The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 15 The First Night That Sucks (Part 2)

"Mrs, this is Mr.'s room. I've put your bag here" said Mr. Darma to let his new mistress in.

Like a foreign guest lost in an imaginary world, that was how Cleantha felt. He was amazed to see the King's bedroom more like a five-star hotel room.

The fact that the King separated from Zevira, proves that the man had indeed thrown his first wife.

"You can start storing your stuff in a white closet. But Madam don't open the closet. Lord King advised that Madam not touch her personal belongings," pointed Mr. Darma to a long golden brown closet.

"Yes, sir."

"Mrs, in this closet there are also a number of dresses and nightgowns for you. You can choose which clothes you like" Mr. Darma said, showing the contents of Cleantha's wardrobe.

"I'll excuse you, madam. If you need my help or another waiter, you can press the red button on the wall."

"Okay, sir, thank you."

Mr. Darma passed from the room, leaving Cleantha alone.

"I'd better record everything Mrs Zevira said before I forget,"

muttered Cleantha took her phone.

He typed some small notes on his phone as a reminder.

A moment later, Cleantha arranged her clothes neatly in the closet.

Her wardrobe had been partially filled with dresses that were almost similar to Zevira's. But Cleantha didn't care much about it. He prefers to take care of his own clothes.

Cleantha circulated a glance around the luxurious room she was going to occupy.

Stuff neatly arranged. The floor, walls, and furniture looked clean, there was no dust or dirt attached.

The fresh aroma of the room fragrance filled the entire room.

If an unknown person entered, perhaps he would think the King's room was a woman's room.

"Master King is indeed a neat man and likes cleanliness. I think he must be upset if he has to room with people who are the opposite of him. I can use this to piss him off."

Cleantha reopened her closet. He pulled some of his clothes out, then just smirked them on the sofa.

To add to the disheveled impression, Cleantha turned the folds of her originally neat clothes into a mess.

In an instant, he managed to create a bit of chaos in the room. Cleantha was astonished to see the results of her own actions.

To be honest he had almost the same nature as the King. He even cleaned his house all day to make it look neat. However, now he has to change into a different person in order to carry out his new role.

The sound of the footsteps of the man was heard approaching towards the room.

"The King has arrived. I have to pretend to be lounging on this couch."

"Grandle." The door to the room was opened from the outside.

Cleantha rushed to grab her phone and threw herself on the sofa. He deliberately took the position of sitting carelessly, among his clothes that were scattered uncharacteristically.

The king walked into his room and closed the door. The existence of the King in the room caused Cleantha to be misbehaved. However, he had never been alone with a man in a closed room.

The king walked straight without looking at Cleantha. Cleantha thought of her as an invisible creature.

He took off his suit, leaving only the white shirt he was still wearing.

Cleantha pretended not to care. He lowered his head on the phone screen.

The king unbuttoned his shirt at the top. Then the man walked towards the wardrobe, which was close to the sofa that Cleantha had occupied.

"May he don't change his clothes here,"

muttered Cleantha restlessly.

The king opened his closet door, but suddenly he stopped.

"What are you doing in my room? Why are your clothes falling apart like this on the couch?" the King approached Cleantha.

Cleantha gave no answer. He is still busy surfing in cyberspace with his mobile phone.

"Hey, why don't you answer me? Is this your daily hobby? Lounging while playing cell phone?" asked the King holding Cleantha's arm.

"It's time I fight it."

Cleantha turned her head up to look at her husband.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm still young. It's only natural that I like to play social media. After all, you yourself said that we do not interfere with each other's affairs. So please just let me put it this way" Cleantha said, trying to act as she pleased.

"I'm lazy to interfere in your business. But now you're in my room. Be polite and tidy up your scattered clothes. I'm dizzy to see it, "pointing the King towards the sofa.

"Sir, I'm used to doing this in my room and no one forbids it. Why did Master suddenly arrange me? Master is not my father. If you don't like it, you can move me to another room" Cleantha replied indifferently.

The king suddenly forced Cleantha to stand up and gripped her arm.

The buttons of the King's shirt were partially opened, allowing Cleantha to see the field and muscular chest of the handsome man.

"Do you want to test my patience or play around with me? I said get your clothes done now. If you refuse, I'll call the waiter to throw away your ugly shirt."

"Master doesn't have to be angry. I'm going to put it in the closet now. But let go of my hand."

The king removed Cleantha's arm and narrowed her eyes.

"Remember, don't fuck around. You will stay in this room with me, but watch your behavior! That couch will be your bed every night."

"Yes, sir," Cleantha replied lazily.

The king turned to open his own wardrobe. He picked up an old grey t-shirt from the closet.

