TAMING KATE

Kate POV

I got home late and was completely soaked. Rain was falling heavily outside and meen! You would think that judging the way I was fucking rich, I should have a car or I shouldn't have to do anything In my entire life but that's not true. I didn't want to live off on my father's wealth even if I'm going to one day inherit it anyway.

I work at my father's newspaper company "the fitzman" as an employee and I made sure that my dad didn't give me special treatment.

I didn't live with my family and preferred to stay on my own considering the fact that I always cause trouble wherever I go so its a surprise opening my door and seeing my whole family in my apartment along with a guy I've never seen before and they're smiling as if there's no tomorrow. My sister's husbands Zachary, William, and Sean are there too.

"Good day dad, hey everyone,what's going on here?"

"Hello Kate,you won't believe it. I have good news!" My dad says beaming at me as he continues.

"Okay so, the king of England is my friend as you well know and he's now sick. He has decided to step down from the throne and let his son take his place as king but not until he gets married so his son decided to get married to you for reasons best known to him considering your character"

"What?!" I scream out. I was already getting mad and they all knew what usually happened when I got mad nevertheless, my father continued

"Kate, I said yes because i was so eager for you to get married and I signed the marriage certificate for you without your knowledge. Kate you're officially married to the future king of England King Wayne."

"What?!! Father ! How ! Dare !! You !!! Why couldn't you leave my fucking life alone you fucked up old man? Did I tell you I wanted a fucking husband? If I wanted one I would have gone to pick one from the fucking streets ! You idiot !!!" I didn't care that I was insulting my dad now. Once I'm angry, I can't control it anymore and I can even kill someone. My family knows it and and they try their best not to get me angry and all the time the so called Prince is standing there with amusement in his eyes just watching me and not saying anything at all.I wish I could blow that amusement from his face.now that I take time to look at him, he is handsome. No screw that, this guy is fucking gorgeous and i had to pratically remind myself that I'm supposed to be angry at him to keep myself from drooling over him or checking him out though I mentally undress him. Daddy says his name is Wayne and it suits his personality. He has blue eyes and jet black long hair that reaches just below his ear. He has plump lips and a well defined straight and pointed nose. There's this aura of power that radiates from him, I mean anyone can practically see it vibrating from him even in his stance, he stands like a king and he has this rugged, hardened male features as if he'd gone through severe training before becoming a king.

"Kate please I'm sorry" my dad says pleadingly effectively pulling me out of my trance and continues

"Kate you're going to be quitting your job at 'the fitzman' and follow Wayne to his kingdom tomorrow morning as his bride" my dad says shakingly

"WHAT?!!! LIONEL FRANKLIN FITZMAN !!! HOW DARE YOU?!!!! you idiot, fool , bastard, you..." I was immediately interrupted by Wayne.

"I think that's enough young lady, you've insulted your father enough for one night"

"And who're you to tell me what to do you hardheaded prick who does nothing but drink animal's shit?"

"I'm your husband and also the king of England. Lionel please would you take your family out? I want to talk to my new wife privately" he says

"Of course" My dad says with sweat rolling down his forehead only too happy to oblige and takes my family including himself out.

Everybody in my family had always feared me because of my temper. I got my temper from my late mother while my 3 sisters got their their cool temper from my Dad. My dad was a kind, generous and cool tempered man. He didn't care that I insulted and abused him and when I asked him "why?" one day he said that my temper reminded me of his late wife besides he would usually tease me that he couldn't get angry with a very beautiful girl and it was very true. I was really beautiful, the most beautiful girl in my family. I had a very long, black, curly hair that reached just above my butt, I had green eyes with long eye lashes, i had a slim and curvy figure that made guys start to drool however no one dared asked me out because of my temper. I could literally make a very strong guy start to pee on his pants but obviously not this stranger in front of me or should I say, my new husband. He just watches me with amusement and is not even scared of me, that's a first.

"You have mind to dare come and ask for my hand in marriage you idiot. I mean we don't even know each other" I snap at him once we're alone. He seemed unfazed by my actions and just chuckles.jerk!

