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ERIC’S POV

I expected her to grab the opportunity and ask me to not leave, but she simply smiled it off. Wow, just wow. I just got ditched. Any other woman would have grabbed the opportunity, but here, she just ditched me.

My phone suddenly rang on the countertop, glancing down at it, I saw it was one of my business partners calling. I was about to pick up when Rayne’s voice cut in.

“Will you stay home with me tomorrow?”

I stared at her and a grin spread across my face immediately. I knew I could never get ditche… Wait, did she just say home? Did she finally give in to being my wife? That means she is no longer scared of me and there’d be no more tears falling from these beautiful hazel eyes.

“Sure, I’ll stay home with you tomorrow. But, you’ll have to keep me entertained, so I don’t get bored from staying at a place, okay? I asked and watched her nod, a smile threatening to break out from her face. She was happy, but I was the happiest. Getting out of my seat, I kissed her forehead, before leaving to take the call.

RAYNE’S POV

I had finished eating and washing the dishes a long time ago, but Eric still wasn’t back. He didn’t mention that he was going out, did he? I decided to wait for a few more hours, He would be back soon but, time passed by slowly, yet there wasn’t any sign of him my eyes were slowly turning weak as the need to sleep encompassed my Will. Yawning for the hundredth time, I decided to retire to my room. At least, he promised he was going to stay home tomorrow, I should think of the best way to make his stay worth the while.

I took the elevator upstairs, as I was too tired to climb the stairs, especially one as grand as that. The moment I was in my room and on the bed, it was as if someone had sprayed sleeping gas on the sheets. I found myself slowly drifting to sleep with the thoughts of Eric lingering at the back of my mind. As my eyes gave way to sleep, I blushed on recalling what we had done before dinner.

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I had simply stepped outside to take a call, it was one regarding an extremely important business and had come up all of a sudden. Normally, I would have taken care of it the next day, but I had already promised Mrs. Arnold that I would be spending the entire day with her tomorrow, I don’t want to break that promise, especially not now when she was beginning to loosen up around me.

I checked my wristwatch, I had a few more hours until dawn, I could finish up and return early before she woke up.

“Keys!” I said to my chief guard and he immediately handed me the key to the black Bentley parked in the yard. He opened the door for me. I climbed in and turned to him.

“Guard the house, and my wife,” I instructed him before zooming off into the asphalt road.

Hundreds of miles away from the glass house, the sound of my phone ringing filled the quiet of the car. The call was from Matthew, my chief guard. Seeing his name appear on my screen, I suddenly felt my stomach knots tighten as I thought of the possible reasons he was calling me.

“Sir,” he called. His tone was hesitant and slightly shaky. “There are men all around the house.”