{She’s stubborn 🎊 He’s arrogant}





I stared blankly at Tristan’s wife who was wearing sunshades.

What is she doing here?

I searched around with my eyes but there’s no sign of Jeremy. the jerk has gone to work Perharps.

“Good morning Stella… Remember me?” She asked and I nodded slightly.

I don’t even remember her name.

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“Can I come in?” She asked and I shifted so she could come in.

She walked past me into the house while I closed the door.

I wonder why she’s here



I drove to work and all I could think about was Stella. Our crazy drama last night. It’s unforgettable.

How can she change so much?

She was a complete definition of an introvert back then with zero friends…gosh!

If only I knew I would one day be married to her, I would have told my friends to stop bullying her.

I was just angry and quite agitated that she never falls at my feet like other girls. When I and my friends arrive with our Lamborghini sports car, she’d act like we aren’t even there and look away..

That drove me crazy.

And now, all I can think off is how to get her laid. I can hardly pull myself together. I tried all my best to sleep beside her and without touching her. But soon enough, we have to make out.

I arrived at the company and parked my car at the spot I always do.

My PA, secretary, all of them rushed to carry the briefcase I was holding.

The other carried my laptop from the car. Another was holding a cup of foamy latte.

I walked to the building stylishly as they all trailed behind me.




I chuckled nervously as Tristan’s wife laughed outloud.

What’s…what’s so funny?

“You’re an angel I must say. It’s good that you fry the onions without vegetable oil before adding a little oil and tomatoes” she stated and I nodded.

Since she came, She’ve been saying irrelevant things, asking stupid questions and laughing like am wearing the back of my T-shirt.

“Let’s go and make breakfast!” She beamed and rushed to the kitchen.


“Mrs Tristan!?” I called stopping her.

She paused and chuckled.

“What did you just call me?” She asked sarcastically.

“Am sorry, I don’t remember your name” I stated as my cheeks turned red.

“It’s okay. Well, am Yvonne” she said cheerfully.

Wow…she’s so friendly.

I nodded.

“Yvonne, am really not hungry. There’s no need making breakfast” I retorted feeling uncomfortable.

“Oh… Should we play a game then? How about scrabble?” She asked.


How do I get rid of this lady?

And she’s just too…cheerful.

“Am sorry to ask Yvonne but I really don’t get why you’re here” I said bluntly.

“Oh, am sorry for not making my intentions clear to you. Am just here to keep you company since your husband has left for the office. And also to butter your mind with some tips and advice to keep your man” she replied enthusiastically.

I shrugged.



She went back to the living room and took her seat on the sofa she was on before. I joined her and she smiled.

“In keeping your man, the sexual stuff comes first” she blurted and I twitched.

“Um…I don’t think I need a tip on how to keep Jeremy. We’re living just fine” I muttered and bit my lower lip.

“What’s wrong?” She asked and laughed.

“Haven’t you both been intimate? I just wanted to say you should try to give him the style he wants and everytime he wants it…”

“Am sorry but I don’t feel comfortable talking about this with someone I barely know”.

She smiled.

“Alright. I don’t mean to pry”…

I nodded. “No problem”.


Her smiles and laughs are awfully too fake like she’s pretending. I heard her husband and mine aren’t the best of cousins so why is she acting like they’re both best friends and we should to?

“Just know that you’ve got a friend in me. And we both can stay and get ready for the gathering this evening” she stated.


The gathering!


I don’t feel so good about that.

But one thing’s clear, am not going to eat or drink anything there. Who knows what they’re all planning.

“Okay then. I’ll go take a bath” I said and went upstairs.

I feel like grabbing the telephone and calling Jeremy to tell him, his psycho cousin’s wife is here. But… We aren’t that close.

And he might be working.

I dialed his number afterwards and awaited for him to pick the call.

He didn’t pick the call.

I stared into my phone.

Why didn’t he answer?

Does he even have my number??

Oh fuc*!

I locked the door before pulling off my clothes. I stepped into the bathroom to have a warm bath.





It was getting towards evening and the make up artists arrived.

They had with them colorful dresses and I had my eyes on the red one.

