The next following days, I saw how my name flashes in every newspaper I read at the penthouse. My name was in bold letters with Rafael's name with mine also, of course but almost all of the news are talking about me! They are really looking forward to see who married Rafael.

One morning, I was in my room, reading a newspaper the part where my an article is about me. Almost all of them have the same discription about me

Rafael Knight finally shows up with his mysterious wife that everyone was talking about and the lucky girl was believed to be named Mrs. Isabelle Knight. She appears to have long blonde hair, blue charming yet innocent eyes and amazing jaw line. She had a tall figure, not too skinny but just perfect fit for a billionaire hot man like her husband. Many people at the party told that they were mesmerized at how beautiful she was. Many are already doing a background check on her to know where she came from and what connection does she have with the great Rafael Knight.

They are doing a background check?! Does that mean have me investigated? What if theyfound out that my husband bought me in an auction for 50 million and forced me to marry him. What time is it? I rush to my bed side table to look at my digital alarm clock.

6:12 am. Still early, I still have time to cook breakfast, usually, Rafael leaves at 7 am sharp. I rush outside and run downstairs to the kitchen to cook something for my husband. Jeez, I am getting used to it calling him that.

Hmm, what should I cook? I checked the fridge and checked the contents. If you think I don't have much knowledge in cooking, well sorry to burst your bubble but I am reading cook books everyday so I have something good to cook for my husband.

#realwife

Haha, this is so weird, I am acting like a real wife. And I have never done this before, seriously. Never in my life I had wished to cook a meal in the morning because I hate getting up to cook but now, it made me so happy to to see Rafael eating the meal I made for him and how he comments about it. It feels wonderful.

But for today, I scambled some eggs to make an omelete with chopped tomatoes, sausages, potatoes, hams and some beans. I made some garlic breads because that is Rafael's favorite bread, I also made fried some ham in additional. I heard Rafael's door shut, that means he is coming down. I was making his coffee when he came in the dining area where our foods are served.

"Good morning" he greeted, his sexy morning voice made my shivers. He is dressed in his white shirt, blank pants and his jacket on his hand, maybe he had a meeting to attend this morning. "That smells amazing"

"Really?" I asked, a wide smile in my face "Well what are you waiting for ear up" I said, still preparing his coffee. Just placing a lot of milk in there just to be sure that it will be sweet.

"Well, I am still waiting for my coffee" he said, sitting down and stares at me as I made it. "Did you sleep well?" he asked me.

I nod my head and hummed my answer "Here's your coffee" I said, placing it down and sitting on my chair and I watched him slice some of the omelete and took a bite of it "Hm, this taste amazing. I might get fat."

Fat? "You don't even have any fat in your body...just muscles" I muttered the end causing him to laugh at me. "Hey, I am just stating the truth!"

"I'm not saying anything" he argued between laugh.

"Yeah, right" I rolled my eyes and grab some omelete to eat "I am done talking" I pursed my lips

"Don't be like that, babe" Rafael put his hand on my mine "I just love teasing you" he smirked and continued eating his meal and drink his coffee. We just ate in silence and it is always like this. We will chat at the start then no more while eating and then he will just left me here and go to his job.

"Oh, Rafael, have you been reading the news?" I asked him

"Yeah, why?" he asked, like there is nothing surprising about it.

"Why? Almost all of the news in the papers are about me! They are having me investigated! What if they found out about you buying me in the auction!?" I snapped

But he remained calm as he finished his coffee, then he looked at me "You have nothing to worry about that,Belle. I have Scott and the others cover for us. And as I told before, if someone or anyone in the auction speaks about that, will be put in jail and be punished"

"Punished?"

"Yeah, the business that he or she owns will be torn down" he answered

"Everyone participating in the auction had deal that they won't say a thing

about the things or whatever in the auction. And everyone there owns a very successful business for him to be in that gathering"

"So, many people knew about you buying me?" I asked

"No" he answered "I told you if you are in the audience, you won't even see or know who is sitting next you because it is very dark and if you notice that the auction hall is too big yet I don't know who I am sitting with"

"But they know me" I told him

"They won't recognize you, Belle. I can assure you that" he said "Because you look so hideous that time, you have make up running down your face, your dress is also messed up and believe I had transformed you into a goddess" he told me, in a serious straight voice.

