Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 114: A Deal

Chapter 114: A Deal

Leander was not surprised that his statement did not affect her much. She had thought about it all. He got curious to know her plan.

"Yeah, you can," she nodded, and her lips curled into a smirk. "But you won’t."

"Why?" he crossed his legs.

The tiredness and the annoyance he felt just some minutes ago melted away like mist in the presence of sunlight. He was invigorated. This one is full of surprises. He thought she might still be curled up crying, but here she is... back to challenge him.

"Again, you made ME your wife. YOU married ME even against your grandfather’s wishes, almost humiliating him in the process. You are keeping my infertility from him. Your pride won’t let this marriage fail... at least not in front of others. It is the reason..." she bit her lips. "It is at least one of the reasons you didn’t kill me yesterday. But behind closed doors, you will hurt me."

She touched the back of her head and gulped. He could say that she is still hurting.

Leander sighed. How can she be right and wrong at the same time?

She is right that he cannot kill her. But she is wrong to think that he willingly can hurt her and watch her tear up. He looked at her as he had a feeling that she hasn’t finished yet.

"And so, I’ve decided to be your wife..."

Leander’s heart skipped a beat. His mind immediately went to the image of the couple he saw on the beach—the old couple. Can they grow old together like them?

But she had her way to topple his house of cards.

"...in front of others," she added.

Leander could only scoff. Only at his stupidity.

"In exchange for?" he asked.

She had thought about it a lot. So, he decided to hear her out. Rather than not having anything defined between them, having some sort of arrangement will do them good considering their relationship.

She might not have any idea what he is thinking of her, but he doesn’t know much either. And she is right that he cannot let his marriage fail for the sake of his grandfather. Maybe her idea will work. And they can find a middle ground.

"My freedom," she said.

He scoffed shaking his head. If she thought that he would let her leave, then she is the stupidest person on earth.

"Freedom from intentional pain and freedom of mobility," she said, raising her voice as if she knew that he had no plans on letting her leave. "Husband or mafia, I cannot accept you physically hurting me. I simply won’t accept abuse. I’ll do everything you want me to do if you use your words, provided it does not infringe on my principle of not hurting others. And I cannot simply get trapped in this room. I want to move around the house and outside, with your permission, of course."

Good, he thought. He didn’t want to hurt her either. And he wanted her to move around the house. He didn’t want to lock her inside his room. If she wants to go out, of course, he can take her out.

"And... I want to have full control of my body. We won’t be a "couple" behind closed doors, at night, I mean..." she added.

Not good, he got alert.

Leander stared at her. He didn’t understand why when the door is closed at night, they can’t do what couples do in bed. Isn’t the whole charade to show them to be an amicable couple?

"I consented that night because it appeared to be mandatory for us to leave that house. But now, it is unnecessary for us to do it to make others believe that we are indeed a couple," she said.

Leander thought about it. On one hand, his pride wanted him to agree with her. If she is being obedient and no one doubts what’s happening behind closed doors, it is better. It’s not like he is starving for a woman’s intimacy! He can live just like he lived in the past. He needs no woman.

But on the other hand, something else stopped him from accepting it. How can he concede to his wife on this issue? They are married! S*x is an integral part of a marriage. It’s not everything, but it is a very important part and parcel of the marriage. How can he agree to keep it aside and live life as some pretend couple?

Has she looked at herself? How could she think that a normal man would be able to sleep beside her without getting any ideas? He is her husband, not some gay friend, damn it!

"I do not agree," he stood up.

He will not put up with her stupid request.

"Which part?" she hurriedly blocked him. "Is it that hard for you to not hit me?"

He scoffed and turned his face. "I do want to hit you like a b*tch," he said gritting his teeth.

He wanted to slap her booty as he rides her hard. He wanted to hear her scream his name. He wanted to pound her till she sees heaven in his d*ck.

"Heh!" she scoffed and took a step back.

He thought that she would give up, but the glimmer in her eyes reduced to a blank stare. "I knew you would refuse, Kastello," she smirked.

"And I have decided... If pain is going to be my life from now on, I’d prefer to die while enduring all the pain at once. I will go to that wicked old man and tell him that I was the one who castrated his dear grandson and I plotted to marry his gullible younger grandson to make him my b*tch. I will tell him that the Kastello family is never going to see the next generation because I am infertile and that I will not let another woman marry you!"

Leander clenched his jaws. He must say... This woman surely has some guts. It is a pretty credible threat. Something he does not want to happen.

"If he hasn’t planned to kill me already, he surely will kill me after hearing the truth," she added.

Leander’s heart skipped a beat. His grandfather does not trust her even when he thinks that she is Russo’s daughter. And if he finds out that she is not Russo’s daughter, it would only make his grandfather warier of her. He won’t take a chance with her.

Also, his grandfather wants him to marry that Donatello girl. His grandfather will definitely kill her.

"I will cut off your tongue, and all your fingers. How will you tell my grandfather anything?" he asked.

The more he pondered, the more he got angry.

She is right! She has a point!

He does not have a choice here!

It made him feel helpless. His helpless feeling turned to anger.

She laughed. "Your grandfather wouldn’t let you have a defective wife with no tongue or fingers. He’ll order you to kill me then, won’t he?"

"Get out!" Leander scowled.

Why is she right?