Feigned Marriage

chapter 8

Prapai's POV

I straighten my tie absentmindedly as I stand in front of the mirror, feeling conflicted. I had that same dream about sky again last night, and it really fucked with me. Usually I'd shake it off and remind myself that I can't control my subconsciousness, but I haven't been able to get it off my mind all day, and I'm feeling so fucking guilty. Especially because I didn't instantly realise I was no longer dreaming when I saw him in my bed. I'd been so close to pulling him on top of me, my cock still throbbing.

Seeing james made me feel even worse. I've loved him for as long as I can remember, yet now I'm married to his brother. It feels like I've betrayed him in the worst way, and the last thing I want to do is lust after sky too. It's fucking insane. Within the span of a few days, my entire life derailed.

"Where are you going?"
I tense at the sound of sky's voice and look up, my eyes meeting his in the mirror. He's leaning against the wall next to the door, his arms crossed. Just looking at him has me feeling conflicted. He looks beautiful in that silk pajamas that defines his curve . It's odd to have him in my home. He fits in so perfectly, yet having him around is disorienting. I watch as he pushes away from the wall and walks toward me. I've managed to avoid him for most of the day, locking myself up in my home office instead, but I should've known I couldn't keep it up.

I turn around to face him and force a smile. "Dinner." Sky pauses in front of me and grabs my tie, pulling it loose. "Is that so? With who?"

My heart starts to race as a different sense of guilt washes over me. Guilt toward sky this time.
"ky," I say, my voice soft. He knows exactly who I'm meeting for dinner. He was there this morning, when James asked to have dinner together and talk things through.

He lets my tie fall to the floor and grabs my collar, his movements betraying his anger. "I hate this shirt," he murmurs as his fingers brush over the top button on my shirt.

I swallow hard as sky slowly unbuttons the blue shirt james once bought me. I watch him carefully as more and more of my shirt falls open, unsure what to do or say. He's never touched me in this way before, yet it feels so right. The possessiveness in his eyes, his touch. This is new territory for me.

"ky," I whisper. "What are you doing?" He's clearly angry, and I don't want to provoke him any further.

He clenches his jaw and looks at me, his eyes flashing. "Undressing my husband. What are you doing?"

I tense and wrap my hands around his wrists, keeping them in place. "It's just dinner."

"Is it?"

I nod. "Sky... I swear, I'll keep my promise. Despite my past with james and my feelings for him, I won't cheat on you."

I tighten my grip on his wrists, and he looks up at me. "P'pai," he sighs. "I don't want to make you unhappy. James made it sound like it's nothing, but three years is a long time. I don't really know what to do. I'll be honest with you, I don't share well, and I can be quite jealous. The moment you and I got married, you became mine. I refuse to be made a fool of, and I won't let you two sacrifice me for your own selfish goals. I won't be your front while you screw my brother behind my back. I don't know what our marriage will look like, and I'm well aware that you're in love with him, but you're insane if you think I'm going to stand back and watch you date him." He pulls his wrists out of my grip and takes a step back. "I want you to be happy, P'pai... but not with him. Not like that. Not after what you've both asked of me."

I smile at him, intrigued. Sky has always been so sweet and calm, and I'm starting to wonder if I ever truly knew him at all. In the last couple of weeks, he's been different, and I think I like the change. I lean in and brush his hair out of his face. "I hear you, ky. I do. This is confusing for me too, but you're right. I'm yours... and you? You're mine. It's going to take us some time to navigate this marriage, but I can promise you this much: I won't ever betray you, nor will I knowingly hurt you."