"I believe my name is wayne not idiot"

"I don't know, in my opinion idiot suits you better"

"Kate, you're now my wife and I won't accept that character from you. I'm not your dad that you can shout out anyhow, I'm your husband and you're supposed to respect me"

"I'd rather respect the poorest man in the world than respect a fucking dickhead like you"

"Kate, Kate. You really are wild and believe me its sexy but the next time you try to insult me again or use fowl languages, you'll see what I'll do to you" he says with a smirk on his face and my anger boils to a whole new different level.

Not able to hold it any longer, I walk over to him intending to slap him and as I'm about to do that, he catches my hand and drew me flush against him. Before I could understand what was happening, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder with my head facing his butt and wow! he did have a nice ass.

"Put! Me! Down! This instant! You idiot! Madman! Monkey! Goat! Cow! Chicken! Hen! Where're you taking me to you fool!"

"To your room princess. Didn't I tell you not to disrespect me again? Well then, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

I was horrified! Someone teaching me a lesson?!! No one teaches Kate a lesson!!!

I began pounding his back very hard with my fist demanding to be put down but he doesn't even bulge instead its my hands that start paining me! Christ! What did this guy eat? He was so strong!

Soon after, he gets to my room and drops me unceremoniously on the bed and before I can get up, he pounces on me and starts unbuttoning my shirt.

"What the hell are you doing?! Get of me!!!"

"No can't do sweetheart." He replies continuing to unbotten my shirt and I try to stop him but he's Just too strong. He pulls my shirt off me and I'm now facing him wearing a see-through lacy singlet with tiny straps. I immediately use my hand to cover my breasts not wanting him to see any part of my body.

"Why're you doing this?" I was hysterical now.

"Because this is your punishment. Anytime you disrespect me, I'm going to personally undress you besides, its not a crime considering you're my wife."

" Stop it ! " I say as he starts to slowly unbuckle my jeans trouser

"I won't stop unless you say sorry"

What?! I've never told anyone sorry in my entire life! I was used to getting my way. If I did something bad, I never apologized.

"There's no way in hell I'm telling you sorry!! you motherfucker!!!"

"Then watch me as I slowly undress you until you're naked" he says smirking as he unhooks the last button of my trouser and starts drawing it down slowly.

I'm immediately alarmed and don't know when the sorry leaves my mouth.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry! I promise I won't disrespect you again, please stop"

He then stops and smiles at me. A real smile this time, not a smirk or anything, a real smile and my breath hitches.

"I thought you didn't know how to say sorry? I was already prepared to see you naked sweetheart."

"I'm not your sweetheart" I snap knowing I can't insult him and immediately take my shirt and start wearing it back.

"Yes you are. You're also my wife"

"I'm not. If you think that for one moment, I'm following you to England, then you're thoroughly mistaking. I'm not going to leave my family and go with you. I'm not quitting my job so you can pack your things and leave, I don't want to marry you."

"You don't wanna marry me? Sweetheart you're already married to me. You're my wife and you're following me to England first thing tomorrow morning whether you like it or not and if it means I have to drag you by the hair over there, I will".

And just like that , my life changed all because of one person that decided to marry me. Wayne.

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I woke up the next day, feeling groggy and tired. I wasn't a morning person but today's own was worse as if I'd gotten into a fight last night.

I was always like that right from when I was small, the cocky type who gets into a fight with boys bigger than her age or start shouting at a boy for bullying the new student in school and the Bully would usually cower in fear but the next day, i received the repercussions: strong headache, massive fatigue,feeling groggy and the day usually just ends badly.

It was then i noticed that someone else was on my bed.

"Who the hell are you?! What the heck are you doing on my bed?!"

"Sweetheart you don't remember me?!" The stranger said slightly amused

"No, of course I remember you that's why I'm asking who you are" I reply sacarstically

"You really don't remember me Kate?"

"No, fuck off or the only thing i'll be remembering in a few minutes time is how I beat up a guy mercilessly because i found him on my bed when I woke up. Besides,Why're you calling me Kate?"

"Because Kate is your name or let me guess, you don't remember your own name too.... besides my name is Wayne. You know, Wayne,king of England, one and only husband?"

"Oh! Oh! Wayne. The foolish bastard that decided to marry the princess" I say as the events of yesterday start flooding back to my mind.

