Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband

In the festive red-coloured room...

Kingsley pushed Gianna down onto the soft red bed. He climbed on top of her.

They stared into each other's eyes.

The lust in Kingsley's eyes was undisguised. He was letting it out, bits by bits.

Gianna subconsciously grabbed the bed sheet.

She wanted to resist, but she was affected by his emotions and couldn't fight back. She was hesitating.

Her breathing turned heavy.

At one point, she even forgot how to breathe.

Her attention all focused on Kingsley's face. Under the light, his pupils were dark and deep.

It was the colour of the night.

It was getting late.

The temperature in the room was rising.

The distance between them was closing.

So close, that if any one of them pursed their lips they would kiss.

At that moment, Gianna turned her head to the side.

His handsome lips landed on her cheek.

The emotions in his eyes were flickering.

He kissed her soft cheeks.

It tasted like make-up but it didn't affect his excitement after feeling the touch of her soft skin.

"Kingsley, it's just a sham marriage," said Gianna.

She said as she tried to stay calm.

"And..." Kingsley's eyes were wavering.

"We don't belong to each other," reminded Gianna.

"Then who do you belong to?" asked Kingsley.

He withdrew from her cheek.

And he stared at her.

"I belong to myself," answered Gianna clearly.

Kingsley's pupil contracted.

"Mr. Walker, please let go of me." When Gianna got mad, she would refer to him as such.

"What if I say I don't want to?" Kingsley raised his brow.

He felt dangerous at this moment.

What if he said no...

Then there was nothing she could do!

She couldn't fight him, couldn't run. What could she do?

"I did so much today because I wanted to get into your pants. Do you think I will let you go?" Gianna could feel his warm breath on her face.

Her face turned red immediately.

She tried to suppress her anger which was increasing every moment.

She should've known that he was a playboy. It was only normal for him to swindle a woman like this.

She should've known that this was only a sham marriage.... There was no love between them.

And for physical interactions... she had no say in it.

But.

She wasn't going to lose anything.

Kingsley held such a big wedding for her. Kingsley helped her trample over Caesar and his family. He did so much for her. For how much he did, it wasn't a big deal to give him her body. She was going to quietly accept her fate.

But then... something happened.

Suddenly, Kingsley got up.

The danger Gianna was feeling the whole time disappeared in an instant.

Gianna looked at him in puzzle.

He turned around.

And when he left, he said, "Ms. Walker.... You will belong to me."

His tone of voice was sure and haughty.

He then closed the door.

Kingsley left.

Gianna let out a sigh of relief when he left.

She looked up and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Belong to him?

She was reborn.

Love meant nothing to her anymore.

She just wanted revenge and to be independent!

Gianna lay down on the huge red bed for a very long time.

Until her heartbeat returned normal and until her mind was clear. Only then she stood up and was ready to take a shower. She wanted to sleep after that, to regain some energy.

First, she went and locked the door. Only after that, she tried to take off the wedding dress.

But...

She stared at the extravagant wedding dress she was wearing. She didn't know where to start.

How in the world did she even put this on?!

It was too ludicrous that she didn't notice the small things.

Right now, she was completely balled up.

There was no zipper, no buttons. There was nothing for her to open up the dress. She couldn't use plain force to rip it open as it was a very expensive dress. It could be invaluable just by keeping it as a vintage dress. Forcing it off meant that she was destroying a piece of heritage.

After struggling for a long time, she gave up.

She took a deep breath and decided to go to Kingsley.

She rejected him just now, but now she needed his help!

Gianna walked out of the room.

There were so many other rooms.

Using her intuition, she knocked on the room opposite of hers for two times.

And then the door to the room opened.

Kingsley was naked... No, he still had his underwear on.

But...

Gianna turned around quickly.

Her heart was beating faster again.

She couldn't help but complained, "Can't you put something on?"

"I just finished showering."

"Can't you put something on after showering?" Gianna was pissed.

They were not on the same wavelength!

"Why, do you hate my red underwear?"

No! She hated that he was naked! He was naked!

Kingsley had the talent to constantly get on her nerves.

She controlled herself and said, "Go put on something."

Kingsley seemed to smile slightly.

He turned around and walked away.

Not long after, he reappeared at the door, "Done."

Gianna turned around.

She was scared when she turned around.

She was prepared to see him fully naked.

Because of her, he was a daredevil that would do anything.

But luckily...

He didn't do anything stupid.

Kingsley put on a royal blue silk robe. He tied it up casually and she could see his chest. But it was so much better than before.

She didn't want to argue with him anymore.

She didn't want to give him a chance to attack her.

She said honestly, "I cannot take this off. Can you please help me call the make-up artist who put this on for me? I need her help."

"I don't have her number."

"Who has it then?"

"I don't know."

"Do you really not know? Who prepared everything for the wedding?"

"Me."

"Then how could you not know her number?"

"Why should I keep it?"

"Don't you need it to communicate with her?"

"I can just talk to her in person."

Gianna felt speechless as she stared at Kingsley blankly.

"You know that I only like to talk to women in person..."

"Fine." Gianna interrupted him.

She would just wear this to sleep tonight!

She would go crazy if she quibbled more with Kingsley.

She was about to leave.

"I know how to remove it," said Kingsley out of the blue.

Gianna was flabbergasted; she didn't seem to trust him.

"It's fine if you don't want to take it off, Ms. Morris."

But who would want to sleep in this? It would be stuffy and uncomfortable.

She said, "Thank you in advance."

"Come on in," said Kingsley as he opened the door as if he was inviting her in.

"Can't we do this here?" Why should she enter his room?!

"What if Marvinsuddenly come up here? Well, it's not like I mind though..."

Gianna gritted her teeth and went into his room.

By the look of it, it was a guest room.

So, Kingsley didn't even ask her and gave her his main bedroom.]