BENJAMIN'S POV:-

I was sitting in my classroom, thinking about the things my friends had told me. After a while, I decided to go with the idea. No one was getting hurt with that. I called Joe and asked him to set a meeting for me with the man Charlotte was involved with. My classes ended earlier. So I decided to go to the office so my father could be released earlier. A light knock on the door of my office pulled me out of the piles of papers that were sitting in front of me.

I looked up and Joe stepped into the office along with a guy. He looked macho. Big muscles at that age, messy hair, and light beard to show off to the women. I couldn't understand what Charlotte might have seen in him.

I gestured to him to come and sit. He looked at me with a confused look on his face. And I could see the terror in his eyes as well. He quietly came toward my desk and took a seat. My phone buzzed. I grabbed my phone. Joe had sent me all the information about that man. And the reason why he was with Charlotte.

He looked a little different when he was with Charlotte. He dressed like a decent man. He didn't have that toothpick in his mouth. And his hair was also neatly trimmed and styled. I couldn't help the smirk that appeared on my face for no reason. Looked like Charlotte had a specific taste.

She liked sophistication. And she made sure nothing around her was anything less than elegant. "What's your name?" I asked him in a low tone.

"Arnold Shaw, Sir!" He replied in a respectful tone.

"Do you know why you are here today?" I was looking at his face, trying to read his facial expressions to know whether he was lying or not.

"I have no idea why I am here." He spoke and the way he awkwardly smiled, I knew he was lying through his teeth.

"You know, I hate liars. And if you want to have a future in this city, I would prefer you not to lie to me. Or I will make sure you will end up being a stripper in a low class bar." I threatened him calmly. But it was enough to shake his soul.

"Please, forgive me. I was out of the line. I know why I am here." He begged almost instantly. I couldn't help but scoff at him.

"She must have spent years shaping him up. Yet, the second day without her and he is a total jerk. What a loser!" I thought while staring at the man in front of me.

"Good! I want to know everything that you know about Charlotte. I don't care how big or small. I want to know all about her personal life." I asked him in a low tone and he was staring at me with a confused look on his face.

He was such a loser, he couldn't even understand that I was asking about his relationship with Charlotte and the personal details of their relationship. "I want to know all about your relationship, you idiot. What was she like? How did she like it? Now do you understand or should I add the word sex in my questions as well?" I asked him in an annoyed tone.

"Oh! You mean if we ever… you got it all wrong, Mr LeBlanc. Touching her, I couldn't even think about it in my dreams. Touching her one thing, she didn't even let me kiss her. She was a freak. All after the wedding. You should wait. I don't want to be a sinner." He started telling me of her thoughts over the sexual relationship and I couldn't help but be surprised by her thoughts.

"What do you mean? Why would she say all those things?" I asked and he almost laughed out loud.

"She is a religious freak. That's why. People visit church once a week or if they have confession. She goes to church every day for no reason. She says she can't let any man touch her until she is married." He replied and my smirk grew bigger. My friends and I thought it was impossible for a woman like her to exist in the twenty-first century. Yet here she was.

She was like a mighty royal Princess. Men could look at her but the only man who could touch her, would be her husband. "I am the only one who can touch her." The thought made my chest grow wider with pride.

"Alright then, now tell me why you were with her. You don't look like a patient guy. In fact, you are one of the men who would taste a woman and move forward the next day." I asked him and he suddenly went pale. He definitely didn't want me to know his secret.

Joe pushed his chair a little and he jumped. "Isn't it obvious? She is stunning, elegant and loaded. I thought I could have the business after marriage since her father left it for her. But she gave it to her brother." He replied and I could only shake my head in disappointment. Men like him sickened me.

"But you still stayed with her! Why?" I asked, I knew there was more to that story.

"You are right. I would have broken it off the same day I learned that she gave her business to her brother. But then I heard her plans for the future. She is a born genius. She wants to become a lawyer. Do you know geniuses like her, they play with gold and pearls in that field." He replied to my question and I raised an eyebrow at him.