Okay, I didn't see that one coming. Did I really look different than my real look before? Is it because of my dressing style? The wonderful and dazzling clothes I wear? Or because of the lotions, moisturizers and creams that he bought for me? Which one of them?

"Yeah but still~" I tried to protest but he cut me off

"No more buts, Belle. I already told you and that's it. You are not going to be in trouble. Before I made the desicion to put you in public, I made sure no one is going to know about the auction and how I about you." his strong voice spoke silencing me again, ending the conversation about my worries "I will leave you some money. I have business meetings and schedules today, I won't be home until night or midnight" he spoke finishing his meal, Oh so I will be alone again here in this huge penthouse again.

"Can I visit my old apartment?" I asked, after seconds of silence so I won't bore myself to death here.

"Why? You can just stay here in relax" he said, his eyes gazing me at me.

Hesitantly, I answered "I-I'm still not used of the things here. I mean, I'm afraid I might broke something" I said nervously,rubbing my shoulder under my shirt.

His eyebrows touched "What? Belle, this place is yours too. If you break something then I will replace it. Don't go hesitant to use some of the things here"

I sigh "I know...what I mean is everything you have is like the highest one and I am not used of using those things. Like the oven, or the vacuum...I never had those things at my life before this"

Rafael run his hand through his hair and thought of something. Now I feel so embarrassed about myself. I don't even know what's trending right now! I don't even know how to use those Iphones because I don't really care about them before. But with my life right now, I need to learn how to use them.

"Is that why you didn't even try to open the TV even once?" he asked me and I nod shyly

Then I heard his sexy chuckle as lean closer to me "What did you finished in college?" he asked, his voice pushing me to tell him the truth but I bit my tongue

Oh crap "Huh, why would you care?" My voice came out arrogantly and I looked away from him to look down on my food to eat. Now, I think I lost my appetite. I am too embarrassed to answer that question .

"I care because I'm your husband, Belle. I need to know what you finished." he told me, leaning back to his chair.

I took a deep breath and looked straight in his deep brown eyes and told him clearly "What if I told you that I didn't even got to college and didn't even finished high school"

"Then I will help you as your husband" he answered also straightly. "Trust me even just a little, my Belle. We will together for almost a year. At lease we got along at the end of our marriage" he spoke with gentle and sincerity in his voice

Jesus, how can I refuse that? My cold husband is asking me something that he doesn't usually do. He is asking me to trust him. This is new to me. I don't do love as well as trust.

I had spend my whole existence without earning to trust someone. Well except for Catalina. We really need to trust each other because of work.

Rafael was looking deep into my eyes and he is like looking through my soul. They are hypnotizing me.

"Um...o-okay" I mumbled, lost in his gaze. But then I woke up in reality and shook my head "It's getting late. You...you should g-go to your meeting" I said, swallowing hard as I stood up in speed and got my plate on the sink. This is getting awkward, I lean my body on the counter near the sink with my cup of coffee with one hand, drinking it.

"Since when did I take orders from you?" I jumped in surprise when I felt his hot voice and breathe on my ear.

Rafael's behind me. His both hands on the counter, next to mine so I am between his arms. We are too close, not even a paper can slid between us. Oh my, I am not ready for this. I am not ready for these kinds of affections.

His lips are so close on my earlobe. The way his voice dances with the sensation he is giving me as I shiver in his touch.

Too close!

Super clooooooose.

I can't handle this.

Shit, push him away, Belle. Push your husband away.

But before I could move, I felt Rafael's chest vibrate at my back. He is laughing at me. How dare he laughed at me at moments like this! He likes making fun of me, isn't he?

"Jeez!" I pushed him away and run my hands through my hair as I put my hand on top of my chest. My heart is beating so fast like I had ran a marathon. "What was that for?!"