They set their equipments upstairs while I bid Yvonne goodbye. She suddenly said Tristan texted her to come home.

Am relieved that she left, she’s always talking nonstop and makes me feel uncomfortable in my own house.

I sat on a chair as they began fixing my hair.

A lady stood infront of me with lip gloss and mascara.

I chuckled.

“Please, I don’t want much make up. Let it be light and almost invisible” I said and she nodded.

“Sure thing ma’am” she replied and took a brush.



I parked the car at the drive through and headed inside. I met one of the make up artists downstairs.

“where’s Stella?” I asked keenly.

She smiled.

“Your wife is so beautiful sir. She really don’t need make up to impress anyone…anyways, she’s coming down in a bit; just hold on”.

I rolled my eyes.

Apart from all the features, she’s still evil and troublesome.

I glanced at the black leather gold wrist watch I was wearing. It’s almost time for the stupid gathering.

I suddenly heard footsteps. It’s slow and loud enough. Slowly, my eyes flared up and the first thing it sees is a white set of legs in a glittering diamond heel. Slim smooth legs and a red dress to cover up the tempting detail.

I stared into her face.

Looks like I married a goddess?

A cunning crazy goddess.


I batted my lashes.

Yeah…she’s really Stella.

She walked towards me and stopped when she’ve gotten close enough. She touched my chin and raised it up closing my mouth which I didn’t know was wide open staring at her.

“You look less human when you drool” she deadpanned smirking.

I rolled my eyes.

“I was just suprised you could walk in such long heels” I jibed.

She chuckled.


“You’re unpredictable Jeremy. Just compliment me already. I know you’re dying to profess that you like what you’re seeing” she grinned.

Yea…She’s damn right.

I love the way the dress had a love❤shape at her chest area making her full b*obs blossom and quite appealing to look at.

The dress has diamond glistening stones around her flat tummy then her hips are curvy below. I felt like holding onto that.


“In your dreams. My ex girlfriend is pretty much hotter. Let’s just go to the damn gathering and don’t embarrass yourself” I said and she scoffed.

She hit her purse on my head.

“You’re ruthless Jeremy” she said behind me.

I smirked as I left the house and got into the limousine. She joined me.

I glanced at the wedding ring she wore.

She wasn’t wearing it right.

What would those goddamn motherfuc*ers think?


I took her hand and she shuddered.

What’s wrong with her?

“Are you scared of me?” I asked smirking.

She shook her head.

“That’s not it…Am just shocked someone so wicked like you would hold me tenderly” she replied.

I fixed the diamond ring and left her hand.

“Um…I don’t know if I should tell you this but…Yvonne visited me immediately you left for work” she said and I glanced at her.

“And what did the b•tch want?” I asked ruefully.


“Nothing. She just wanted to keep me company but she left before you could come home”.

“Good for her. If I met her under my roof, I would have killed her for sure” I said feeling angry already.

What did that psycho want from my wife??




“Are you angry?” I asked him noticing his mood changed.

“No” he replied icily and brought out his phone.

He began operating it ignoring me completely.

The ride to the gathering was damn quiet.

We finally arrived at the Sanchez mansion.

A guard opened the door of the limo for us and we stepped down. I tried to take a step but I suddenly felt weak on the knees.

I missed my step and I found my self about to fall. I winced expecting to feel pains of crashing at the floor. I opened my eyes since I felt safe. Jeremy, he caught me.

He held me up and picked my purse for me.

“Be careful Stella” he said and I nodded.


He took my hand and we approached the house. The door was opened for us and we walked in. It seemed like we were a bit late.

Other cousins of Jeremy who were also married were present. Then I saw Tristan and Yvonne. She smiled at me and I just bit my lip. Jeremy held me like he didn’t want me to wander off. Such a possessive hunk.

Everyone moved to the exquisite dinning hall. Jeremy pulled out my chair for me and I sat down while he sat beside me.

“Where’s your grandpa?” I asked since I’ve never seen him in person.

“He’s coming” he replied coldly.




“you know what to do Yvonne” Tristan said behind me and I nodded.

“Don’t fail this time…” He added.

I gulped.

I won’t fail you love.




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