Deceptive Irene

Chapter 1

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                    CHAPTER ONE

Irene sat on her bed looking angry, bored and pissed, yet she didn't exactly know which emotion she wanted to settle on for the mean time. She could feel the day going badly the same way it started. The only thought going in and out of her head were the chants of ' I messed up'. Which she kept repeating like a mantra.

Her anger wanted to disappear but the sound of the tap running from the other side of the room contributed to her increasing anger. The sound of the door shutting took her attention.  She turned to the left to see her husband, Thomas standing there in all his glory looking like a 1970 model.

"Thomas, please put on something. I have been waiting. I told you we need to talk" she pleaded.

He sighed as he covered himself with his bathrobe. "Love, as much as i want us to talk to get you out of this foul mood, i don't feel like it. Am tired, i want to sleep. Let's have that talk tomorrow", he said calmly as if he was talking to a 3 year old.

He took his robe off and took his place on the bed comfortably. 

'The fact that he sleeps naked is a big turn off for me', Irene thought.

"This conversation can't wait Tom, we need to talk"

"Irene, am very tired as it is now. I need to sleep. So please be a good wife and obey. We will talk tomorrow ", he said with a tone that definitely means he's trying not to get angry.

"Tomorrow? After your meetings or your business lunch meeting? Huh, tell me Tom. That's what you have been saying for the past 2 days. I am your wife, you need to sit up and talk to me. I deserve at least that from you", Irene shouted.

He sat up "What the hell do you want huh?, he yelled with a raucous voice that cause her to flinch.

Irene turned to look at him. " I need to go visit my parents next week.  Since we are planning to have kids, i want to see my Mom. Please "

He laughed.

"That's a No! You are not---

"What the hell Tom. I need to. You can't keep me here. I'm going this week"

"Oh really? I would like to see you try then", he threatened.

"I am your wife, not a prisoner"

"That's why you need to be home more. You need me not them"

"And that's the fucking reason why i need to be with my Mom. I need my parents, If we are planning to have kids"

"Don't worry love. I did take short courses on 'How to care for new-born babies" and also i have practical experience when my ex-wives had my 4 children. Trust me, you are in good hands. Now end of discussion,  Goodnight"

Thomas ended the conversation like he always likes to do. He went back to sleep as Irene kept staring at her husband. As she wondered how she came about to be married  to a 68 years old man with seroius anger and controlling issues. Infact, because of the financial strength of Thomas, almost everyone thinks she is after the money.

'He may be old, but i could see the young boy in him still yearning to return to his train set. He is handsome from the depth of his eyes to the sometimes gentle expression of his voice. His playful smile always drawn into a hard line across his face. His perfect lips ripe for kissing. The most thing that gets me is his body. I sometimes can't believe at his age with that kind of physique. Sometimes, i don't think i am really married to an old man', Irene thought.

The lustful thoughts are cut short when she heard him snoring. 'And just like that, am turned off'

Married to a man with 4 children who just despise her as much as she does them. But they have no other reason but to accept her and their yet-to-be planned sibling.

Irene turned to her side of the bed, pleading for sleep to take her.

And it did.

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