His Little Wife

Disclaimer.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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"Twaine! Hey, Twaine!"I woke up to a seventeen year old girl sleeping sofly in my bedroom.

"Hmmm. What the hell!"

It was obvious in her voice that she was not yet in the mood to get up.

"That's bad! Get up there." I told her again as I dried my hair. I just finished taking a bath and this bitch is still asleep.

"I don't want to go in school!" She said lazily.

"Who told you not to come to school, huh?"I asked her annoyed.

"Just myself." She answered.

"Twaine!" I shouted at her. This kid really pisses me off.

"Yes! My brother, I will get up!" She said and glared at me.

"Stop calling me brother, I'm your husband not your brother." She really knows how to annoys me.

"But you're 5 years older than me!" She reasoned out.

"So, what?" Because of annoyance, so I climbed on the bed and I brought my face close to hers.

"Call me brother again and I will kiss you." I threaten her.

"Fine, I will not call you brother again-so you can leave there on top of me,Sir Kyle?" Because she called me sir so I started to apply my lips to her lips.

I started to kiss her. I was happy to see her close her eyes and she also responded to my kisses.

Before we even headed to where, I had already cut off our kiss.

"Get up and prepare yourself before we get caught up in school." I told her pretending that nothing happened.

"Why did you kiss me?" She was still complaining.

"All right, take a bath and get dressed." She burst out of my room and went to her room.

"So, childish." I just whispered.

We're married but we didn't sleep in one bed. We have our own bed. Last night she slept here because she was afraid of thunder and lightning. So I let her sleep on my bed while I was on the sofa.

I'm a professor at Hartfeld University that's why I decided to enrolled Twaine in Hartfeld so that I can watch over her.

We are married but only our parents know. That's why we have to be careful at school.

How did we become husband and wife-and why?

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Answer will be found out on the following chapters so stay put and wait for the updates.

Kyle's Point of View :

"I want an allowance!" Twaine suddenly appeared in front of me after she got dressed.

"God, Twaine! comb your hair first! You look like a child!" I told her while shaking my head.

"I'm really still young! You're just old." She said philosophically. I glared at her.

"Are you going to annoyed me or I won't give your allowance? You choose." I told her.

"Of course I was just joking. To be honest, you're the most handsome man I've ever met!" She's flattering me. Tsk. Before ruining my day, I took my wallet and gave her, her allowance for a week.

After I gave it to her, she immediately left the house. I put her first because we can't be together, apart from ruining my job, Twaine will lose the freedom to choose the one she truly loves.

I was twenty years old and a fresh graduate in college when our parents decided to marry us. Twaine had just graduated from Senior High School.

She's only 15 during that time. We both didn't want to get married to each other because Twaine Isabelle Montenegro was too young then, and I was also in a relationship at that time.

Aside from the fact that we don't know each other we both still hate each other once after we meet.

I can still remember how Twaine cried and lost her temper because she didn't want to be tied to me, but because our parents wanted it, so we both did nothing but to obeyed them.

My Mom and Twaine's Dad were best friends so before Twaine's Dad pass away, he asked us to get married.

After we got married exactly two weeks ago, her Dad finally said goodbye to her due to a cancer.

Twaine was really sad during that time, of course anyone who's in her place will feel the same. I'm the only one who stays by her side so we kind of got along, but we still won't lose our quarrel sometimes, especially since Twaine is stubborn.

By the way, I am Adrian Kyle Mendez. I am twenty-two years old and a professor major in Mathematics.

Actually I don't like teaching but because I want to watch my little wife, so I was forced to teach. If I just wanted to, the position of CEO in our company was available, I wouldn't have to struggle with teaching if it weren't for her. Tsk.

I want to watch her, not because I love her, but because that's what her Dad wants. Before Twaine and I got married, we also secretly agreed that we could get a divorce once we found our same true love.

That's why no one else should know that we are married.

Before coming late to school, I went to the parking lot of our house to pick up my car. I turned it on immediately after I boarded and after a thirty minute drive I also reached Hartfeld.

As soon as I got out of the car, I immediately saw Twaine's angelic smile while talking to her friends. We didn't seem to know each other when I passed by her because she didn't even glance at me.

