The black Rolls-Royce Phantom drove into a modern mansion.
"We have workers crawling everywhere. Alex muttered, his eyes on the mansion.
" Need anything just call for one. You're the lady now,"
Avery didn't blink.
She wasn't the type to melt when it came to riches. She never lacked anything in life. Her mother and she were content with what they had.
The driver peeked through the rearview mirror.
The silence was a thick rope around his neck.
"Ma'am..he risked
" There is a cinema and… a greenhouse ."
Her head turned;
"Greenhouse?"
The driver nodded;
"Just the other side of the mansion"
Avery's face lit up. She stared at the mansion lost in thought.
Alex was mesmerised by how her mood changed drastically.
His gaze was fixed on Avery, who was trying to find the greenhouse.
" I didn't know you loved plants," he asked with a smile lingering on his lips.
"Of course," she looked at him with her eyes filled with happiness.
Alex shook his head. He didn't know his little wife was a plant person. She never shows it. He got out of the car and took a long strip to the other side to open up for Avery.
" Thank you," she said with a flush on her face.
Avery pushed her hair behind her ear.
Alex stared at her in a daze.
"Was she always this pretty?" he thought to himself.
He guessed he had never known her. Luckily for him, she was his now and he had plenty of time to know her and vice versa.
"Good morning, sir" a voice was heard.
Avery turned to her side. An old man made his way towards them. Her brows furrowed as she looked at Alex.
"Baby, this is Henry, the head of the maids"
"A butler ?" she asked
Henry nodded at her, and he bowed in front of her.
Henry called a maid who was nearby.
" Get their bags to the master bedroom," he instructed.
Before they could get the luggage, Avery stopped them.
She raised her chin and said to Henry;
" I want my stuff in the guest room."
" I refuse," Alex growled
He pulled away from her, one moment they were smiling and the next this.
"This is my house, Avery I make the decisions."
" Is it? I thought I was the lady of the house now, Alexander. And I want my stuff in the guest room" Avery distorted.
Alex massaged his temples, he knew dealing with her wasn't going to be easy. But he had to do what he had to do.
" Why are you so stubborn, Avery. We are married now. And we share the same room which is the master bedroom." Alex snapped at her.
" I am not sharing a room with a liar and a kidnapper!"
"You didn't mind when you shared the same bed with me in Spain, Mrs Gibson."
Alex smirked as he moved towards her. Avery flushed and moved back.
" What are you doing? Stop right there." she stuttered.
Her back hit the wall. Alex slammed his hand beside her, trapping her between his hands.
"We.Are.Married. And. We are sharing a room."
" Never!"
Avery stared at him angrily. She escaped from him through the spaces in his hands.
She signalled the maid to show her the guest room.