Reiji's P.O.V

I stared at Lucy in surprise. "You do everything for everyone and I want you to be happy. So anything you want or need help with, I will do."  She actually did this to help me? I glared at her, I didn't trust it. I guess I had to put it to the test.

"So since you are my maid, you are planning on doing anything for me?" I said emphasizing, my, to let her know just who she belonged to. She nodded her head. 

"Yes" 

"Anything?"

"Anything" I guess she had not been kidding. I let her go. "Master Reiji, is there anything you need now?" I found myself blushing again at her. My innocent wife was my maid.  I didn't like it. Still, it had is somewhat good that I had help. "Maybe you need to relax, I will get started on everything for today." She started to walk away from me. I watched her and realized that even if I hated her, I couldn't stop loving her. I grabbed her hand.

"I will help you." She looked at me and arched a brow. 

"Nonsense, you do so much." So this was my wife? I guess I had no choice. I let her go and watched as she started to fix up the house. 

Two Hours Later

As I began to get dressed I couldn't get Lucy out of my mind. The way she looked at me actually seemed like she cared. "But I barely know you." I stopped getting dressed and tried to shake out the memory. She had actually done something for me. I looked at the bathroom sink and seen a note. Not just any note but one from my father.

I felt anger rush its way through my veins. So she didn't do this for me. If anything she did this for that man.  There was a reason why I still hated her. She was selfish. I finished getting dressed before I went into the kitchen and seen Lucy finishing up breakfast. As she looked up from the pan and seen my angered expression causing her to look at me in confusion.

"Master Reiji, is there something wrong?" I held the note up causing her eyes to widen. "Reiji-kun" I pinned her against the wall. 

"You selfish brat. You did this for him didn't you?" I ripped open her shirt and bit her. Once I started I couldn't stop. I had been so angry and wanted to punish her for lying to me, for hurting me. She didn't know who she had been messing with.

I backed away from her and seen her began to tear up. She seemed angry but she had something else in her eyes, betrayal. Which angered me more. Why did she feel that way?