Taming My Arrogant Husband

After taking my things to the penthouse, we went straight to the mall and entered in a furniture shop which made me confused. "Are you thinking of changing your furniture?" I couldn't help wondering when we headed to the living room set of furniture.

Our hands were entwined and fingers were locked together as he pointed to the cream L-shaped sofa.

He didn't answer my question, instead, he asked me again as if he hadn't heard me ask at all.

"What do you think of that L-shaped sofa, sweetheart?"

"Uhm... that's nice." I replied nodding and looked back at the seater that he is pointing at.

"If I would build a house for you or buy you instead, how would you like the interior to be?"

Although I felt strange with his question, I still answered it with the color I want for my dream house.

"Purple." I answered then I shrugged.

"That's what I thought." He muttered lowly before giving me a light chuckle.

"Why? You know that's my favorite."

"I know, sweetheart." He chuckled again. He even kissed my knuckles, the one he held in his hand. "Come on, help me choose the best furniture."

"Wait! Are you going to change those in your penthouse?"

"Our penthouse, Sophia. It's our penthouse, not just mine."

"Fine, our penthouse, but are you going to buy them for the penthouse?"

"Excuse me, Sir, can you show us your showroom for the dining tables?" But I frowned when he asked the sales representative who was assisting us instead of answering my question first.

What the hell? Why does he always ignore my question? I sighed inwardly as they discussed the showroom and a few minutes later, I found my feet walking behind the sales representative while my hand was still entangled with my husband.

He let me choose or rather say he let me decide what types of furniture and other stuff I would like for the whole house, even for the small details such as paintings, wall decorations and color of the curtains.

After spending almost three hours in the furniture shop, he pulled me towards the women's boutique despite my protest and had completely forgotten my question earlier.

"Wait! What are we doing here?" I whispered tugging the side of his jacket.

"What else? We'll buy you lots of clothes, sweetheart."

"But I still have those dresses you bought me, remember? I haven't even touched them."

"It's okay, we will still buy you dress, shoes and accessories today---"

"What will I do with a lot of dress, I rarely go to parties."

"Nah! Not this time." He shook his head and I arched an eyebrow, showing him my confusion and a silent question. Then he smiled and gave me a loud kiss on the forehead. "Because from now on, you are going to different parties with me... lots of parties, sweetheart. And speaking of which, KI corporation organizes a thanksgiving party this Wednesday and I want you to be there for me."

"Alright, I'm going with you but you don't have to buy me anything."

"No, that's not gonna happen. I will buy you everything you need and anything you want not because you ask me but because I can."

"But I told you----"

"And I also told you that I am a billionaire, so if you're thinking it's going to be a waste of money to buy you these things, then take it out from your little head as I will keep buying and give you these things no matter how you protest."

I just rolled my eyes when he let go my hand and moved toward the display rack where long gowns and branded shoes were displayed in.

"Yeah, not a waste of money but a waste of ego... tsk.tsk.tsk... nothing's changed, still the arrogant Daniel Kelley I met money matters." I muttered under my breath as I watched him scan the different gowns one by one.

I heard a soft giggle behind me and then I realized it was coming from one of the shop assistants who watched us arguing about his money and buying me a dress. Maybe she had heard my statement. I smiled at her and put an index finger over my lips gesturing for her to be silent as it's only a secret. She returned the smile and nodded, but I gasped when I saw Daniel looking at us. I'm not sure if he understands our silent conversation as he raises an eyebrow. And there's a glint of mischievousness playing on his lips.

"Try this on, sweetheart."

I walked over to him and took the burgundy off-shoulder dress he handed me. Everyone is watching us so I choose to shut my mouth and headed quietly to the dressing room.

"For goodness sake! What are you doing?" I asked him in wide-eyed when he also entered the cubicle.

"I want to see you in that dress." He shrugged, but I don't believe him. There's something called 'naughtiness' sparks in both his eyes.

"But you know I'll show it to you later, besides, this is a female dressing room and you're not allowed to enter here!"

"Who cares! I am Daniel Kelley, who would dare ask me to go out and stay outside?" I know he has another purpose in doing this.

"Argh! Such an arrogant!"

"Oops! It's the second time you mention that word, sweetheart." I took a step back when he tried to grab me by my waist. "Do you think I haven't heard you say that earlier? I saw you talking to one of the salesladies."

I blinked rapidly, giving him an awkward smile. And because the dressing room is fit for one person only, it became smaller when his giant figure entered.

"I was just kidding." I gave him a peace sign through my fingers. "Oops.." My back has already hit the wall behind me.

"I can't wait to hear you screaming my name again, sweetheart, and also hear from your sweet and soft mouth how arrogant I am in bed tonight."

My eyes widened in surprise as I also felt the blush creeping all over my face and neck. He encircled his hand around my waist and I panted when he suddenly cupped my butt. His breath is fanning over my face.

"Oh, my God, Daniel Kelley! Can't you be a little ashamed? We are in the public dressing room forgodsake! People are watching outside!"

I tried to remove his hand (I tried) but he didn't let me, instead, he pulled me closer to him with his other hand resting on my nape, under my hair.

"Oh, don't mind them. They can wait even forever and I don't care." He whispered smiling and intentionally breathed near my ear.

"Well, I'm sorry but I do, so you better go out before they can make such nasty ideas in their heads."

"Let them think what they want." He shrugged.

"Daniel Kelley! I swear I won't try any dress if you don't go out!" I glared at him.

"Alright, I'm going out but on one condition." and his signature smirk curled into his lips. "You will do the job tonight."

"What do you mean I'll do the job tonight----what he hell!" I couldn't help but screamed as I realized what he meant."

He just laughed at my hilarious reaction. I don't know what's going on in his mind, I mean, I don't mind doing anything he wants me to do tonight, but since we are not in our private place, it's embarrassing how someone could hear us talking about stuff like that outside.

"Oh, you're hesitating... then I won't leave. I will watch you undress and change in front of me---"

"Fine! I'll do whatever you say just get out, okay?"

He didn't respond, but the atmosphere inside the little cubicle suddenly heated up. His intense gaze made me shivers that immediately ran through my spine.

"I can't wait for tonight, sweetheart."

He stroked my face and kissed me intensely before he left me astounded inside, with a racing heartbeat as I had just come from a marathon.

"Whew! The things he does to me!" I breathed loudly as I touched my chest to calm my heart from hammering.