Taming the Bitch (COMPLETED) Wattys2018

Chapter XXI - Helipad

"Welcome to Burj Al Arab Mr. & Mrs. Walton!" The guest service executives of the world's only 7 star hotel greets them with so much enthusiasm as they enter the most luxurious hotel where they are bound to spend more than a month of their supposed honeymoon.

The front officers dressed in their elegant blue gowns are lined up in the entrance together with a man in kundura. All of them are holding different welcome food and drinks that represent the rich culture of the Emirate.

Different stuffed dates, juice shooters and rosewater-scented face towels were offered to them as they stepped out of the private jet that took them from London to Dubai. They have been above Earth flying through the luxurious jet of her father for almost seven hours. The flight although literally quiet was not at all comfortable as they were flying not even talking to each other. It had been dead silent inside the jet. For Vincent, it was more than uncomfortable, it had been a torture wanting nothing but to speak and make amendments with his wife. They were both upset, he wanted to fix things with her but more than that, he wants his own emotions fixed as he is already in a critical stage with her feeling nothing but hatred towards him.

Just when he decided to break the ice, standing from the couch he'd been lying on for a couple of hours to go to the suite where Gabrielle walked to after boring herself watching the clouds, Vincent just felt more frustrated after carefully opening the door and was greeted by his witch-like wife dozing off to sleep on the queen sized bed inside her suite. He so much wanted to lie next to her and wake her up so they can talk, but he knows too well that that wouldn't work and she might just end up pushing him out of the plane to just kill him.

He did lie quite next to her though. Not on the bed but on the reclining chair beside it. Finding comfort lying quite near her at least and watching her sleep so peacefully. The next few more hours, they just spent with their breathing sounds competing which is louder or calmer.

He woke up before her and prepared a green tea for her right away. Something that her nanny told him to do for her when she wakes up.

All he received though when he offered her the then warm tea was a raising brow of the most regal woman he'd seen even after just waking up. She did drink it though, but with no thank you or whatever.

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Gabrielle, he realizes is walking ahead of him towards the main door of the helipad going to the inside of the sail-shaped hotel. Ignoring the tens of greeting officers and butlers that are smiling towards them as they congratulate them for the wedding. Obviously, the world knows now that they have already been married.

"Mrs. Walton? We have prepared a small token of congratulatory present for you." Says another staff wearing a different suit from the rest.

The middle-aged man with a bald hair hands Gabrielle a bouquet of pink and white tulips as he introduces himself as Akhmed Abdullah, Director of Rooms division, according to him.

Gabrielle just stops briefly looking at the older man before looking back at him from behind then at the flowers once again. Signaling him to take the flowers instead like he is just her servant or bodyguard.

"Oh... appreciate it a lot Mr. Abdullah. But I think it would be best if you give it to my husband there. It's him you should be congratulating the most... I'm allergic to it...just to let you know." She says looking at the flowers once again before she lifts her chin and continues to walk. Making the man in front of her speechless and the rest of the staff looking awkwardly at him.

"Mr. Walton..." the Director approaches him instead, not quite sure if he should hand him the bouquet or what.

"Apologies, we weren't informed that Mrs. Walton is allergic to flowers."