"How long have you been living in this shitty place?" Scott asked glancing at the apartment building where Catalina and I are staying.

"Long enough before you know it " I breathe out and I was about to hop out of the car when Rafael grabbed my arm and made me look at him. "What?" I asked raising one eyebrow.

But Rafael just sigh and shook his head as he let go of me arm "See you tonight, Belle. Don't be late."

"Okay" I answered then got out of the car as I walk straight inside the apartment and head upstairs to the fifth floor. Shit, I forgot to ask if I can tell Catalina about our deal.

When I reached our room, I knocked several times and loudly for her to hear since she is probably sleeping right now. "Catalina!" I am now slamming my hand on the wooden cheap door "Catalina, it's me!"

Finally it opened, revealing a very sleepy looking Mexican girl wearing a very big white dirty shirt "What took you so long?" I spat, entering our room. God, our apartment is too messy. Clothes were scattered everywhere, on the floor, on / our bed and even on the couch.

"Belle?" she scratched her eyes round and round and stares if it was really me "You little, where have you been? Don't you know that Ms. Dane has been looking everywhere for you. She was too furious when you suddenly vanished"

"Listen, Catalina..." I grab both of her arms "Listen to me carefully"

She nods her head, waiting for me to continue "Okay? Start spilling that beans."

"I won't be working in that club for a while" I told her and my eyes narrowing at her "And when I told you my reason, don't you dare fucking tell anyone"

She tilted her head on one side "What is it?"

"Do you promise?"

She rolled her eyes and held out her left hand in the air "I promise. I cross my heart and hope to die." She said with a little sarcasm in her voice.

I took a deep breath before telling her to whole story. And once I told him, I should be ready for answers because this woman is surely not letting me get away until she is not yet satisfied of my explanation. "Well...here goes"

I told and explained to her starting from the kidnapping in the VIP in the club, on how I woke up and tied in the auction, in how I met Rafael which is now my super duper handsome drop dead gorgeous husband and our deal. Catalina was speechless once I finished. As expected, she rain me with questions.

But I am not blaming her, because what happened to me two days ago is sure is unbelievable. Imagine, be married to the guy who bought you in the auction and asked you to be his wife in order to keep and inherit the company. Very weird

"Oh, what's the name of your husband?" she asked, her eyebrows touching.

"Rafael Knight"

Her eyes widen in surprise, does she know him? "The Rafael Knight? You're kidding me, right?" She said in disbelief.

"Why?" I asked, I know Rafael is handsome but is he really that popular? All I know about him is that he is a billionaire and how amazing he is when it comes to his businesses.

"You married Rafael Knight!" she exclaimed "Oh my God, that man is like the most perfect living creature in the planet. He's rich, he's super handsome, he's hot and he had the coolest mansions all around the world and now you tell me that you married that guy?! Tell me you're kidding."

My husband is not what I thought he would be. And I won't really blame her if she doesn't believe me because even I can't freaking believe it yet. "Why do I have a feeling that I am the only one who doesn't know him"

Catalina laughed loudly "My God, you're so innocent. You married one of the richest person in the entire world. You will be surprised tomorrow or right this moment that your face is all over the newspaper"

My eyes widen, all over the newspaper? What if my Mother found out about this and read where I am? I am not what everybody should found out! I work as an entertainer in a club, not dirty but I flirt with random men. They pay me for that! My class of woman is the lowest. Not everyone should be proud of.

"So, what are you planning now? After your agreement with your husband, what are you going to do? Go back to the club and work like before?" she asked, hooking her leg below her

I never thought about that...what should I do to the money? Build my own house and make business? What should I know in making business? I didn't even finished school! What the fuck

Wait, why am I already thinking about that? We just started our marriage thing and we still haven't discuss about our deal.

"Well, whatever..I don't care what happens" I stood up from my seat "All that matters now is we already have money to pay for our bills....got that?"

Catalina smirked and chuckled "You bad girl" she slapped my butt "For our celebration...I will give you a cigarette"

I let out a laugh "A cigarette stick? That's my reward for having money? C'mon!"

"But this is different" she stated, showing the cigarette in her hands. Whoa, it is different. It's green in color.

We are smokers. We sure are. Since I started to live here, I learned how to smoke with my fellow workers. At first I didn't enjoy smoking but the next tries...I got used of the taste.

"Try it" she urged me "It will make you happy"

I tilted my head on the side "Make me happy? It's a plain smoke" I told him

But she shook her head "Nope! Trust me. Try it"

Catalina light the cigarette for me and I tried it. It does taste different. It...looks okay but as long as it is smoking, I am fine with it. Smoking makes me relax and I helps my body warm at the cool and cold breeze. She is smoking too and from the look of her face, she was enjoying it.