Yesterday, Wayne had refused to leave. I tried to force him but he was so strong so i just got tired, bathed and slept off, he must have entered my room when i was asleep,not that I minded, as long as he didn't undress me or touch me indecently.

"What did I say about not insulting me Kate?"

"Fuck off you idiot, you don't own me and I can do whatever I damn well please.besides, stop calling me Kate.only my acquaintances and close friends call me Kate and you're none of them, you're simply a thorn in the flesh." I know i was being mean again and starting a fight but I was really not a morning person. I was always sassy in the morning and that was also one the reasons why I lived alone.

"I thought Kate was your real name?"

"You see,you want to marry me and you don't even know my fucking name?"

"So what's your name then?"

"And why should I tell you?"

He just smiled and said:

"because you're my wife,

Because I really want to know you,

Because..."

"Fine! I'll tell you. Jeez!". I snapped interrupting all his foolish reasons.

"My name is Katherine"

"Wow! You have a really nice name"

"Tell me something I don't know"

"Kate..."

"Katherine" I interrupted correctingly

"Kate" he said again daring me to try to correct him but I just kept quiet

"Kate do you really want us to go over this conversation again? I'm your husband and you're going o respect me"

"In your dreams" I sneered and snorted in an ungirl-like manner not that I cared anyway.

He merely smiled that his breathtaking smile again and my heart missed a beat.

"Damn! I love it when you're angry, it's really sexy. Trust me sweetheart, you're more beautiful when you're angry"

"Go to hell" I muttered as I started to rise from the bed but wayne immediately grabs my left arm and draws me back beside him.before i can do anything, he gets on top of me and kisses me. I was so shocked! OMG! His lips were very soft and I had only started to kiss him back when he pulled off, quicker than I would have liked to admit not that I'm going to tell him though, its only going to feed his already high ego.

Suddenly, I felt butterflies start o flutter in my stomach and for a moment, I can see only him, his beauty, his captivating blue eyes but that is until the idiot decides to ruin the mood by being cocky.

"Wow! If I known that it would take just one kiss to shut up the ice queen, I would have done that sooner"

I stood there still in a daze

"What? No sassy comeback? Did my kiss render you speechless as well?" He continued mockingly

Wanting to save my pride just a little, I shoot back:

"eew, your kiss was awful. I've had other guys kiss me better than that Wayne"

"I've been with too many women to know when one is lying. Judging by the way you kissed me back, I'd say you were inexperienced. My guess is that you've hardly been kissed before"

"Jerk! Did you have to make it so obvious and humiliate me?" I snapped rhetorically

He just gave me an i-know-i-was-right kind of smirk and got off the bed.

I sighed. It wasn't going to be easy. I didn't want to leave my whole life behind because my father was foolish enough to sign a marriage certificate.

Shit! Shit! Shit! I knew I should have went to church more or kisses my father's old ass more. Because now, it feels like I have no one to blame but myself, for being in this hot mess. I'd been way to busy to cozy up to God and to Daddy. Now, what the hall am I going to do? A husband really!? I'm the girl that can't even commit to having a boyfriend. My Dad has really gone and done it this time around!

I sighed. It wasn't going to be easy. I don't want to leave my whole life behind because my father was foolish enough to sign a marriage certificate.

I loved spending all my time alone and this guy was really getting under my skin, I couldn't cope with him. We are both cocky and strong willed. There will always be a clash and differences of opinion and none of us will be ready to back down for the other because of our nature.

Honestly, I didn't want to get married till I was 40 years old. I wanted to be independent and since I was both rich an beautiful, any guy could easily agree to marry me at 40, besides, I wanted to marry a guy I could easily control to do my bidding. I didn't want a guy who could stand up to me like Wayne. I wanted a guy who would do anything I wanted him to do and I didn't want to be forced into a compromising position 'cause that is like what happens every time I'm with Wayne.

"Now what's my beautiful wife thinking about?" Wayne asked as he walked in with a tray of food.

"How I could possibly kill you and probably dump your body somewhere where no one will ever find out?" I replied with a bitter smile

"Haha! You're hilarious"

"And you're disgusting and also getting on my nerves"

"You like it"

"You wish"

"Did I forget to tell you how sexy you are when you're angry?"