I grabbed my cheque book and signed a cheque for him. "I am paying you extra to humiliate Emily the same way she is humiliating my wife in front of everyone. I just want you to tell the truth out loud." I informed him as I added an extra zero to the total sum.

He looked at the cheque and I saw him drooling like a dog. "What if I refused to tell everyone that Charlotte didn't let me touch or kiss her?" He boldly asked me. The moment I turned my glare in his direction, he zipped his mouth.

"Then Joe will take you to somewhere quiet. Tie you up and let strippers use your body until they want. While Joe will be filming everything. And once done, Joe will upload the video on the internet. So you can earn more money." I threatened him with what he feared the most. Joe did his homework well as always.

The fear in Arnold's eyes was enough for me to know that he was never gonna try and go against me ever again. I looked at Joe and Joe nodded his head. He pulled Arnold on his feet again and dragged him out of my office. I stood up and walked towards the glass wall behind me.

I could see the evening sun turning soft. And I somehow felt a little similar from inside. I never thought that there would be a woman in my life that could challenge me in such a way. I was flabbergasted the moment she started crying when I asked her about her relationship with her boyfriend. I didn't understand her back then but I knew what I actually did that offended her.

Her virginity, her purity, those were the most expensive jewels that she wore with pride. And I actually attacked her precious jewels. I was not sure why I was smiling. I married that woman to turn her life into hell as revenge for that slap that humiliated me in front of my school and every single friend of mine. And here I was, turning into heaven already.

My phone started ringing and I growled in annoyance. I grabbed my phone and my mother's name was flashing on the screen. I picked up the call. "What is it?" I asked my mother, sitting back on my chair.

"What is it? Your wife! She left you already. And what have you been doing? Nothing at all." My mother yelled at me from the other side of the line and I growled in anger.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked my mother and she began crying.

"Right after you left for the university, she left after you with a bag. I tried to stop her but she didn't listen to me. She called me names like bitch and lazy dead beat. And then she left." She replied while crying crazily. I gritted my teeth angrily and threw the phone on the ground.

"Joe! Get the car ready. We are going to the Morin mansion. That fucking gambler needs to know what's it like to take something that belongs to me." I growled loudly, knowing well that Joe was standing in front of my office. I gathered my things and exited my office, fuming in anger.

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-

After the first day at the University, I finally realized that I had forgotten to ask my husband to give me money for the Uber. And I also forgot to tell my husband about my university. But I knew my brother must have remembered what was happening. I waited for thirty minutes, hoping my brother would send his car because he never let me take a bus and I hardly took Uber.

The campus was empty and I sighed in defeat. There was no one coming to pick me up. I stood up from the bench I was on. Thanks to Maggie, I knew which bus would drop me off near Benjamin's mansion. Maggie told me about the numbers of buses and their routes. Back then, I never thought it would come in handy one day.

I looked at my phone again and cursed at myself. I was the one who forgot to plug in the charger in the socket. And now my phone is dead. I couldn't contact anyone as well. Otherwise, I would have called my brother and asked him to come and pick me up. I started walking toward the bus station.

Suddenly, I started to have this uneasy feeling inside of me. As if someone was watching me from behind. In a situation like this, turning to look could be a bad idea since you could lose your pace or your balance. I remained calm and pulled my compact out. Through the mirror, I looked behind me but carefully.

I saw a creepy looking man following me. He looked almost the same age as Benjamin. Rolling my eyes in annoyance, I continued walking towards the bus station. I placed the compact in the bag and my hand went straight for the perfumed mist I had in my bag. A girl's bag is full of deadly weapons. If a girl is carrying makeup in her bag, she has everything she needs to protect herself. Though, she needs to train her mind not to freeze in moments like this.

I was grateful to Rene who didn't let my brother pull me out of the karate classes. My mother wanted me to be strong and independent. That's why she got me admitted to a karate school when I was only 4. The creep got closer to me and grabbed my free hand. I snatched my hand from his grasp and with my other hand, I pulled my mist bottle out and sprayed it on his eyes.