She once told me that she had come to the point of using drugs because she was finding it a hard time dealing with her life. Catalina and I both are abused when we were kids. The only difference we had, is that I was abused by my Mom and I ran away. But for Catalina , she was abused by her ex boyfriend that she had been living with for years and she killed him because she protected herself because he was gonna kill her.

That's why she started using drugs. I hate drugs...it's not good but let me tell you something. I also tried it once.

But I try my best not to anymore. But it almost comes to my mind to try it again when I got angry at myself because of what happened to me . I want to be happy and feel different except from be pity of myself.

Right now, I am finding it a hard time how to lessen drugs. I don't want to be a drug addict and destroy my life...

Like my Mother

Later that night, I went back to the penthouse at 6 in the evening. I used the cab and since I am still wearing the clothes that I wore the other day, and it looks so damn cheap...the people, staff and guests of the hotel looks at me like I was a rat or something. But I was looking down so that they would not see my face.

Especially knowing that I married a guy who is so popular and own this hotel. I don't want to cause and make some false rumors.

I went to the elevator, with my head down and crossed my arms and the elevator guy there asked me which floor but his eyes are glancing at me from head to toe. Like he was looking at a street children.

Fuck these people.

"Penthouse" I told him

"Excuse me? Penthouse? W-who are you to go there. Even we are not allowed to step in there" he told me

Shit, now how am I suppose to answer that while I believe that he won't even believe me if I told him who I am to go there. "I'm his wife, so get off my way"

Then a laugh escaped from him, totally not pleased of what I said. As expected though. I just crossed my arms again and bit my inner lip. Geez, what am I going to do? "I am Mrs. Knight, we got married this morning and I am going to prove that to you!"

"Oh yeah?" he challenged "Where is your wedding ring? I don't see a ring and no one is allowed to come upstairs at his penthouse except from his family, Mr. Don, Mr. Scott, Mr. Steve and Mr. Knight himself. No women are allowed"

My ring? I glanced at my fingers. We forgot the ring. Shit, being newly weds are not good. I don't even have a phone to contact him or call him at situation like this.

"Go away, you trash!!! Leave this hotel!" he pushed me out but I kept fight him "And never return Guards!"

Trash?! How dare he fucking call me a trash! Just wait and see! And why does he talks like that? Who is he to be in the position to throw me out! He is just an elevator guy! Guards came out behind me and

Shit, it's freezing cold out here. I didn't even bring my jacket because I didn't expect for tonight to be cold like this. Geez, guess I have to wait for my husband and prove to this idiot who he is messing with

But as I stood outside, rubbing my hands to my arms as I hugged myself while freezing to death. Where should I stay? No, I will wait for my husband out here and told him what happened.

But I think I will be waiting for too long...

I sat on the side walk on the corner where I saw a wooden bench and stayed there, rubbing my hands hiding them inside my pockets. Please, Rafael, I know we are not yet too close and got along with each other but...you are now my husband...

My husband

Please come home early

But then, after minutes and minutes of waiting, my eyelids started to get heavier. I closed them and lean on the arm rest of the bench and breathe heavily. Damn my life...

Would am I born as a trash?

Like what my Father said to me...

I am nothing but a piece of a smelly dirty trash that can be thrown and pick up everywhere. But can easily seen at the dumpster.

I am so fucking ruined

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Soft, warm...it feels great.

Then my eyes shot open quickly, I sat up as I looked around to know where I am...I-I'm...in Rafael's room? It's dark outside, the only light I had in my room is the building.

But what am I doing here? Who brought me here? Obviously, only Rafael can bring me here. But Don and Scott can come up here too, right?

"You're up" a husky low voice spoke. Rafael was there, on the corner, doing something in his laptop, he was wearing black glasses, that suits him very well.

Holy Fuck, what time is it?!

"Rafael! Oh my, I am so sorry about what happened!" I panicked, jumping out of the bed and the sheets "I-I didn't mean to fell asleep downstairs. I just don't have any choice~"

"Belle" Rafael was already standing in front of me when I noticed it. His face was so close to mine then I felt even warmer when his hand cupped my cheek and I inhaled his manly scent. I bit my lower lip to control my little temptation coming out "Calm down"

"It wasn't my fault, Rafael...they throw me out and didn't believe me that I'm your wife~" tears started to escape my eyes

"Shhh" he whispered, calming me down while his hands massaging my back and my nape "Belle, calm down"

I sobbed and some hiccup escaped my mouth. This trash thing really made my self esteem go down. "Rafael~"

"I know what happened, Belle. Stop crying" he whispered, shushing me and rest his forehead on mine "It's not your fault" Rafael calmed me down and hugged me in his tight safe arms "I already finished them"

My eyebrows touched and broke from his hug "What do you mean finished them? Oh my God, did you killl them?!" my eyes widen in surprise

"Stupid, I just fired them" he spat, stepping back "I already announced at the whole hotel that I got married and they will treat my wife with full respect or they will be done"

"Whoa, you don't have to do that" I said, frowning because I think that is over reacting.