"Shut up" I say with a smile breaking down my anger façade.

"Haha! Come on let's eat"

"Alright"

I sat down on the bed and I was greeted with the smell of bread and omelette with tea as Wayne sat down beside me. I was about to touch the food when Wayne immediately slapped my hand off.

"What?" I asked confused as to why he slapped off my hand

"What do you say when someone takes his time to make food for you?" He asked with a smile playing on his lips.

"I'd tell the person to fuck off and let me eat the food"

"Wrong answer" he said and carries the food far from my reach.

I was really tired and didn't feel like going downstairs to make breakfast

"Wayne please, I'm hungry"

"Katherine, what would you say?"

I sighed "you're not going to drop this are you?"

"Nope" he said making sure to pop the "p"

"Fine. I'd tell the person thank you"

"Good. Now you can have the food" he said treating me like a child and hands the food over to me smiling.

He had forced me into a compromising position again. I can't remember the last time I told anyone 'thank you' before in my life and here I am telling a stranger. I absolutely can't remember the last time I told someone 'please' but now I apparently say it all the time to him. He's changing me and I don't want to be changed . I want to remain who I was though that doesn't stop me from still changing. Wayne is stronger and more stubborn than I am and he's making me do things that I don't wanna do and not that I can do anything considering the guy is like thrice my size.

"Wayne Why're you treating me like a child with little self control"

"Because you behave like one" he says nonchalantly

"Why're you trying to change me and going against my opinions? You forced me to say please, you told me not to disrespect you, you told me not to use fowl languages and now you're forcing me to say 'thank you', what's all this about?"

"Hmm. Let's just say that once in a while, even the wild Katherine needs to be tamed."

"What? What did you say?"

"You heard me"

"You jerk! I do not fucking need to be tamed!"

"No fowl languages" he says playfully

"Are you kidding me right now? Damn foul languages. You have to stop whatever you're doing to me!"

"No can't do sweetheart. Especially when I know it's working"

"It isn't working, you're just wasting your time."

"If it isn't working, why is it getting so much under your skin and why're you throwing a tantrum? Deep down, you know its working, you're actually changing."

I scoff. He isn't going to stop and I'm in trouble.

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"Katherine shower and get dressed. We're leaving for england in an hour's time."

"You're crazy if you think I'm going to england with you. I . Love . It . Here . end of story and I'm not leaving"

"Sweetheart, you remember the part of last night's discussion when I told you that I wouldn't hesitate to drag you by The hair over there if you refuse to come willingly? Now go get a shower"

"I'm not getting any shower"

"Katherine I wouldn't hesitate to pull your clothes and bathe you myself if you so much as get me angry" he says as his tone changes to the most serious voice I've ever heard and I cower a bit in fear

"Fine, I'll go and bathe" I say carefully not wanting to anger him seeing as he's on the edge.

I went to bathe and by the time I came out of the bathroom, Wayne was already dressed in a body fitting grey shirt with black trousers and I had to practically bite my lower lip to keep myself from drooling

Wow! This guy was all muscle and I couldn't help but rake my eyes through him, mentally undressing him and staring at all the big and bulging muscles but of course, he had to ruin the moment with his cockiness again

"Take a picture beautiful, it will last much longer"

"In your dreams"

"Actually in yours. In that dirty,evil, mind of yours that's thinking about just how sexy I am. I bet you're also mentally undressing me"

"Ha! You wish"

"Dress up let's go Kate"

"Ah, about that.... actually, um..... Something's really troubling me..."

"Do tell"

"Do I have to follow you? Your dad told you to get married not carry your wife wherever you're going to. I really love it here and I don't wanna ever leave. My life is rooted here and all my family members and loved ones are all here, I don't want to leave them. Can't we wait till next week before we leave? Or better still, can't you just go over there then next week, I'll come by myself to England to come and meet you?"

"Sorry princess, can't do. My father's health is deteriorating at a fast rate and its already painful enough that he will not get to see his grand children so at least let him see the woman I married before he dies. If we wait till next week before we leave for England, he might be dead by then"

"Wayne I didn't even get to say goodbye to my family"

"Well if you hadn't spent your time insulting your father yesterday or being in denial that you're not leaving, you would have gotten the chance to say goodbye"