"Ugh! My eyes! You stupid bitch!" He growled at me and tried to grab my hand. But I punched him in the face. I tried to punch him again but this time, he held onto my wrist.

"Playing hard to get, huh? I like that. I heard you like big dicks. How about I give you a look of mine." He growled at me angrily. I pulled my wrist from his grasp. But he pushed me on the ground. With that, he stood in front of me, trying to unzip his pants. Before he could bring his fly down, he was slapped hard on his face.

"You dare touch my woman!" A known growl rang in my ears and turned around. A relieved smile appeared on my face as I saw Benjamin standing behind me. He extended one of his hands toward me. I quickly took his hand and he pulled me up on my feet.

"Mr LeBlanc! I had no idea she was involved with you. Or I would never have approached her in the first place. I didn't know she was your bitch." The creep started begging Benjamin but that was the least of my concerns. My ears stood when he called me names.

"What did you just say?" I asked him, glaring at him.

"Why didn't you tell me you are Mr Leblanc's bitch?" Instead of answering my question, he called me those words again. Anger rushed through my veins and I saw red. I took a step closer to him and kicked him hard where the sun didn't shine.

Clutching onto his crotch, he was groaning in pain. "Now you will forever remember to respect women other than your mother. You filthy animal. Did you really think I would like to be seen anywhere near you? You are nothing but a disgrace to your mother." I growled at him angrily then I spat on his face.

"Let's just go, honey. Filthy things like him can spread their germs everywhere." With that, I grabbed Benjamin's hand and pulled him away from that creep. I could see his car parked at the corner of the alley. We walked toward his car. He unlocked the car for me and I hopped in quickly.

That's when I realized how terrified I was after the whole scene. My hands were shaking and my heart was pounding against my chest. Easier said than down, I realized how wrong I was. No matter how much you prepare your mind for incidents like that, your body just freezes when the time comes.

Benjamin touched my shoulder and I almost jumped. "Are you alright?" He asked me in a concerned tone. But my ego became a wall between me and him back then.

"Yeah! What the freak would happen to me. I am fine." I replied to him proudly. I was taking deep breaths to calm myself down.

"Why didn't you tell me about your university?" He asked me and I had to pinch my thigh so I wouldn't end up slapping him hard on his face.

"Are you kidding me? Last night, you called me a slut and this morning, you left before I woke up. When was I supposed to tell you, in your dreams or something? I don't have magical powers." I yelled at him angrily. I wrapped my arms above my chest and turned my face toward the window. I was just so angry at everyone, I didn't want to talk to anyone at that moment.

Thankfully, he didn't ask me anything after that. He just started the car and started driving. He pulled in front of the mansion. I tried to open the door but the door was locked. I turned to glare at him. He was shamelessly smirking at me. "Open the car." I growled at him angrily.

"Nope! Talk to me first." The smirk on his face was bothering me so much. I wanted to claw his smirk so he would never be able to smirk at me again.

"I said, open the door. I don't want to talk to someone as selfish, idiotic and disgusting as you." I growled at him angrily. The smirk was wiped off of his face and an angry growl echoed in the silence of the car.

"You call me that again and I will kiss you until you pass out." He growled at me angrily. He tried to grab my hand but I fooled him. I unlocked the car and hopped out.

"You disgust me. I will not be talking to you ever." Howling at him, I walked into the mansion. I came face to face with my mother in law. The shocked look on her face made me frown in confusion.

"And what are you looking at? Haven't you seen me before?" I growled at her and walked away. Her eyes remained on me as I climbed up the staircase and vanished into my bedroom.

"My bedroom, or his?" I thought in confusion, placing everything back into its place. "Eh! He married me. Now everything that he owns belongs to me as well." I spoke out loud for my inner self to hear those words loud and clear. I grabbed a pair of casual clothes and walked into the bathroom. I just wanted to soak myself in nice warm water.

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"I just can't understand this man at all. He wanted me to tell him about my university. But my question is, when could I possibly tell him about that. He didn't even stay to apologize to me." I was sitting at the church, talking to father John. I just wanted to tell him everything that was starting to become a heavyweight on my chest.