Rafael chuckled and raised both of his hands "Whoa, calm down, Babe. Don't be mad as simple things like that" he smiled, walking away to the other counters

"Simple?! You stood so close behind me!" I snapped, turning away from him to hide my crimson face. Shit, why am I acting like this? It's normal for him to touch me or be close to me like that.

"What's wrong with that?" He asked, tucking his hands in his pockets. "It's okay and normal to act like that to you. You're my wife"

"I know!!! J-just don't scare me like that" my voice soften to the end as I say it.

Calm down, heart.

"Okay?" Rafael replied a little confused then his eyebrows frown as he grab his jacket and put it on. I stare at him as he arranged himself at the kitxhe before facing me.

I am still dumbfounded at my spot near the sink and he said before grabbing his briefcase. "Hey, don't mind what I did. I'm sorry if I frightened you" he told me, seriousness in his voice "And Belle..."

"Huh?"

"Don't act so innocent. Before me, you are working in a club with thousands of customers wanting you...I am not the first one who tried to touch you" he said, coldness in his face and turn to leave the penthouse.

What does that mean? My heart now beats nervously. Should I take that as a bad one or good one? Act innocent? Does he think that I am a Hooker?! Is that what he thinks I am?! Selling my body to different men and pretend that I am a virgin in front of him ?

Is it my fault that I grew up different dirty people touching me? My mom abused me, his 'boyfriends' tried to rape so many times before. Damn life.

After that, I washed all the dishes that we used then cleaned the table to distract my mind from what he said. ☺There is no need to prove to him about myself. We are just married without love. We only have limited time for it so I won't waste my time being friends with him.

Hmmm, what should I do, right now?

I walked upstairs to go to my room but as I passed the huge living room, I noticed some money on the desk. What the Fuck, these are 4,000$! Are you fucking kidding me?! I will give the half to Catalina.

That's it, I am going to Catalina right now! I ran upstairs to change my clothes. But since my whole face is in newspapers. I need to change my look or cover myself so no one might noticed.

When I was in my room, now I realize the importance of having a huge walk in closet with thousands of clothes inside. Gosh, I have my own mall.

I scan my whole closet to find the right clothes and also I am gonna pack some to give Catalina some work outfits. I grab a cream colored coat that ends on my knees, underneath are a long sleeves plain white shirt which is a little big on me , torn denim shorts and black converse.

I need a wig. But I don't have a single wig here and I don't know where I should buy it. I will just borrow from Catalina. We have lots of wigs there we use for work.

I grab some dresses and cocktail dresses and put it in a huge bag and I will give this to my ex roommate. I know she will love these clothes. I am certain of it. I went to grab some white medium size straw hat that I saw in my top closet and didn't bother tying my hair and let it loose and down.

Okay, I am good to go. I was carrying two huge bags in both of my hands as I locked our penthouse entrance door. Rafael had gave me an extra key to it in case of emergency before heading the elevator.

"Good morning, Mrs. Knight. Going down to the lobby?" The elevator man asked, bowing his head as greeting to me kindly.

I smile at him and got in "Yes, please" I answered and he pressed the ground floor button as I felt the elevator go down, when the elevator bell rings, signalling that we are here, I said goodbye to the elevator man before leaving him as I stepped outside with my head down and the hat covering my face from the scattered paparazzi waiting for me and I raises my hand to call a cab.

Then seems to be a man with camera and black summer hat came out and started taking pictures of me "Mrs. Knight! Please smile at the camera! " he nearly shove his camera in my face but I kept on pushing him off me "C'mon, smile!!!"

"Please leave me alone!" I begged and started running away from them until there 6 of them chasing me shouting my name, calling me and telling me to stop and smile at them. "Leave me alone!" I kept on running

Then suddenly I didn't notice one man also the paparazzi was on my way and I ended up bumping onto him hard and we fell on the ground but good thing the paparazzs behind are still not catching up with me. But the camera that was on the man hits my face so hard and I crashed on the rough ground causing me to have scratches on my legs and my face.

