NICOLE'S POV

"You may take any seat while waiting for Ava to finish up. She informed me earlier that she has some last minute alterations to add before tomorrow's show." Kelly, that hag's personal assistant, informed me before she excuses herself.

Well at least, I get to watch the city's most extravagant fashion show rehearsal.

I can't help but stare at the boys who walk on the runway. I thank God for He created such beautiful human beings, but I also can't help to feel jealous of the female models with their perfectly toned stomach and million-dollar beauty.

"Avalynn, your turn."

Wait, did that guy called out that hag's name?

I turn my attention to the runway again, and I am surprised to see that wench walks down the runway with such confidence as if she owned the stage.

Hold on, she's a model?! The day after our wedding ceremony, she told me she's just helping out her parents with their company and that's it.

I didn't know that she'd actually walk on the runway as well. When she poses at the end of the runway, I freeze. She's ... kinda hot. I immediately shake my head just to throw away the thoughts I have for her.

That hag destroyed my perfectly normal life. It's hard enough to keep this marriage a secret from my friends at the university. Now, she's trying to invade my personal time. The only person who knows about this marriage is my boyfriend.

When "Dark Horse" by Katy Perry plays in the background, she takes my breath away as she flips her hair and smiles before walking back to where she came from.

Not long after that, she appears together with a group of models from earlier.

"So, this is the infamous Mrs. Grimaldi? You lucky bitch." I'm not sure if she's being playful or she's fucking serious about calling me a bitch.

"It was a shocking news for us when Kelly told us that Ava is getting married. Such devastating news indeed." They all sigh.

"Ha ha, guys. Well, I'm going now. See you tomorrow."

They all gave each other kisses on the cheek.

"Don't be too naughty tonight, Ava. You have a show tomorrow."

Avalynn, the hag, chuckles before we act as if we're in love in front of everyone. When there's no one around us, I immediately let go of her waist.

"Ugh. This is so tiring. Do we have to do this for 2 fucking years?!" I can't live like this. We just married a week ago, but now I can't even keep on doing like this. I have a boyfriend to care for!

"Ugh. Just do what I say, and everything will be okay." She leads us to where she parked her car.

"I told you that you could use the car I have provided. Why didn't you? There's no restriction about students bringing their own vehicle, correct?" She asks when we're both inside.

"No way. That car you provided will only do harm to me." I reply. Seriously, what would people say when they see a university student driving around in a pure white Bentley? That would cause more questions about my life. They all know me as the beautiful, graceful and kind Nicole.

"Suit yourself." She starts to drive.

The ride is awkward. We have nothing to talk about. And, why should we even talk? We don't even like each other. We only agreed on this marriage because of our parents.

It was unfortunate for them that neither gave birth to a male heir, but that didn't stop them from getting firstborn of the family to join in this holy matrimony since same-sex marriage was just made legal in Maestropolitan.

While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, she puts on her favorite song and just blasts it off. I am not complaining because all her music choices seem to be my liking as well.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I bought you a new phone. It's inside the dashboard." She motions for me to take it out.

"There's another box containing the smartwatch. Since your a student, you will need that." Is she buying all of this for me? I thought we hate each other.

"You can throw away that horrendous excuse you call a phone."

My old phone ... Did she call my phone horrendous? My boyfriend bought me that phone for my birthday. I admit that it isn't as expensive as the one she bought, but still, he gave me this phone with his love and all. "I will not throw it away. Someone special bought it for me."

She scoffs. "All right. But please, I bought that new phone for a reason. That phone can help you with your schoolwork as well." She points at the back. "I also bought a whole set of laptop and tablet for you. You're a Grimaldi now."

What does being a Grimaldi have to do with anything? "Why? Why even bother to buy all of this?" I ask.

"I hate looking at the horrendous stuff that you own." She replies nonchalantly.

"Sorry that I am poor, not like you, a billionaire."

She chuckles."Yes, thank you for noticing that. I love that word, billionaire."

I notice we just drove past the apartment building. "Wait, hey! Isn't that your apartment?"

"Yes." She answers with a straight face.

"Why aren't we stopping? I'm tired. It's been a long day, I want to go home."

She takes a turn to the right. "We are going home."

Huh? But we just drove passed THE APARTMENT! When she takes a road towards a gated community with huge houses on each end, I don't have the slightest idea of where we are going.

"From now on, we will not be staying at my single pad anymore."

Single' pad? That apartment was huge! It can even fit a whole family inside it.