Did you try telling him that?" He asked and I shrugged my shoulders.

"I told him that I couldn't tell him if he was not around to listen." I replied to father John in a low tone.

"Not that, sweet child! I am asking about the apology you expect from him. Did you tell him that his words have deeply hurt you and you expect him to apologize for his harsh words?" Father John elaborated his question and I frowned.

"I mean I told him that he disgusted me. And that he had hurt me. He should understand that he owes me an apology." I replied to father John naively. Father John chuckled and began shaking his head.

"It looks to me that you have also been a very bad wife to him." Father John told me and I pouted angrily.

"That's because he is not a good husband at all. He called me bad names. He asked me how many times I had slept with Arnold. Couldn't he see it from my face, that I was a pure woman." I tried to defend myself but deep inside, I knew I was doing the wrong thing.

"No, Sweet Child! You need to be good so the others will be good with you as well. A woman is made of endurance and love. Men are not that strong. If you want to be treated like a queen, you should start treating your man like a king." Father John tried to explain it to me and I narrowed my head.

"You said it yourself, he didn't try anything. That means he respects your boundaries. It's a good sign." Father John added and I frowned.

"What am I supposed to do? He opens his mouth and I get angry." I was clenching my fists hard as I told Father John how I felt.

"Did you marry him on your own free will or were you forced?" Father John asked me and I sighed.

"I made that decision on my own." I replied honestly. My brother only asked me if I could do it. I was never forced.

"Then you should respect your decision. You should try being nice to your husband if you want him to be nice to you as well." Father John told me and I sighed.

I nodded my head, I knew father John was just trying to help me. That's why I came to him. "How about you go back home and cook something for him. Not breakfast, but lunch. Make him lunch so when he eats it at work, he will remember you." Father John added in a low tone and I nodded my head.

Back at home, we were all sitting on the dining table. Mrs LeBlanc was shooting daggers at me but I didn't care at all. "I am leaving. I have to take care of something before I get to University. That's why Joe will be dropping you today. You can come back with me." Benjamin informed me as he stood up and walked away. I turned my gaze toward my plate and that's when I remembered his lunch.

I went to the kitchen then ran after Benjamin. "Benjamin, wait!" I called him from behind and he turned around to look at me. I held the box in front of his eyes and he raised a brow at me.

"What's that?" He asked me as he took one of the boxes from my hands.

"I was making lunch for myself. I made a little more so you can also have home cooked lunch." I replied to him, trying to sound flat if not sweet. Father John forbade me from talking bitterly with him.

"Did you poison it or something? Why are you being nice to me all of the sudden?" He asked me bitterly and shattered my heart again.

THIRD PERSON'S POV:-

Charlotte's eyes widened as she heard what Benjamin just told her. Benjamin's question hurt her yet again. An angry pout appeared on her face. Benjamin found it very cute. He was about to grab her cheek when suddenly, she slapped his hand away from her face and snatched the tiffin box from his hand. "Father John was wrong about you. You are an arrogant bastard with a stone in your chest. I am leaving." Charlotte turned around and walked away.

Charlotte was angry and Benjamin had hurt her in such a way. Benjamin looked at her back as she walked away. She walked like a decent woman. But with every single step that she took, her long curly red hair slapped her bottom. Benjamin couldn't stop thinking about a kinky thought that appeared inside of his mind.

He couldn't stop thinking about why Charlotte would moan whenever he would spank her beautiful round ass. He was so lost in his dirty thoughts, he didn't notice when his father walked toward him. His father placed a hand on his shoulder and Benjamin was pulled out of the erotic thoughts he was having about his wife.

"I never thought that I would ever say that to you. But you are a moron, son." Albert, Benjamin's father, spoke in a disappointed way while shaking his head. Benjamin was surprised to hear his father calling him a moron.