Shit "Taxi!!!" I screamed as I saw a taxi coming and it stopped. With a painful leg I reached out my hat, and picked up my two bags and run to the taxi before the paparazzi to catch me.

I told the taxi the address and drive away, seeing the paparazzi who were following me behind, with a disappointed expression in their faces, seeing me got away.

"Phew, that was close" I sigh in relief. I finally got away from them. But the bleeding I had on my knee was very painful. "Ouch" I murmured seeing the cut I have there. Shit, it's bleeding too much. I have to get to Catalina quickly to stop this. Shit, I hate blood. They makes me sick, makes me want to throw up.

I told the driver to hurry up because my knee hurts and we made our destination in just 10 minutes. Really quick.

I rush to the apartment, but I first I have to pass through large cheap apartments too before I got there. My apartment is found far from the high way. It is found near the squatters area. So there are children scattered running around the place and playing on the dirty and muddy ground.

I was moving in a hurry so I bet they checking me out until I finally reach the apartment. I hurry upstairs to our floor which is in the fourth floor and I knocked on our wooden old door.

"Catalina!" I called, knocking harder but still no answer "Catalina!" I shouted because I am too lazy to get my keys but I am impatient so I searched for it somewhere in my bag then I almost gasped seeing a naked Catalina and...a guy?!

"Belle! I didn't expect you to arrive" Catalina quickly sat up seeing me when she opened her eyes and yawned "Hey, wake up!" he shook the naked guy on her single bed...

"It looks like you had a passionate and wet night, my friend" I spoke teasingly as I enter the apartment and placed my bags on top of my bed, witha harsh walk because of this freaking knee.

What my bed looks like when I felt it the day when I was kidnapped, it still look same right now. Very messy.

"Get out of my apartment!" She shouted at three naked and shove him out of the door, topless and only wearing it's boxers. "He paid my twenty box for a night" she told me, covering herself with her red robe and tied it.

"Yeah? I thought you finally got yourself a boyfriend" I said, sitting down on my bed and lie down. God, I missed this! But my bed on the penthouse was so huge and four people can fit on there.

"A boyfriend?" She scoffed "Boyfriend is the last thing on my mind right now and so do you. Don't you dare fall in love with your husband even though I know how Damn fucking lucky you are" she said bitterly, tying her hair in a high ponytail.

I laughed at what she just said as I sat up, "Wow, that man seems didn't satisfy you last night" I spoke standing and dig my hand on my coat pocket to grab the 4,000$ cash but my heart speed up because I can't touch anything inside.

"Shit, you're knee is bleeding, Belle!" Catalina gasped walking towards me and looked at my knee then to my face "And so is your right cheek" she cupped my face "Jeez, that needs to be cleaned immediately" she rushed to get some bucket of water and clean cloth.

I took off my coat and searched for the money in every pocket in it but still no one. I am so careless!

That was four freaking thousand dollars! God, and I just lost it! Rafael is going to kill me if he knew. He works so hard to earn that money. And t will takes me years to save that high! I must have lost it and dropped it when I bumped into the paparazzi who was standing on my way.

"Ouch!" I jumped when I felt a touch on my bleeding knee, Catalina was cleaning it with a wet cloth, gently pressing it on the knee.

"What the heck happened to you?" She asked, to clean the one on my cheek this time "Where did you get all of these?"

"Some crazy paparazzi was chasing me, they want to have a photo of me but I ignored and they are like shoving their cameras on my face until I ran when suddenly another one was waiting for and I bumped into him causing his camera to hit.lying face and I fell on the rough sidewalk" I explained straight not bothering to stop from talking. "And the money I suppose to give you fell from.my coat and now I lost it"

"That's not important. I am glad you got away from them" she said, going back to our sink and out the bucket of water there.

"Catalina, Rafael is going to fucking kill me" I blurt out "That is four thousand dollars! It will take us years to have that, you idiot!" I panicked. I don't know what should I do. We Really talking about money here!

Money is even important than someone's life. That's why my Mom is ready to exchange or give me away for money. Money is everything to everyone. It is the most important thing for them.