Alexandria's POV

I put the lid on the container and store it in the fridge knowing that he would come home and eat sometime later. Washing the utensils, I grab an apple and go up to my room.

I walk in the second my phone rings, I pick it up and on the other side is my best friend Riley.

"Hey Alex!" I heard her chirpy voice on the other side.

"Hey Riley." I greet her, going towards my shelf to get a book. Settling on my bed, I start reading the book I chose.

"So how's the situation with Mr Tall, Dark and Handsome?" She asks me.

"Nothing has changed." I replied. This Mr Tall, Dark and Handsome is none other than Eros Quinson, my husband. I was thrown in an arrange marriage with him,6 months back. He didn't want to do it and neither did I.

But we were forced to, me by my parents and him by his company's position. He wanted my parents to fund him and my parents wanted me wed off, so bam! We were thrown in a loveless marriage.

"I will not get married!" I finally had an outburst, I threw the dress that was in my arms. "I love Jace and you are making me leave him!" Today was supposed to be the best day of my life.

It was my wedding, but not with Jace.

"You know just as much as I do, that Jace is an asshole. He does not treat you right!" My mum raised her voice.

"Well atleast he loves me!" I shout back.

"He does not. Because if he did love you, he wouldn't have left with Leila two days back." Riley entered. I stare at her in shock. She passes me her phone on which are pictures of Jace and Liela, my friend, being so cozy.

I drop the phone in disbelieve. This can not be happening. It just can't. And because of that I decided to fucking get over him. So I married Eros.

Biggest mistake of my life. Well second biggest, first being loving Jace.

"Earth to Alex." I snap back to the voice, remembering that Riley was on the phone.

"Yeah, sorry. I zoned out." I apologized and kept the book aside. Putting the phone on speaker I get up to change my clothes. "So how's life?"

"You would not believe what happened today. Jayson freaking Reynold asked me out." She gushes. He was her high school crush and now at the age of 24 he finally asked her out.

"So when is the date?" I ask her, removing my button up shirt and pulling over a extra sized tee shirt. And then putting on my pajamas.

"Tomorrow. 2 in the afternoon." She replied.

"It's 11 already. Go get some sleep, you will need to wake up early to decide on a dress." I suggest and she agrees and cut the call. I hear the main door open and close. And then after ten minutes another door being open and shut right next to mine.

Eros and I lived in a penthouse, which had 3 rooms, a gym, a kitchen, three bathrooms, and two halls. It was far from the main city to give us privacy.

Well having a millionaire as a husband has its own ups and downs.

Once I am sure that his door is actually shut, I come out of my room and go towards the kitchen. Opening the fridge I see the container gone. I sigh in relief.

He never talked when I was around, never wanted to see my face and he had made it clear on our wedding night.

"Listen Alexandria, this is the last time I want to see you, after this do not cross my way. We might live in the same house but never think that we have something between us. We might be married but I will never consider you as my wife. We might pushed together on the same path but we have no future together. Remember that." Eros said the second we entered the house.

He made me sure that nothing will ever be between us. Husband and Wife is just a formality, but in reality we are nothing but strangers.

It has now become a routine. I made breakfast and stored it at night, so he would wake up, heat it and eat. I would send his lunch at his office and kept the dinner ready before he came home. It was the least I could do for him, in payment for him letting me stay here.

I washed the container and prepared his breakfast. And atlast by 2 in the morning I was done since I ended up burning my hand from the oil spill. I place the full container inside the fridge and turn around to go to my room to tend my hand.

I freeze at the sight of him, standing in front of me with no shirt and just pajamas, he stared at me with his blue eyes, a hand moving through his brown hair.

"I..Um came for water." He awkwardly looks around. I turn to get a glass and fill it with water and hand it to him. Flinching a little by the contact of the cold water on my burned hand, I pull back my hand the second he grabs the glass.

Noticing my hand he questions, "what happened to your hand?"

"Nothing- good night." I try to walk past him but his free hand caught my arm. He pulls me towards him and looks shocked when he seems my hand.

"Sit here. I will be back." He made me sit on the chair near the two people table and goes to his room. It's been nearly three months since I heard his voice. Pathetic.

He re emergers from his room and has a first aid kit in his hand. And when he started tending my wounds, I thought

Maybe he isn't that bad.

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I keep the container back in the fridge. After that day two months ago, I hadn't talked to Eros again. I hear the main door open just as I shut the fridge door close.

Looking up, I see Eros enter with his briefcase in his hand. He loosened his tie and kept the case on the sofa. Removing his blazer, he keeps it on the couch. His face looked so pale, like he was sick.

Well that happens when you spend 16 hours in your office, per day. And sleep for like 5 hours a day.

