*Stephine's POV*
I let out a deep sigh. I do not feel hungry and I know my stubborn person of a caring strict husband will make me eat regardless.
Besides I feel like I should let him know the truth about his friend soon because I am not sure what that devil is planning to do and what if he takes Luke away from me. No! I will never let that happen.
I get refreshed and head downstairs where I see my fine husband setting the table with ... salad.... Ewwwwwwwww.... I am so not eating that.
*Luke's POV*
As I was setting the table I felt my wife's gaze on me so I looked up and sure enough she was staring.
But.... not at me, instead she was staring at the food with a scowl. Oh well. She's not well and that's what Damon advised me to feed her.
I go towards her and hold her hand, "Babe? Why are you standing here?Come on. Let's go and eat." I start to gently pull her towards the table but she pulls her hand away from me.
"What is wrong honey? Why did you stop walking?" I asked her. But got no reply just her puppy eyes and I knew what they were for, but I decided to play dumb. "What's up honey? Why are you giving me that look?" I reach for her hand again and rub my thumb on the back of her hand to comfort her.
*Stephine's POV*
I look at him playing dumb so I whine a little, but he wasn't budging so I had to go and atleast sit on the chair, while he took a seat beside me and started putting the green grass on my plate.
"I am not eating that grass Lukeyyy," I whine. Instead of an reply what I got was a death stare, but this time I was determined to stick to my decision.
He folded his arms in a mocking way, "Oh really? Then what would you like to have? Shall I call Damon and tell him to bring over a large supply of IV's because someone is throwing tantrums regarding the diet he suggested"
I whine and give him my best puppy eyes and make a sad face,"Babe please, I don't want to eat this grass, it's so yucky and I just do not like it and hence I will not be eating it." Saying this I stood up, only to be pulled back into my seat for which I gave him a stare.
He glared back at me, "Quit it love, immediately. Just because I'm going easy on you does not mean you can have your own way, now open your mouth. I will feed you since you are incapable of feeding yourself a perfectly healthy lunch"
I covered my mouth with my head and shaked my head. He tried to get my hands off but I kept a strong grip. He sighed and got a little angry, "Steph I swear, if you do not remove those hands from your mouth in the next 60 seconds, I will go and call Damon and Matt, and you know very well how they are."
I shook my head and kept my head on the table and kept covering my mouth. He sighed, "Do as you wish", and then he went away to get something.
*Luke's POV*
I have no clue what has gotten into her. She was stubborn, but not this stubborn. Anyways, I decided to stick to my words and went to our shared bedroom to get my phone and headed back downstairs while dialing Damon. I looked towards her and she had her puppy eyes with her eyes brimming with tears, but I won't let this go today.
On the other side Damon picked up the call, "Hey buddy, what's up?"
"Damon, I have a difficult case for you to handle"
"Oh dear, what did she do now?"
"You told me clearly to feed her healthy food, mainly vegetables and fruit. So I made her a vegetable salad and since the last 40 minutes she has been pushing me away, covering her mouth and refusing to eat under all circumstances. So now I have no clue what to do."
"She did not eat much during breakfast either. Did she take her vitamins?"
"Hold on, let me ask her," I covered the phone and went towards my wife who was pouting. "Babe, did you take your vitamins in the last 3 days? And be damn honest with me right now." She shook her head slightly, "lukey I didn't take today's only." I gave her a stern look, but also hugged her a little as she was about to cry
"You heard her Damon, she skipped them today. So what to do now?"
"I'll come over in half an hour and put me on speaker for a minute"
"Alright, you're on speaker now"
"Right, Steph I'm only gonna say this once and I do not want any type of whine or complaint coming from you. You are gonna eat what Luke is feeding you, I was the one who told him what you strictly meed in your diet and he is just following my orders. And if you continue to be the same by the time I get there, then you will be seeing a very strict side of me, that I hoped you would not be seeing any time soon. Do I make myself clear Steph?"
"But Damon-"
"I just now said no ifs, buts or anything Steph. I repeat, do I make myself clear as to what you are gonna do?"
Steph hid herself in my body not wanting to reply to Damon as he had a very strict tone while addressing her.
"I'll see that she eats Damon, you drive safe."
"I'll drive safe buddy, you try get that stubborn wife of yours to eat. See you soon"
"See you buddy, bye."
"Bye"
I look towards my wife and rub her back a little. "Now will you eat something baby?"
She shook her head, "Lukey I don't wanna eat this." Tears start to drop from her eyes so I bend down to her level and take her face in my hands.
"What's got you so worked up darling? You normally don't do this. So tell me what's bothering you"
"Lukey I just ... I .."
"I'm here love take your time." I picked her up and went towards the couch and sat with her on my lap. "Now tell me baby. You what? Were you too focused on deciding to tell me what happened in the past that you relived it and it made you scared?"
She looked up at me cutely. "How did you know?"
I smile at her and kiss her forehead a little, "I just know baby. I'm your husband after all. Now will you try and eat something before Damon gets here?"
She shook her head, "Lukey noooo. That's is so eweewww. I don't wanna eat that grass. Please"
I shook my head and kissed her forehead. "Damon is gonna be pissed baby."
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Married to a Billionaire
RomanceThis story is about how Stephine a fashion designer was forced into marrying a well known Billionaire named Luke. .............................................................................................................................. But no o...