"Yes I do" he said back then sat down on his desk, crossing his legs and stared at my confused innocent face "Have you eaten, Belle?"

"h-huh?" Is he asking me that? Come to think of it, no I still haven't.

"Have you eaten yet?" He repeated

I shook my head slowly. Eating at dinner is something I rarely do. Catalina usually doesn't have time to cook dinner before going to work. Heck, we didn't even have the money to buy a food!

"Come" he stood up from his chair and motion me to follow him as he went outside. He shown me the dining area and he remove the cover of the plates, showing me too much food.

My jaw almost touched the floor, seeing the delicious, wonderful foods. Oh my God, am I in heaven? I never had food this much!!!

"Eat, Belle. Better gain some pounds" he told me.

Gosh, look at the meal! A whole roasted chicken, vegetable salad, some steaks, cheesy tacos and nachos, macaroni and cheese and cheesecake?!

Oh my, I think I am already full just looking at them. I even think that I am drooling too.

I sat down on the chair and continue stating at the wonderful view in front of me. "Are you letting me up all of these?"

He nod his head "Uh-hmm"

I tilted my head on the side "You cook?"

"I don't cook, Isabelle. I have many people who can do that for me" he said, calmly. This man sure can be arrogant too.

Well whatever it is. Right now, I have to deal with these babies. Time to fill up my stomach.

"Eat up. We'll discuss about our deal tomorrow morning. Right now...eat and have some rest" he told me before walking away without any second glance at me then went upstairs.

"Hey wait, you're not joining me eat?" I asked him.

"No, I still have work to do. That food is all yours. " he said then finally disappeared and I heard his office door closed.

Jeez, these are all mine??? Guess I'll fatten up being his wife after all. Anyway, time to eat!!!

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Phew, my stomach is so full. That was the best dinner I had in my entire life! It is very amazing, I will never get tired living here just for food. Oh, I will bring some food for Catalina as well!

It's still ten past 11 in the evening and I am not sleepy yet. I didn't ate all of the food because it is too much and of course I don't want to get fat.

Should I bring some food upstairs for Rafael? He kinda looks tired already from the tough business he had.

Well, maybe coffee would be nice. I went to the kitchen and grab some coffee...I didn't know how to use the coffee maker. I never seen one before actually. So I am going to make it myself Instead.

After a few minutes, I finished doing the coffee and put it on a tray then went upstairs to his room. The lights are still on so I think he might be awake.

I knocked on his black door, gently not wanting to interrupt him in a bad way. So it took me three times to knock before he opened it.

"Hey" he seem surprise to see me "Is something wrong?" He asked opening his door wider and went back inside. Guess he is telling me to Come in.

"No" I replied "I made some coffee for you"

"Coffee?"

I nod my head "I hope you don't mind me in your kitchen"

"No, It's Fine" he pointed out then I handed him the cup of coffee as he took a sip "Wow, it tastes amazing. What did you put on it?"

"Just some milk, sugars and...coffee?" I answered, feeling relief that he liked it. Phew!

"Good. From now on, my wife will be bringing me coffee every morning in the kitchen and at night, here in my office." he told me huskily and chuckled. "Remember that"

"Yes" I answered obediently then my eyes turned to the files he was holding. "Are you still working at this hour?"

"Yeah, have so much work to do" he replied, his hair is a bit messy but still can look so good. His eyes are very tired from the all day work. "Your bedroom is next door. Rest now"

Next door? I thought I am going to sleep here with him.

Wait, what the heck am I thinking? Am I little sad that we won't be staying in one room? You are thinking too much, Belle. You are here on a deal.

Not married for real

Just arranged and he is paying me for this.

"I guess I will be going now" I said, arranging myself "Good night, Rafael. Sweet dreams, my husband" I flitted a little

I heard him chuckle before I could leave his room "Good night, my beautiful wife"

Goosebumps.

My heart immediately quicken it's pace. And blood rushes through my cheeks hearing him say that.

That B word again.

I.Am.Not.Falling.Inlove.With.My.Husband.

I have to keep that in mind.