Looking at Benjamin's confused face, Albert shook his head in a disappointed way. "You broke her heart by asking that dumb question. She cooked for you with such a sweetheart. And you threw her hard work down the gutter." Albert added in a low tone and Benjamin's frown deepened.

"How do you know?" Benjamin asked in a low tone.

"She came back from church and since then, she has been cooking for you. She put in so much effort and you just ruined the moment for her." Albert replied in a low, grumpy tone. He then turned around and left. Benjamin was watching his father's back as Albert walked away.

Benjamin started feeling guilty because of what he had said to Charlotte and how things turned out for them. He didn't want to break her heart like that. He thought of his words as a joke. But for Charlotte, it was something serious. Shaking his head, Benjamin went outside the mansion.

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Charlotte was in her class. Her stomach was growling as it was almost the time for lunch. She was so angry at her husband. She wanted to slap him for accusing her of something so serious. Just then, everyone heard the announcement from the principal's office: "Miss Charlotte Morin. Would you please come to the principal office?" Charlotte thought about everything she did since she stepped into the university in the morning.

She couldn't think of the reason why the principal would ask for her. She stood up and walked to the front. "Looks like Miss Perfect did something that wasn't perfect."

"Why is the principal calling the new girl?"

"What did she do?"

"Didn't I tell you, I have heard she is a slut, changing boys like she is changing her clothes."

Charlotte heard gossip as she made her way toward the teacher. She turned her face to the class and glared at all the girls spreading rumors about her around the university. "Mean girls, stop spreading rumors about the other students and start studying. You may pass without sucking people's things to pass." Charlotte yelled at all the mean girls in her class.

Flipping her perfect red curls with pride, she walked away. She kept her head high as always. The principal's assistant gestured to her to go inside the principal office. Charlotte took a deep breath to calm herself down. And prayed to God to save her again. If she had made a mistake, she couldn't remember anything at all.

Charlotte knocked at the door of the principal's office and opened the door. "Miss Morin, please come in." Principal looked at her face and invited her in. She walked toward the principal's desk. She was so focused on the principal, she didn't notice a tall figure that was seated in front of the principal.

"Thank you, now would you mind?" A family voice rang in her ear and she turned her head. She found her arrogant husband sitting in front of the principal.

"Of course, Mr LeBlanc." The principal replied to Benjamin and walked out of his office, leaving Benjamin with his wife.

"What are you doing here? What is the meaning of all this?" Charlotte asked in a low tone while clenching her fists. She was angry at him for calling her out of her classroom while she was attending an important lecture.

Benjamin suddenly stood up. He turned around and suddenly, he was in front of Charlotte. He grabbed her by her hips and placed her on top of the principal's desk. He placed both of his hands on either side of her, trapping her between his tall figure and the desk. He leaned over, making her turn her face away from Benjamin's face. "I am hungry. Where is my tiffin?" Benjamin asked in a deep voice and Charlotte felt like someone actually made her sit on the bonfire.

She snapped her head back toward Benjamin and glared at him. "You want the tiffin that I poisoned. Why do you want it now?" Charlotte growled at him angrily. She was still in a bad mood.

She was just following what father John had asked her to do. She was trying to be nice to her husband. She was trying to accept the relationship between them wholeheartedly. But Benjamin's words always hurt her deeply.

There was a cute pout on her face. It made Benjamin's heart tickle. It was unusual as it had never happened to him before. Ignoring everything, he pinched her chin lightly and guided her gaze toward his face. "I am sorry for saying those words without thinking about your feelings and the hard work you put in while cooking lunch for me. I should never have said that. I apologize." Benjamin's apology shocked Charlotte. Her jaw dropped on her lap as she was staring at Benjamin's face with wide eyes.

Benjamin could no longer stop himself. A chuckle escaped his lips. The pout was back on Charlotte's face. She thought he was just messing with her. "I am so sorry. You look so cute. I couldn't stop myself. Don't think I was just messing. My apology was genuine." As if he read her mind, he answered the question she had in her mind.