"I bought us a home. I really don't want my family to be nosy and keep on asking questions about everything."

When she suddenly drives up to a beautiful, modern design house, she turns off the engine. "This is our new home. It's not fully furnished, but you can do whatever you want with it." She gets out of the car and walks straight towards the entrance.

When I get out I don't even have the opportunity to call out to her before she goes in, leaving me alone. Wait, what does she mean by I can do whatever I want with it? Does she mean I get to design the interior to my own liking?!

***

"Hey! Hold on! What did you mean when you said I can do whatever I want?" I ask out loud when I'm inside the home. Oh God, this is such a beautiful home.

"You're studying to be a designer. Am I right, or am I wrong? Why not use this home to explore your artistic side by designing it? except, you don't have to touch my room or my office.."

I know. I know. what does she mean by her room, am I right or am I wrong? I chuckle. Well, you see. When we were forced to live together, we decided to have our room separated. Well except for some circumstances like if our parents decided to visit us, we had to sleep in the same room, but when we were alone, we didn't bother each other much. Since I'm busy with my study and her with her work, we hardly see each other. We only meet for breakfast or dinner, but then again, we have our very own life to deal with. So, we don't care much.

"Oh, about the honeymoon. I hope you can find some time off for a whole week."

Honeymoon? Hold the fuck up. We're actually going?!"Don't get any ideas that we will be doing what married couples would be doing." I suddenly say.

"Don't make such a funny joke like that. Why would I touch someone like you?"

She's such an old hag! Ugh, why do I have to live my life with this bitch for 2 years! Why?!

"Pack your things. We're leaving tomorrow after my fashion show."

I nod. But hold on, where are we going exactly? Since we will be leaving after her show, it must be somewhere near right? "Where are we going? A resort and Spa? A clubhouse? Where?"

She looks up at me as if she's asking if my question were something she's never heard of. "Was that your ideal honeymoon place? A resort and spa? Clubhouse?"

I shrugged. What's so wrong with that? She's probably never even been to Maestropolitan famous resort and spa. Well, my boyfriend and I planned to have our yearly rendezvous at that resort soon.

"We're going to Santorini."

I never thought my mouth could drop this low before. "Did I hear that wrong? Did you just say Santorini? Like in Greece? Like another country?!"

Avalynn nods. "Once we arrive, we will go our separate ways. You may explore whatever you want to explore." She takes a seat on the stool and eats whatever she just made.

I take a peek at her plate.

"There's more on the stove." She says after swallowing her food.

There's more? It smells so good. She was cooking?! I take a plate and actually get myself the food she just prepared.

I didn't even know she was cooking while we talked. I take a seat on the stool and moan as my tongue tastes the food. "This is good. I didn't know you can cook."

She chuckles. "I had a roommate who was majoring in culinary arts when I was studying abroad. She taught me a thing or two."

I just realized that this is the first time we're actually spending time with each other. It's not ... that bad... spending time with her.

"Oh. The house isn't fully furnished, but every room has their own bed. Choose an empty room you want to make as your bedroom." She informs me.

I didn't realize she finished her meal already.

She takes out her phone and is so engrossed in it while drinking her water. "If you wish to use the library, it's not far from the living room although it's full of my kind of books and my major from when I was in school. Also, the WiFi password is Avalynn Grimaldi. My room is on the top floor. If you need anything, just knock. My office is over there." She points while looking at her phone.

Oh, it's near the kitchen huh.

"The maids and butler will be here after we're back from Santorini. Don't worry about doing the housework, but from the looks of your room in your own house the other day, I doubt you'll be doing any kind of housework."

Did she just insult me?

"If you wish to bring some friends or that boyfriend of yours, please tell me beforehand. I really don't want to tangle myself with your friends. I'll do the same if my friends wanted to come over."

Does she even have a friend?

"If you wish to use the car, just walk past the library through the double doors. That door will lead you to the garage. I give you permission to use any kind of vehicle inside my garage except for the one on the helipad. I'm sure you have no license to pilot a helicopter."

Hold the fuck up! She owns a helicopter?!

"Do you even have any questions you would like to ask? It's like I'm talking to a brick wall." She puts her phone down and turns to face me.

Jesus, how can someone so evil be so beautiful? I am fucking jealous of this old wench beauty. "I do have a question. Why are you posing as a model? I thought you were a hardcore businesswoman?" I ask. I just need to make sure of it.

