. THE CEO’S
BLOCKHEADED
WIFE??
*She’s stubborn and Sassy???
__But she’s still his baby?♥️??
Billionaire Romance
Comedy?
Rated 18+
Don’t Copy Or Repost!!!
Written by Nnenna
CHAPTER TWENTY
CARMEN’S POV
“I’m your man!” He shouted looking at me with fiery eyes. I gulped. Not like I’m dragging the man with him, so why would he sound so offended and fiery like that?
So he can be this fiery? But when he comes to his family or other people, he turns soft. I guess I am getting to see this new side of him.
I nodded my head and turned away. “I hear you man.” I said mockingly taking a step forward but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. Then he flung me into a seat. His eyes still as fiery as ever.
It made my heart skip. The yellow of his eyes was so dark. It made me gulp. I was blinking desperately. The room suddenly felt stuffy, especially when he leaned closer to me, brushing his finger on my lips.
“You want to see how manly I am?” He asked and I was so unsure of what to answer. And even if I wanted to answer, all my words have already melted in my throat. And my words lacked meaning and my brain isn’t working at the moment.
His large palm was on my right cheek, stroking me gently with his lips a bit parted and so close to mine. I could almost feel the touch of his lips on mine.
“Now you’re quiet. You’re not talking again.” He said as he touched my shoulder, trying to slip off the hand of my dress and he finally did, he lowered his lips to my shoulder and pecked me there.
My eyes widened and I gasped. My body tingled. And I wriggled my toes in pleasure. I have never been so thrilled like this in my life. I wanted more. I wanted him to do more.
“You’re not gonna talk?”
I fidgeted. Avoiding his gaze. With my cheeks burning. He smirked and got up, then moved away from me, he went back to his seat in order to finish what he was designing earlier.
And I exhaled. I clutched my dress trying to process all that happened. The thought of the tip of his finger on my shoulder, excited me.
I wish he would do it again. Tickle my feelings like he just did.
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I stirred. I tried to move but can’t do it freely. A hand was resting on my waist. I could feel it even without my eyes closed. And I could feel someone’s breathe on my face. And the warm scent which keeps warming its way into my nostrils. I opened my eyes and Cardo’s face greeted me.
He was sleeping so soundly lying next to me, with his body caging me. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He is so beautiful. Even in his sleep. I tried to adjust and he didn’t let me.
“Don’t go anywhere.” He was mumbling in his sleep as he hugged me. “Don’t leave me.” His mumbles continued.
I nodded my head. I’m not going anywhere. Never. I’m always gonna stay by your side. No matter what. I’m here. No one will ever make you feel less of yourself when I’m here with you Cardo.
And he held me, never letting go, I slept on top of his body till morning. None of us woke up till we heard a knock on the door. That’s when we woke up, disengaged from each other, and he slided out of the bed, strolled towards the door and opened it.
“Yes??”
“Breakfast is ready.” I heard a faint voice replying him.
“I will be out in a jiffy.” He replied and then closed the door. He was coming back to me. He was smiling.
My eyes caught his chest, the unbuttoned part of his shirt is so tempting. It showed off his perfect neck, neckline, his Adam’s apple and his creamy and hairy chest, I looked away immediately. I can’t be tempted in the morning, and not for this fool. He can’t start my morning with a torment. I say no to that.
“Good morning.” He said as he jumped into the bed.
“Morning but what am I doing in your room? Why didn’t you take me home last night?”
“Not when you were sleeping so peacefully.” He said sitting up and lying on one of his sides and supporting his weight with one of his arms.
I pouted. “And the dress? Are you done with it?”
He smiled. “You wanna see it? It took me almost the whole night, making that.”
It got me curious. “Can I see it?” I said in an excited and anxious voice.
He sat up properly. “Not yet. First, we wash, go out for breakfast and then, I take you to school and after that, I pick you up from school, then you see it.”
I frowned at him. “Why this long process, just for one dress? What if I go through all these only to meet something tacky. I would be so angry.”
He smirked. “You so much love that word tacky.” I shrugged. “Don’t worry, it’s not tacky at all.” He stroke my cheeks and then got out of bed.
“Where are you going?”
“To wash. I need to scrub clean and go out for breakfast.”
“Can I join you?”
He eyed me. “Just say you wanna see my body. I will gladly show you.”
“Show me.”
“Earn it.”
I jumped out of bed in excitement. “How can I earn it?”
“Answer three questions for me and I will let you see me naked.”
That’s simple! “Okay, I’m in.”
“Okay. It goes this way…” He touched his nose with his thumb getting me tensed up. “Carmen is your name right?”