It was not like he read what was inside her heart. Her face was like an open book. Benjamin found it surprising how he was able to understand each and every single one of the emotions that appeared on her face. He was not crazy but he was suddenly starting to understand a woman. "Will you forgive me?" He asked as he didn't receive any response from her.

"I forgive you." Charlotte replied while staring at his face with wide eyes. Benjamin chuckled again. He found her surprised reaction so amusing, he couldn't control himself at all.

"Now that we are good, can you please give me my tiffin? I am hungry and I would like to try your food." Benjamin asked Charlotte in a low tone. Charlotte tried to clap her thighs together but she couldn't since Benjamin was standing between her legs.

"You can't have it even after your apology." Charlotte replied to him after a few minutes. She didn't look him in the eye.

"Why? Are you still mad at me? I apologized to you." Benjamin asked Charlotte in a confused tone. The look of guilt on his face made Charlotte pout again.

"It's not that. You just can't have it. I can't give it to you." She replied again in a low tone. The guilt was in her eyes as well. And Benjamin was able to read her eyes again.

"Then what's the reason? Why can't you give me the tiffin?" Benjamin asked Charlotte in a confused tone. He was a little frustrated because he was hungry. But he didn't pour it on her.

"That's because I gave it away to a homeless man. He looked hungry and he was shaking. I had to give it away. Not just your's, I gave up mine as well." That cute pout was back on her face as she explained to Benjamin the reason why he couldn't have his tiffin back. Benjamin smiled widely looking at her gorgeous face. Her innocence was visible on her face.

"Do you think you did something wrong?" Benjamin asked her in a low tone and she looked into his eyes.

"If I would have known, you would apologize, I wouldn't have given him your tiffin. Just mine." Charlotte told Benjamin the reason why she was feeling guilty all of the sudden.

For some reason, he knew he had to do something to make her feel better. He knew what she did was an act of kindness. "It's alright! I will be enjoying your cooking for the rest of my life. But for now, let me take you to lunch. I know, you must be hungry because you didn't finish your breakfast." Benjamin whispered softly as he leaned even closer.

Charlotte was staring at him while breathing heavily. Their faces were too close. And her heart was suddenly going crazy. She just nodded her head slowly. She was surprised with that sudden change. "Maybe Father John was right. Everything will change if I try to change my attitude toward him." She thought while staring into his eyes.

Benjamin tilted his head, his gaze was on her pink plump lips. Charlotte gasped and tried to pull away. "Not here?" He asked, a smirk spreading across his face. She shook her head while staring into his eyes. He leaned further over and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. Charlotte clutched onto his shirt and closed her eyes.

She felt butterflies in her stomach. "Get your things. I will be waiting for you in my car. Don't make me wait too much." Benjamin whispered seductively in her ear, making her shiver with pleasure. Benjamin started to enjoy this teasing game he just started playing with her. Her responses were so pure and innocent, he couldn't help himself but tease her even more.

Charlotte nodded her head and Benjamin pulled away from her. "You have ten minutes, Tinkerbell." He growled seductively and stepped out of the principal's office.

"I hate that name so much!" She screamed at his back. Stomping her feet, she walked away.

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Benjamin had brought her to a restaurant. Charlotte was not happy at all. She thought it was too much. That they could have eaten at a cafe. But Benjamin wanted to take her somewhere special. For him, it was their first date. "Don't make these faces. You will like the food here." Benjamin spoke in a low tone as he noticed her pout again.

"It's not that. I just didn't want to come to an expensive restaurant while we still have a bunch of classes to attend." She told Benjamin the reason why she was so upset.

Benjamin grabbed her hands and intertwined his fingers with her tiny and fragile fingers. "I know that! But I couldn't take you to a cafe on our first date. That's why we are at a five star restaurant." Benjamin's words made her heart tickle. She was definitely not expecting him to change that much.

"A date?" She asked him in a confused tone.

"Of course, it's a date. Due to the circumstances, I can't take you anywhere else. But on our second date, I will plan everything thoroughly." Charlotte covered her face with both of her hands as her cheeks burned. She was giggling like a sweet girl as she heard Benjamin talking about their dates.