she stirs again and I find myself shifting my gaze back to her. She murmurs inaudibly and I strain my ears to catch the word she is saying.

Silence creeps in and I sigh and finally turn my back on her. I close my eyes, expecting to fall asleep anytime from now.

Instead of falling asleep, my eyes open at intervals. I feel something rest on me and I snap my head back to see Isabella's raised leg on my body.

My eyes widen as I curse beneath my breath before summoning the courage to take her legs off my body. Anger begins to build in me.

I don't like this. Should I go back to requesting another bed for her? I can't keep thinking of the inconveniences this would cause me. The thought alone can leave me sleepless.

I am really not comfortable with this.

She murmurs again and I ignore her until I hear a little cry escaping her mouth. I turn over to her to see her looking as though she is struggling with something in her sleep.

Her face is in a frown. Is she having a nightmare?

She lets out another soft cry before falling silent. I am confused about what to do in this situation.

Am I supposed to wake her up and ask her what the problem is or hug her to myself so she can feel someone's presence and then the nightmare will stop?

I keep trying to figure out what to do, all to no avail.

A second has passed but she isn't making any more sounds. A minute passes and there is still nothing.

I wait for a while, counting each passing second until it is more than 10 minutes without a word from her. This is when I choose to go to sleep.

It is obvious the nightmare has stopped.

Slowly, I turn my back to her, resisting the urge to watch over her and the curiosity to know if it is actually a nightmare or not.

I am on alert for another few seconds until I eventually shut my eyes. Within minutes, I fall into a deep slumber.

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Is Isabella having a nightmare?

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