I nodded my head hastily. He should ask away. I’m ready. I can do anything for his body. I won’t mind going to school for a week if that’s what he needs to let me see his body.
“Carmen is your name right? Spell it.”
“C-A-R-M-E-N” I spelt hastily almost jumping because the question was so simple and the answer so smooth too.
I guess he have never met anyone as smart as I can be. He haven’t met someone as intelligent like me. Tsk!
“Wrong.” He replied after studying my face for a while and I frowned.
“Why? That’s how my name is spelt.”
“I didn’t ask you to spell your name. I asked you to spell IT!”
Oh. But?
“That’s cheating!” I yelled in anger.
“It’s not cheating.”
“It is!!”
“Just admit that you failed it. You didn’t even give the answer a thought. Now look at the second question. Who’s your favourite singer.”
“Uhm…Cruella.”
He furrowed his brows. “Cruella is not a singer. That’s a movie.”
“And how’s that got to do with you? That’s my favourite singer.”
“You’re so dumb Carmen.”
I rolled my eyes. “Next question.”
“What’s your favourite movie?”
“Cruella.”
“Cruella again!”
“Yes. I love Cruella. She’s the coolest person I’ve met.”
“Coolest person you’ve ever met. That was a movie.”
“Yes I know. But I’ve met her. She looked so small when I shook hands with her. And she had crazy eyes just like her movie WEDNESDAY.”.
He scoffed and crossed his arms below his chest. “I thought Jenna Ortega was the main character in WEDNESDAY.”
I snapped my fingers. “Exactly what I’m talking about. Jenna Ortega. I’ve met her before. She was there for the modelling of my father’s new car last summer.”
RICARDO’S POV
Didn’t she just tell me that she have met Cruella before? How is that got to do with Jenna Ortega? How can she mix those two movies up and confuse me?
I rubbed my forehead. She was still explaining but I guess there’s a new thing I’ve found out about her. She’s not only dumb but she doesn’t know anything at all.
“That girl is so cool. I love that movie: Wednesday so much.”
“Because she is as crazy as you’re, right?”
“Yes! She’s so cool. She doesn’t take rubbish from anybody and the look in her eyes, always dead to feelings. I wish I have powers to ki|| like she does.”
Carmen even wants to ki||?
Impressive.
I turned my back on her and walked into the bathroom.
“Cardo where are you going? Aren’t you gonna show me your body again?”
“No!”
“Why? I got the three questions right.”
She call those answers? I wasn’t even being hard on her. Just simple questions and I ended up confusing myself with her answers. Tsk! I wanted her to get them right, so I can show her my body and see her scream her head off as she watch me. But no, she chose to get them all wrong, pissing me off in the end.
“Don’t come into this bathroom. You gonna bathe right after me.”
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“Carmen, how is your father?” My father asked as he placed a piece of meat on top of Carmen’s spoon who smiled and sent the spoon to her mouth immediately.
“He’s fine.”
“Awww. My daughter, how are you coping with all the busy schedules of your father?Do you even eat well?” My mother asked her.
I brought my hand to her lips and wiped off a food crumb, I wished she could eat any slower and stop spilling food on herself but the heck! Carmen isn’t someone to listen to advice. I’m still surprised that she actually stayed back when I asked her not to come into the bathroom.
“I’m fine. It’s always nice not to have him at home at all times.” She replied my mother and reached for the vegetables with her chopsticks.
“So you can have all the time in the world to be a nuisance.” Victoria chipped in and she eyed her.
“Exactly. Your father should’ve remarried immediately your mother died, in that way, she would’ve jogged some sense into your memory instead of raising you all alone by himself.” Louisa added.
I eyed the two of them while they scoffed at me. I wished they will stop this thing they’re trying to do right now. They’re trying to get on Carmen’s nerve and I pray that they don’t.
“Louisa, stop.” My father said but she was still grumbling inaudibly.
“Dad, why will she stop? She’s right.” Bernadette replied as she looked up and eyed Carmen who ignored everyone and was still eating. “Look at the way she eats mother? No courtesy. No respect for food.”
“Bernadette, can we eat in peace today before it’s ruined like last time?” My mom replied her but she won’t stop. She just don’t know when to!
“But I’m raising a point. How will I be able to live in this same roof with her? She’s even too young for Ricardo!”
“Bernadette.” Carmen suddenly called her name and looked up from her plate of food. Crumbs of food at each corner of her lips. And I’m so sure, she wants to start a fight now. “When are you going back to your husband’s house?” She asked which got everyone speechless.
“Oops! Sorry, I forgot that you’re unmarried.” Carmen added making a fake sound of apology as she turned to Amélie and patted her head.
“Don’t touch my daughter!!”Bernadette screamed. But Carmen didn’t stop.
