I hate that idiot.

I hate him for messing with my mind so much.

We spent the weekend at home during which he ate up my head with his nuisance. And his nuisance had such an impact on my mind that this morning I woke up with my fingers between my legs.

Realising what I was doing, my cheeks burnt with embarrassment and I jerked away my hand. What the fuck?

Oh God, what was I even doing? What the hell did I even dream about? All I can remember that I saw Calix in it and considering how slick I was between my thighs, it wasn't good.

Definitely not good. I can't be having wet dreams for him!

I slowly rolled over and sighed in relief when I found him still sleeping soundly with his back to me.

Thank goodness. If he had witnessed this it would have boosted his already boosted ego. And he wouldn't have stopped teasing me about it.

It's his mistake, I assured myself, not my fault. He only keeps saying such vulgar stuffs and since my body is already deprived of a release for the past few months it all just messed up with me.

I slowly got off the bed and checked once again to make sure he was sleeping and my thankfully he was but my breath caught in my throat when I noticed that his stubble was getting denser and fuck, fuck, fuck. That was so hot. I hope he doesn't shave it.

Some people look cute when they sleep but this idiot was looking far from cute. He was no where cute with that stubble and his collar bones and a hint of his bare chest peeking from under the duvet.

My thighs once again clenched and my eyes widened at my own action and horrified with myself, I tiptoed to the bathroom and took a long, cold shower.

By the time I came out, all dressed and ready for the day, Calix was waking up, stretching his hands upwards causing his muscles to flex. When he saw me, his lips curled up in a smile. "Goodmorning, baby." His deep, hoarse voice sent tingles straight in between my legs.

God dammit, I am going to sue my body for betraying me. We are supposed to hate him!

I avoided his gaze. "G-goodmorning."

"Are you okay? You look flushed..." He pointed out making me realise that my cheeks infact were feeling hot.

I tried to stay cool. "Yeah...I just had a hot shower."

He nodded a couple of seconds later. "Okay."

Without sparing him another look, I almost ran out of the room.

Since he has been the one to wake up first everyday, he used to make us breakfast but today I decided to make it myself because it would have been rude to just make him work. Though he is a good cook, even better than me.

As I was done with preparing the breakfast, Calix walked down dressed up in a grey suit and fortunately, he didn't shave either.

He walked to the dining table, adjusting his cuff links and eyed the breakfast in appreciation and sat down and I took a seat opposite to him.

"I will be going out to the ground to train later." I told him. I mean he doesn't need to know everything but I just told him.

"Didn't you see my garden?" He took a sip of his coffee and leaned back. "I have already set up everything there so that you don't have to leave the house for training. The nets are out there, there's a bowling machine and even the flood lights in case you wanna practice in evening. Just let me know if you need anything."

He did what? He set up the nets in his garden?

My mouth fell open. "Are you serious?"

"Very."

"Um...thank you. You didn't need to do that, I mean I can go to the ground..."

"Yeah, but here you will be more safe." And he set down his mug. "And I have assigned you a bodyguard. He will look after you while I go to work."

"A bodyguard? Didn't I marry you because you said you will keep me safe? Didn't you ask me to not get a bodyguard?"

He rested his forearms on the table and interlaced his fingers. "Well, you can always accompany me to work everyday but you will get bored, Al."

Oh God, I can't believe he did all this just to... "You just wanted to marry me, Calix, didn't you? Your main purpose was to marry me. I could have got myself a bodyguard and I would have been safe but no, you wanted to marry me!"

He looked unfazed. "That's partially true..." He didn't even try denying it.

"Are you fucking serious right now? Why would you do that?"

He sighed. "Didn't I tell you that I will be marrying you? I have been telling you this since years, Althea."

"This is so stupid!" I slammed my fist on the table. "Marriage isn't a joke, Calix! And you agreed that we will remain married for just six months. What do you think will happen in these six months?"

He gave me a small, mischievous smile. "You will fall for me...?"

He has lost his mind! "In your fucking dreams."

His eyes darkened and his voice turned low. "What did I say about my dreams, Al? You don't wanna know them."

"You are a pervert!"

He just shrugged. "Whatever you wanna believe. But now you are married to me, you can't do anything."

He is right. We agreed to stay married for six months, I can't go back on that now.

But still I can't believe he is delusional enough to believe that I will fall for him in these six months.

He stood up and buttoned his suit jacket and gave me wink and I showed him my middle finger which only caused him to chuckle. "Come on, let me introduce you to your bodyguard."

I folded my arms and rolled my eyes. "Fuck off, idiot. I am pissed off with you."

"When are you not pissed off with me?"

My jaw clenched and I refused to answer so he came closer and bending down he pulled me out of the chair and threw me over his shoulder.

I punched his back. "Put me down, idiot! I hate you!"

He didn't listen to me and carried me out of the front door and down the marbled path to where a Mercedes was parked and a man leaned against it and when he saw us, his eyes lit up with amusement.

Calix put me down infront of him and I shot him a glare but his eyes were on that man. And he introduced us, "This is Adrian Grant, he will be your bodyguard from this day onwards."

And he wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer. "And, Adrian, this is my wife, Althea."

The man was tall and muscled and his clear blue eyes accessed me and he gave me a curt nod. "Ma'am."

I forced myself to say, "Hello."

Calix pulled me at a side. "Now, listen, Adrian had already left this work a few years back but I requested Lucian for his best bodyguard so he called Adrian back just for you all the way from America. So, don't give him any trouble."

"I am not a fucking child, you don't need to lecture me like my dad."

But this fucker doesn't miss any opportunity to mess with me. "I can be your daddy though." And he gave me a flirtatious wink.

My eyes widened and I opened my mouth to curse at him but he pressed his lips to my forehead. "Okay, I am leaving for work now. Adrian will accompany you wherever you want to go."

"And where's your bodyguard?" I asked him.

"I don't need a bodyguard, baby. I can protect myself."

"Yeah, so do I."

"Do you know how to handle a gun?"

Shit. I pressed my lips into a thin line. "No."

"That's what I thought."

I rolled my eyes and he leaned down. "Now, where's my goodbye kiss?"

I gave him a glare. "Fuck off."

He raised his brow and leaned closer, extending his cheek towards my mouth and sighing, I kissed his cheek for a second.

His whole face seemed to lit up and he gave me a dazzling smile before he left in one of his cars.

Thank God.

I walked back to Adrian who was still leaning against the car and told him. "I have an interview with an news channel in two hours. Can you take me there?"

He straightened to his full height and kept his phone inside. "Yes, ma'am."

"You can call me Althea, please."

He just nodded in return and I roamed my eyes over his body. At least, he is handsome.

Before walking back inside the house, I asked him, "Are you married?"

He smiled softly. "Yes. I have two kids."

I tried not to show how that dampened my mood because he was seriously handsome and well... anyway...

"That's good." I said and finally walked back inside.