I took a step towards him but decided against it. Remembering my place in his life, I divert my eyes towards my room. From the corner of my eye, I watched his go towards his room, and suddenly he fell.

I rush towards his, keeping his head on my lap. I put a hand on his forehead and he was burning up with fever.

"Hey, let's get you inside." He mumbled something.I drape his hand over my shoulder and put mine over his torso. Pulling him up with much force, I somehow get him to his room and on his bed.

By this time he fell unconscious. I removed his tie and his shirt, then I removed his pants, with my eyes closed and draped a blanket over him. Turning on the AC, I put a thermometer in his mouth.

I go to the kitchen and get a bowl of cold water and a piece of cloth. I go to him, and remove the thermometer. It read that his temperature was 103°F.

I make him comfortable by putting two pillows under his head, and push his hair away from his forehead. I sit next to himself and dip the cloth into the cold water. Placing the strip on his forehead, I wonder how much he over worked himself to fall so sick.

And my whole night goes in bringing his temperature down.

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"Hey Alex, Caleb is here." I look up and see Riley pointing at Caleb, my closest cousin. I get up and hug him.

"Hey, Andria. How's Eros doing?" Caleb asked, taking a seat on the third chair. We were currently at a cafe, to meet up after such a long time.

"It's getting better." This whole month, I could see how he tried to make a little time to say hi to me. Or sometime just look at me cook for him.

"Oh my god! You have that smile on your face!" Riley pointed at me, with disbelieve in her features.

"Yes!" Caleb backed her up.

"What smile?" I ask her, not knowing for the first time, what she meant.

"The I'm-so-in-love-but-I-will-not-admit-it smile."

"Shut up." I try to control my self and put on a poker face. "He doesn't feel anything for me."

"Let's see whether he does." Caleb smirks. "By the way I have this friend, who could really help us."

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And that's how I ended up with a gay guy on my door on a Sunday morning, with Eros not even two doors away.

"Hey Alex.-"

"Who is at the door?" I hear Eros's voice and suddenly I realize how bad this plan is. I so did not want to do it. He emerges in the main hall and sees me standing at the door with a guy on the other side.

"Alex, are you ready for our date?" Gustin asks. Before I could answer, Eros comes up to us.

"Date?"

"Yeah, I am supposed to take her out tonight. And who might you be?" Gustin played his lines well.

"Her husband." He said proudly, putting his arm around my waist. This is the first time he actually touched me without the need of it.

"Doesn't look like that. Where is your ring huh? Forget that, kiss her to prove it." Shit! This was not written. Fuck it!

It was true that I always wore my wedding band since I loved rings, but in a small corner of my heart I knew that I wore it as a hope that maybe one day he would actually accept me.

I come out of my la la world when Eros says his next words,

"As you fucking wish." And with that he kisses me.
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1 year later.

"Babe, blue suits you." Eros comes up with a blue dress. We were in the closet, searching for a dress, after having dinner together. From the day he first kissed em, he ate not even a single meal without me.

"That's not the right one." I groaned, searching for another dress. His arms went around my waist, his face snuggled up my neck. "Eros! Help me."

"I gave my advice, you dumped it. Now let me enjoy." His hands played with the hem of my shirt, as I tried hard to concentrate on finding a dress. It was Christmas today, and we needed to go to his parents house, so we needed to hurry.

Suddenly a dress catches my eye. I grab it. It was baby blue in colour, cliché-ly just like his eyes and I grabbed a pair of skin coloured leggings to go with it.

"I need to get dressed." I push him a little away. Eros groans and moves away. I strip down and put on my dress. We were so ahead of the 'I'm so shy in front of him' stage.

I try to pull up the zip when I feel his hands on my back. Slowly and not that devotedly, he pulled the zipper up. "You look so gorgeous. Do we need to go?" He asks me.

"Yes. I have presents to give and you do too." I put on some earings while he changes his dark blue shirt with black jeans. I apply some makeup and we are ready to leave, once I add some perfume.

Hand in hand we left for his parents house. In an hour we were all seated near the fireplace. Gemma and Dave (his parents), Elliot, Eros's 18 year old brother and Jeanne, Eros's 16 year old sister, and Me and Eros were all exchanging gifts.

Once everyone got their gifts, I gave Eros his. A small box, wrapped clean, with a bow on top. His smile grew as he took it from me. I make him stand up with me.

"What's in this?" He asked.

"Open it."

"I am sure whatever it is can not make me happier than I am with you-" A gasp left him, as held the peice of paper in his hand.

Test Results: Positive.

"I am going to become a father! Oh My God! Thank you, baby!" He picked me up and whirled me around. As we both laughed and his family smiled at us.

He put me down and then came the kiss that promised it all.

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A/N: Another Happy Ending. Damn me. Coming up next week will be another story. Next year.