I just ignored that because that's really what we should be, to pretend we don't know each other. When I arrived at my office, I noticed that Twaine's section was the first classroom I would teach.

I looked at my wrist watch first and in 10 minutes I would start. I picked up the things I needed then I walked to the 4th floor of the Sakura building.

"Good morning, Sir!" Some students greeted me while others were busy talking and others were on their cellphones.

"That's why I hate teaching." I just whispered to myself. I looked at Twaine's chair but she wasn't there yet.

"Good morning class!" I greeted them all.

"Sir, sorry we're late-" I stared at the door. I saw Twaine with someone, they were holding hands.

"Come in." I just told them both. When they entered, they were still sitting side by side in the chair.

I just checked the attendance first and that's when I found out that Jeremy was the name of Twaine's holding hands.

Since it's their first day so I didn't ask them to do much. I just gave the preliminary knowledge for our topic for the whole sem.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when I got home. But to my surprise, Twaine was still not there. I tried to call her but she did not answering my calls.

"She's making me angry!" Because I was annoyed, I just got dressed and went to my room. I was just lying down when I saw on the CCTV here in my room that she also came.

"Where have you been? It's already 8:30 in the evening Twaine!" I angrily told her.

"I'm sorry, Jeremy and I dated." She reasoned.

"Next time, I don't want you to go home late just because of dating!" I told her angrily.

"Yes, I'll follow." She answered without looking at me.

"Come in and change. Then rest!" I told her, still feeling angry.

"Okay."

When she entered her room, I just sighed.

She didn't spend the night at dating before, but now, she is.

After I made sure that the whole house was locked, I immediately went back to my room.

"Ahh!" I was surprised because Twaine was screaming in panic, I immediately get out of my room and ran to her.

"Twaine! What's wrong with you?" I asked her worriedly.

"K-kyle- there's a cockroach! Ahh!" She was still screaming inside the bathroom, so I didn't hesitate to get in there. I immediately killed the cockroach and flushed it in the toilet.

I was stunned with my feet when I saw Twaine's nakedness.

"Sh*t I'm getting hot." I said in almost a whisper.

"Ahh! Get out! You- rude!" At once she slapped me with the mug she was holding.

"You're rude! Ahh!" I was surprised when she started to cry so I was even more confused. I don't know if I'll hug her with the towel or I'll come out of the bathroom.

She continued hitting me while sobbing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-I'm just really confused." I apologize to her while hugging her tightly.

She didn't say a word. So, I wrapped her in a towel and helped her get out of the bathroom.

"Dress up now." I said turning away.

"I'm going out. Good night." She still didn't utter any word. So, I decided to finally left her room.

Twaine's Point of View :

I'm still restless because of what happened recently. Did Kyle really see my naked body?

"God! No!" I suddenly shouted here in my room. I hate those cockroaches, they ruined me. Why did I grow up afraid of just a little cockroach. Ugh!

Kyle then saw my body. Yes, we're married, but even so! He shouldn't have seen me naked.

I am Twaine Isabelle Montenegro-Mendez, the little wife of Kyle. I am 17 years old and a 2nd year college student.

Since I couldn't accept what had happened earlier so I left my room and went to Kyle's room. I threw stones at the door of his room and kicked him out of annoyance.

"You bastard get out of there!" I shouted as the door of his room continued to slam.

"What the hell is your problem, little girl?" He suddenly appeared in front of me so I stopped crashing in his room because he came from the kitchen.

"Why did you peek at me?" I shouted at him while slapping his chest.

"I didn't mean that. Go to your room and sleep-"

"- so, you get a little taller." He added that annoyed me.

"Are you insulting me?" I asked him angrily.

"Are you insulted?" He answered me with a question. I slapped his chest even harder with my two hands.

"Will you stop or will I get you pregnant?" I was stunned by what he said. So I immediately removed my hands from his chest and immediately entered my room.

"Ugh! I hate you!" I shouted at him before finally entering my room.

"I hate you too!" He shouted back. Grrh! Why did that man even become my husband?

After I entered my room, my lampshade suddenly turned off, so my knees seemed to shake and I couldn't move.

"Ahh!" I shouted because of so much fear.

"K-yle!"

"Daddy!" I kept shouting because the light in my room was still off. I can't move to run out.