“I pity this your daughter. She’s so pretty and kind, and so nice and when I look up and see you, I get disappointed. If only people can swap mothers in this life. I will talk your daughter into swapping mothers. People like you are supposed to be childless.” Carmen said so bluntly and my father was laughing.
As if it’s something to laugh about. “Dad!!” Bernadette yelled.
“So sorry but Carmen is so funny. She doesn’t seize to make me happy all the time.” He said smiling at Carmen and then, he was leaving for his room.
“Mom!!” Bernadette screamed but mother only shrugged. “Ricardo,” she finally turned to me, who is an easy prey for her. “Ricardo!!” She repeated.
“Don’t Ricardo him! Stop wasting your breathe on him! Face me instead. Don’t chew him up.”
“You’re still talking!!”
“Yes! I’m trying to keep it low because your daughter is here. I won’t want to tell her that she has no father!” Carmen roared and Bernadette rushed at her.
I was quick to hold Bernadette from touching Carmen. “You wanna hit her? You know she’s a small girl and you want to hit her.” I said.
“Did you call her a small girl when you heard her curse at me! You heard her, did you tell her to stop!!”
“It’s enough!!” My mom screamed and everyone went quiet. “Bernadette, come.” My mom beckoned to her but she didn’t want that at the moment, she eyed Carmen seriously. She wanted to beat her and I know that she can’t beat Carmen. It’s the other way round and I won’t want to see my sister get beaten by my own wife. It’s not gonna be clean to watch.
“Mom you ask sister to come, and fail to caution that rat you call a daughter-in-law.” Victoria snapped.
“Don’t call me a rat or I will give you a rat treatment now.”
“Carmen shut up!!!” I yelled at her and she eyed me pouting.
“Tell your sisters to leave me alone. They’re looking for my trouble. I want to eat in peace but I guess, everyone wants it in pieces.”
Bernadette went back to her seat still fuming but she did that after she had sent Amélie upstairs, to her room.
“Thank God your daughter isn’t here anymore. It’d be so bad to watch her own mother get beaten up by me.” Carmen said smirking.
“Carmen.” I called and she scoffed.
“It’s so annoying how everyone let you talk without cautioning you.” Victoria said. “Who do you think you’re, little witch.”
“Ɓîtçh!!!” Carmen yelled back.
“What?”
“You’re Ɓîtçh! A white one!! With a long shabby tail!!!”
“Carmen let’s go.” I said as I got up and grabbed her arm.
“Did you hear that mom?”Victoria said fuming.
“No, she didn’t hear anything. You wanna fight me.”
Victoria got up from her seat while Carmen did same thing. “Ricardo, warn that little thing you call a wife.”
“And what if he fails to warn me?”
“I will crush you!”
“Candy Crush. What are you waiting for? Start doing the crushing!!!”
“Carmen can you keep quiet. Victoria, I’m sorry, I will talk to her. Bernadette I’m sorry. Louisa, I’m sorry. Mom, I’ve got to get going.”
I held Carmen but she didn’t want to leave just yet. “Leave me alone, I want to deal with this girl, who does she thinks she is. Always acting mighty!” Carmen said as she advanced towards Victoria.
“Carmen.” I tried to hold her and I succeeded in doing that and she was trying to get away.
“Leave me alone. I want to pluck out her eyes so she won’t have the eyes to look at me again.”
“What? Ricardo!!”
“Stop calling his name!! Call mine and I swear, if you call his name again, you will have to visit your plastic surgeon for a week! I hear that you’ve been visiting him for quite a long time now. Don’t worry, I will fulfill your wish, I will make you live with him from now till forever.”
“Ricardo, take her away.” My mom said and I lifted her up to my shoulder.
And she was hitting my back. Clawing at me. “Hey, let me go!!”
“Carmen can you please stop?”
“You saw them looking for my trouble?”
“I saw them and it’s okay. Let’s go.” I said as I led us away and she was still screaming.
“f-__-k you Louisa!! All your wedding designer clothes are tacky!! I wonder why they called that classy. Alejandrozz have been suffering because of you!”
“Carmen stop!!”
“And as for you Bernadette, go and get married and stop harassing me in my husband’s house!! Just know that one of us is leaving this house when I pack in and that’s gonna be you!!”
“Carmen, can you stop?”
“I’m not done yet! And you Victoria, white Ɓîtçh!! I pray you don’t die because of cosmetic surgery. f-__-k you!!?”
“f-__-k you too!!”
“f-__-k yourself pretty well with that your plastic surgeon.”
“Carmen, language!!”
Oh.my.God.
Is she this vulgar too?
TO BE CONTINUED…
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