Chapter 52 - Beautiful Truth

"Sir, you must go to work," came Cleo's strict and commanding tone.

"Tomorrow."

Prisana could only stare wide eyed at the two men arguing with each other. Yet, they were pressed so closely to one another that she wondered who was the real wife.

Cleo or Prisana?

In this Case Cleo would win as he was good at cooking and cleaning. She looked to her hands as she realized she had no idea how to fix up a tie. Cleo stood before Dane as he wrapped a tie around his neck and pulled it into a knot. The pair looked like lovers as she stood off to the sidelines.

After Dane abruptly called a doctor to the den and had her examined and put on birth control, Cleo popped in like a ticking time clock to fulfill his cleaning duties. Prisana didn't know getting Dane dressed was another one of his duties on top of secretarial and cleaning duties.

Cleo patted the suit jacket until he was satisfied and Dane nonchalantly just let him do as he pleased.

Suddenly, Prisana felt as if she were the one intruding.

"There's only so much things you can do working from home but there are pressing meetings face to face which require your immediate attention."

"You deal with it in my stead. I need to take my wife shopping."

His secretary and butler only blinked at him.

"I'll take her shopping," came his logical and secretarial reply.

"You will not take her shopping," he warned, then frustratingly ran his hands through his hair. "So be it then. After I take my wife shopping, I'll return to the office."

Her beastly husband turned to wink at her.

"Do you hear that dear? Don't miss me too much."

Deep down inside, she rejoiced knowing that her heart and especially body, would be able to rest.

"Oh, I'm already depressed just thinking about it," she said sarcastically.

"That won't do."

Dane briskly walked over to her in few easy strides. He leaned in and she stepped back as she regarded Cleo who was still in the room with them. No matter, Dane pecked her on the lips. For a moment she forgot about their audience.

That was it?

When he retreated from her, she felt disappointment cloud over her features. Prisana tugged on his tie and caught him by utter surprise as he kissed him in return. But her kiss was the passionate kind as she shyly snuck in her tongue and grazed at his lower lip. He responded by sighing into her lips and wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her closer.

A cough prompted Prisana to break the spell.

"I hate to remind you both that I'm still here but I am...Also Elias let me remind you, the charity event this weekend will be very important for publicity to the elections. We'll need to set up proper donations before then."

"Donate XXX amount of dollars. All proceeds should be held until investigation on the charity organization is conducted. Do make sure to arrange a new suit for the event as well."

The charity event would be where she would have to face her demons. So far, there has been no news of the Senator's daughter running away from her so called husband. She was uncertain about how her father or Giovanni would retaliate. The only thing she knew was that she would face them as the wife of Elias Blackwell.

Her heart stammered viciously simply thinking about it, knowing that peace would only last so long. It began to feel like she was suffocating as she tried to take deep breaths. A nice and soothing touch prompted her to look up to her husband. Warmth pooled from his hand as he settled it over hers reassuringly.

"Fear not, your beast in shining armor is none other than the Elias Blackwell, CEO of silver linings. There's nothing I can't do."

Prisana chuckled and the uncertainty washed away, "Oh I don't doubt that dearest...I've seen what you were capable of last night. I'm only gathering my willpower to face men I've once loved."

"The moment you falter, I'll be there."

She searched his eyes.

"You won't always be there."

"Then call out my name."

"What if you don't answer?"

"I will. I vow the most beautiful truth that when you call my name, I'll be there."