Dark as Knight: A Billionaire Romance by Alexis Winter

Author:Alexis Winter [Winter, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RR Publishing
Published: 2024-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

After arriving home from our honeymoon, I found that Atlas had my furniture from my apartment moved into storage and all of my other belongings brought to his house.

“Well, what about my lease?”

“I paid it off,” he says matter-of-factly as he tosses more mail into a pile on his desk.

“You could have approached me about all this beforehand. I would have preferred to pack my own stuff.”

“Is there a real issue here, Stella, or are you just wanting to pick a fight? As you can see”—he gestures to an even bigger pile of papers on his desk—“I’m incredibly busy tonight and I just need to focus.”

“There is an issue I’d like to talk you about, actually.” I sit down in the chair across from him and his frown lines only deepen. “I really didn’t appreciate how alone I was for most of the honeymoon.”

He sighs. “I know and I really am sorry, Stella, I am. I just don’t know what I can do to make it better.”

“You can actually spend more time with me.” He stares at me blankly as if this has never crossed his mind.

“Meaning?”

“Oh my God.” I roll my eyes in frustration. “Just hang out sometimes. I get that you’re busy, but do you ever just watch a movie at night or go bowling on the weekends or something?”

He chuckles and stands up, coming around to stand against his desk in front of me.

“No, I don’t do those things. It’s not for a lack of desire to hang out or have fun; I simply just don’t have the time.”

“Then make the time.” I can feel my throat tensing. “I’m still your wife, Atlas.”

“Yes, you are my wife, Stella, but as I outlined very clearly from the start of this arrangement, this is transactional.”

“And that means that you can’t even interact with me as if I’m a human? You’ll watch me fuck myself with your toothbrush, but you won’t even have dinner with me?”

Anger flashes across his face. “Watch your tone with me.”

“I rarely see you and when I do, you’re either upset with me or you want me or you’re angry that you want me. I just—” I raise my hands in frustration and shake my head to avoid bursting into tears. He doesn’t respond right away. He lets the silence linger before breaking it and making it more than clear where I stand with him.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but I ate dinner with you every night of our honeymoon.”

“Oh my God.” I laugh to keep from crying. “Forget it,” I say, rolling my eyes so far back in my head it hurts. It irritates him instantly, just like it always does.

“I’m very busy. I don’t have the time and energy to devote to a real marriage or a traditional relationship; that is why I hired you. This marriage”—he points between us—“is nothing more than an inconvenience.”

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