"Twaine-" I immediately hugged Kyle as he entered my room.

"I'm scared." I cried while still shaking in fear.

"Don't be scared, I'm just here." Kyle whispered to me while caressing my back and hair. Because of what he said I cried even more and hugged him tightly.

"You can sleep in my room again." He said. I just nodded and followed him.

"I'm going to sleep on the floor-"

"No! You can sleep beside me. I'm still scared." I told him. At the same time, I immersed my face in his chest.

"Are you sure you want me to sleep beside you?" He asked surprised. I just nodded.

"Okay, we'll be sleeping together in my bed." He whispered.

"Thank you." He just didn't say a word. He caressed my hair as I leaned on his arm. In that position I feel very safe. Gradually, drowsiness also visited me so I closed my eyes.

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Kyle's Point of View :

After I felt that Twaine was asleep I slowly removed her head from my arm. My arm felt aching because of the weight of this short girl's head. I also closed my eyes to sleep.

The next morning I woke up to Twaine. Well, again. That little girl was still asleep. I started preparing our breakfast and then I also took a shower and got dressed.

"Good morning!" Twaine greeted me.

"What a miracle-you woke up early?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Is it bad?" She asked pouting.

"Stop pouting, you still look like you're too short!" I pissed her off.

"Compared to the old monster?" She smiled and said once running inside the bathroom. I just sighed. She really knows how to pissed me off.

"Please just lock the house, and be careful going to school." I shouted at her at the door of the bathroom. She takes so long taking a shower, that's why I need to leave the house first, before her.

"Wait a minute, wait for me!" She shouted back.

"I can't wait for you anymore, Twaine and we're not allowed to go together. All right, I'll go first." She didn't answer so I left the house.

When I arrived at school I was immediately greeted by Ms. Roxanne.

"Good morning Kyle." She smiled at me.

"Good morning Ms. Roxanne." I also smiled to greet her.

"Drop that Miss, just call me Roxanne." I just nodded.

"Can we have a lunch together later?" She said.

"Why, aren't you with your friends?" I asked her.

"No, I don't really have any friends here."

"Is that so? All right, if you want, we can be together." I was surprised by what I said.

"-every breaktime, I mean." I added.

"Sure, no problem." She said trying to hide her smiles.

After we talked, we also parted ways with Roxanne.

I met Twaine on my way to their classroom but she just stared at me emotionless.

"What's the problem then?" I just asked myself.

I went out of Twaine's classroom without her glancing at me, because she was busy dealing with that Jeremy.

I just ignored her. Teenagers, nowadays.

"Kyle!"

"Oh, Roxanne." I greeted her.

"Let's go?" She asked.

"Okay."

Roxanne and I went to the cafeteria together. From there, my attention went to Twaine and Jeremy, they're together again. I just shrugged.

"That was a pain in my eyes." I just shook my head to avoid thinking of them.

After Roxanne and I had lunch, I went home. I'm only half day now because I have something important to take care in the office.

"Why are you already here?" I asked Twaine who seemed to be had just arrived as well.

"Don't talk to me." She said calmly.

"What is your problem?" I asked.

"None of your business." She said rolling her eyes on me. What's the problem of this kid?

"Okay. I'm leaving right away, too." I told her trying to ignore her sudden changes of behavior.

"Why, do you have a date?" I stopped and faced her. She sounds so different now.

"Nothing, I just have an important business to take care." I answered to her question.

"Okay. Have a safe trip." She said full of sarcasm.

I just ignored her. I just got dressed and went out right away.

"Are you going out too?" I asked her.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"-and you're wearing off shoulder and shorts?" I asked annoyed.

"What is it to you?" What a stubborn.

"Twaine, get dressed!" I tod her angrily.

"No!"

"Twaine!"

"Why are you interfering? Who are you in my life huh? You're not my Dad so don't dictate me!" She shouted at me. Seriously, Twaine?

"Don't yell at me!"

"You're there again! It's none of your business! what I want to do? You're out in every decision what I wanted to do! You're just my husband in papers, Kyle!"

It was as if something hurt in my chest because of what she said.

"But you're my priority! But if you don't want me to interfere with you? Fine!"

Before I finally exploded I left the house. Why is this child stressing me out now? Damn!