Cleantha picked up her clothes from the sofa. He threw the clothes carelessly into the closet, until the closet looked like a broken ship.

"Didn't your parents teach you how to make the right clothes? You're a highly educated girl but you behave like a barbarian woman" the king said.

"Don't ruin the dress I gave you. If you break it, you have to replace it twice. Now replace your ugly clothes with the dress in the closet. Then we'll have dinner together."

Cleantha waved the dresses that were neatly hung with the hanger. She was confused which dress to choose.

Cleantha grew awkward when she realized the King took off his shirt and then changed clothes casually.

This was the first time that Cleantha had seen the burly body of a man directly.

"Yes, Sir. A moment."

Not wanting the King to continue glaring, Cleantha origin pulled one of the light blue colored dresses.

"Wait, in front of my family don't call me, sir. Call me 'Darling', okay?"

"Sa.yeah should call you 'Honey'?" again Cleantha did not believe in her hearing.

"Yes, just in front of them. When we both call me sir. I've paid you quite a fortune to do this spousal charade. Just follow everything I do later. Don't make them suspicious."

"Yes, Sir."

"Go to the dinner table as soon as you're done changing."

After saying his word, the King left his room without turning his head.

"His nature is the same as his name, King. He loves to rule and compel people to obey his will,"

cleantha grumbled.

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It only took Cleantha a short time to put on her chosen chiffon dress.

Sometimes he pulls the dress down and raises the wide part of his shoulder.

Cleantha closed the door of the King's room, then looked left and right.

"Where is the dining room in this big house? How about I get lost,"

cleantha thought to herself.

Fortunately, in the midst of his confusion, he passed by Mr. Darma. The man had already become the savior god to Cleantha.

"Mrs, do you want to go to the dining room?"

"Yes, Sir. But I don't know where the dining room is."

"Let me take the Madam" said Mr. Darma walking in front of Cleantha.

Cleantha followed Darma to a large room with a rectangular dining table and carved chairs.

At the dinner table, the King had been waiting with his family.

As soon as he saw Cleantha, the King stood up from his seat.

"Darling, sit next to me. I've been waiting for you since," said the King pulling a chair for Cleantha.

His attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees to his second wife.

"Daddy, why is Aunty sitting next to Daddy?" ask Ivyna astonishment.

"That's because Aunty Clea is already your mommy. Now you have two mommies who will love you, Ivy," replied the King stroking the hair of his daughter.

"I have two mommies? So this Aunty isn't my nanny?"

"No, Honey. If Daddy's busy at the office and Mommy Vira has to go to the hospital, you still have Mommy Clea with you."

"Yes, Daddy. I'm glad I got two mommies."

The look on Zevira's face turned irritated at the words of her husband and son.

"Suster, quickly finish Ivyna's dinner, then take her to the room to sleep" Zevira orders her nanny.

"Okay, Madam."

After Ivyna left the dining room, King and Cleantha continued acting.

The king pretended to be friendly, instead Cleantha tried to play the role of a girl who did not know manners.

"Darling, would you like to ask for a special meal to celebrate our wedding? If so, I'll have the servant prepare it" the King asked Cleantha.

"No, Sa. yang," Cleantha answered.

Somehow mentioning the word 'Darling' felt so heavy on Cleantha's tongue.

"These foods are all delicious. I'll spend it."

Cleantha suddenly pushed her chair up to make a loud scraping noise on the floor.

He took one dish at a time on the table, then poured some of it on his plate.

A moment later, he started eating the food crazily. Cleantha deliberately made her spoon and fork collide with each other to make a noise.

The king widened his eyes at Cleantha's strange behavior.

Actually he wanted to drive Cleantha out of the dining room and scold her all out. But the King restrained himself because there was Zevira among them.

"Honey, slow down a little bit. Later you choke," said the King trying to maintain his sweet attitude.

"But this food is so good, honey," Cleantha said.

Cleantha again spooned the food into her mouth, until she finally burped from the satiety.

Across the table, Zevira held back laughter witnessing Cleantha's behavior. He was sure the King's anger would soon explode against his new wife.

But unexpectedly, the King instead brought a glass of cold water to Cleantha.

"Honey, drink this," said the gentle King.

"Thank you," Cleantha replied, draining the water in one gulp.

"Darling, I'm done eating. I'm going to the room for a break. If you're done enjoying dinner, follow me to my room. I'm waiting for you for the night of our bride" said the King, landing a kiss on Cleantha's cheek.

The King's actions left Cleantha and Zevira both shocked.

"Why did he even kiss me in front of Brother Vira?"

cleantha asked as she held back her stomach that felt like it was about to explode.