"You know, a normal human would've asked me that when we were inside the car earlier. Anyway, before I worked for my parents, I was a model. I've model since I was 12. My mother was a model, and my sister is currently in training to be one as well. So, the runway and I can't be separated. I basically grew up on the runway."

Really? Before my parents told me about her, I didn't even know her name. Well, I never cared about any of this before. Hell, I don't even know what's going on in any social media to be honest.

***

After a thorough search, I decided to take the room next to Avalynn's. It's not because I am scared of staying alone ... it's just I have fallen in love with the view that'll greet me every morning and it also has the biggest goddamn bathroom complete with a walk-in closet! Now, I wonder how big Avalynn's room is compared to mine, but she made it clear to me on the very first day when we live together that it's forbidden for me to enter. I wonder why she always makes a huge deal out of it.

Oh, I haven't texted back my boyfriend since I got home. I need to tell him the new address. But still though, having all this new stuff even though that hag bought it is kind of nice. Who would've thought I'd be using such an expensive phone before?

Suddenly, I hear Avalynn's white noise machine. It's been a week, and I concluded that that hag has her own schedule she has to follow.

Like every morning, she wakes up at 5:00A.M.. She goes for a jog. After that, she prepares her own breakfast. After that, she looks through her agenda for the day while eating and then gets herself ready for the day. I'm not sure what happens next because usually, I'm in bed at the time.

If I'm lucky, I maybe catch a glimpse of her in the kitchen, humming some tunes while preparing the meal. Sometimes she'll act kind and prepare my breakfast as well, but that hardly happens because she doesn't have much free time.

After texting Christopher, I go to the windows and look out at the night view of this place. This home totally overlooks the city of Maestropolitan. I wonder who's our neighbor since this neighborhood seems like it's a home for famous people.

Eh, wait. If Avalynn really did model since she was 12, she's probably famous herself, right?

I go to my bed and pick up my phone again.

Avalynn Grimaldi

My eyes widen when I see the results. Oh, shit ... that many! Just about that old hag?!

Avalynn Grimaldi, 24 years old, is the firstborn of the well-known couple of Aaliyah and Theodore Grimaldi, and she took the Maestropolitan fashion and entertainment industry by storm not long ago.

There's even a rumor going on stating that the lady of the house of Grimaldi is connected to the royal family of Maestro. So if that's a fact, Avalynn's father is a duke right? Wow. Well, still, it's just a rumor. I don't trust rumors.

Everything about her ... is the opposite of me. She's rich. I'm average. She's successful. I just took the first step on the stairs towards success. She's popular. I'm not. She's standing on a different ground from me.

But, why did she even agree to this marriage?Why didn't she even try to protest like I did? Ugh! This is so frustrating!!

I am not aware of what I just clicked on, but the images that come with the article are something else. Pictures of Avalynn with several hot models and celebrities-fill my phone screen.

Hold on, is this what they call a .... she's a .... with the last picture on the very end of the search, I now know who she really is.

Avalynn Grimaldi, she has the hots for someone the same gender! Well ... she is married to me.

Most of her past relationships were with a woman. Not to mention a woman who's in the same cycle as herself popular and rich! Some are even heiresses!

I am taken back to reality when my phone starts to ring. I smiled when I see it's Christopher.

"Hello, babe."

Christopher chuckles. "Hey, You really live the life of the rich and famous, huh?"

His question made me wonder. "What do you mean? I'm just following what she said. If we got separated our parents would start questioning our motive." I head.

He sighs."I know. I'm sorry. But, what is this about you going to Greece? How long?" He asked.

"A week. Honeymoon to be exact."

I hear him gasp through the phone. "What?! Honeymoon?! Why? But... NO!"

I chuckle. "Don't worry about it. We agreed to go on our separate ways. Speaking of separate ways, wanna come with? She's going to be all alone, but I have you, right?"

He doesn't say anything."Me? Going to Greece? With you?" I can just imagine how excited he is for us to be alone.

"You naughty boy! So? Will you? Come on, Chris. Join me. We could treat this like our own honeymoon." I urge.

"But your wife. Will she even allow me to go with?"

True ... but this is Avalynn we're talking about."She doesn't have to know. I could sneak you in. I'm sure there's staff following her like always. Just pretend to be a worker or something."

He thinks for second before agreeing to my suggestion.

We'll be using the private jet so it'll be easy for me to 'smuggle' him in.

We end the call with a kiss on the phone.

I can't wait for our time alone in a foreign country but I just have to be extra careful in front of that hag. I don't want her to know about him tagging along.