Damien Point of view

My lips split into a smile when I heard her melodious voice.

"Hello Damien! Where are you? You didn't come home last night. I hope I have not disturbed you?"

I chuckled at her sweet yet hesitant voice.

"Where would I be? Of course, in the office. I told you, right, that I have some unfinished business at work, and yes, my love, you can never disturb me."

"Oh! I totally forgot you told me that. I got worried when you didn't answer my calls and messages last night," her gloomy voice reached my ears, and I closed my eyes in frustration.

"I am sorry, love. You know that I will never do it intentionally. I just got so busy that I lost track of time. But sweetie, I feel like something else is bothering you. You aren't sounding well."

I waited for a few minutes before I heard her voice again, filled with disappointment.

"Yesterday was our first wedding anniversary, damien."

Fuck!

It's one year already?

So fast

I had no idea.

"I am genuinely sorry, love. I don't know how it just slipped out of my mind. I am such an idiot. You must have done lots of preparation and hard work to make our day memorable and must be waiting for me, and I spoiled everything like always," I ranted while running a hand through my hair.

"It is completely okay, Damien. I know you have such big responsibilities on your shoulders. It was just an anniversary. We have been each other's companions for a year now. Do you really think we need any particular day to celebrate our love for each other? As long as we are together, every day is special for me."

My heart softened on hearing her voice.

It was so full of innocence and love.

Is she for real?

Maybe this is her only quality that makes her different from others.

I walked toward the shelf, carried a mini-bar bottle, and made myself a drink.

"Thank you, Esmeralda. Thank you so much for coming into my life. I don't know what I would have done without you. But I assure you that I will make it up to you tonight."

"Damien, I told you right! You don't-"

I interrupted her gently,

"I will do it because I want to, not because I need to. I love you, precious."

I caressed the edges of the glass and smiled, knowing deep down that I was finally heading in the right direction...towards making things right with her.

"I love you too, Damien. Come back soon," she whispered softly before ending the call.

I kept the phone on the table and walked over to the window to take in the view of the busy streets of San Francisco.

"I must have done some good things in my past life to get such an understanding wife," I muttered with a smile, and then I burst into quiet laughter.

"Well, that was quite easy, Damien."

One year ago, everyone laughed at my decision. They told me I was a fool to marry someone like Esmeralda. Someone who neither belonged to my world nor matched my status. A girl too innocent for the chaos I lived in.

But I knew.

I knew from the very first day that she was everything I needed in a wife.

A girl who worships me like God, a girl who, like a dutiful wife, takes care of my every need yet never messes with my personal life.

A chuckle escaped my lips as I raised my hand for a toast.

"Cheers to my understanding wife."

To be continued

ESMELRALDA Point of view

I looked around the room to ensure that all the decorations from last night are taken off; otherwise, Damien will again blame himself for spoiling my hard work.

Sharon, the decorator did her work so well!

I was rechecking the room when my eyes met the photo frame that was proudly hanging on the side wall.

I walked towards it and observed it thoughtfully.

It was I and Damien's wedding picture.

I looked at our smiling faces and then focused my attention on my man, my husband, Damien, who was looking devilishly handsome that day.

Do remind me of a day when he didn't look handsome, mocked my conscience!

I shook my head amusingly, He always does.

But that day, something was special about him, about us.

After all, it was the day when we became one.

My mind goes back to the time when our journey started.

We accidentally bumped into each other in a coffee shop.

Did I just say we?

Oops, I bumped into him.

I was working as a waiter in the tea shop, and he happened to be one of our customers because he comes there almost every single day.

So one particular morning, we had lots of customers and it was only I and my friend Maria who were on duty that day.

I was rushing to go attend to one of our customers and wasn't looking, and that was how I ended up spilling the hot tea in my hand on his white tea shirt.

That incident made us have our first conversations.

From small talks, I ended up falling for him. Lol, and Tada, here we are today celebrating our one-year togetherness in marriage.

*****time skip******

Damien's p.o.v

I came back home this morning to find Esmeralda sleeping.

Apparently, I didn't come back home yesterday after apologizing for not remembering our wedding anniversary.

The truth is, I actually planned to go home that morning, but my personal assistant told me that I had a business meeting in Germany; my flight was booked already, and the plane was scheduled to take off that morning.

So, my hands were tied.

Like always, I had to call Esmeralda and apologize to her.

I'm finally home, and my beautiful wife is sleeping so peacefully.

I leaned on her completely by keeping my both palms on both sides of her pillow as I gave a peck on her cheeks.

She stirred and slowly opened her eyes.

I decided to catch her off guard and planted a kiss on her soft, plump lips.

She tried to say something after I kissed her on her lips, but before she could say anything, I captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

I pulled her lower lip with my teeth as she was busy teasing my upper lip.

Bad girl.

I changed our position by taking her above me.

Now she was lying on my chest while my hands were busy exploring her back as I slipped my hand beneath her top.

Our passionate lip lock was broken by the sharp ringing of my phone.

"Aarrghh" I groaned in frustration as I looked at the phone screen.

I then looked at my wife with puppy eyes.

She smiled and kissed my forehead and left the room, indicating her understanding towards my work.

After attending to the call, I came out of the bedroom only to find her busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

I went towards her and encircled my hands around her waist and kept my head on her shoulder.

"How do you know that I was about to leave for the office?" I questioned.

"Because whenever your assistance calls you, that means either there is an important meeting or your presence is required in some decision-making or paperwork," she answered as she continued preparing breakfast "I'm sorry. I wasn't around during our anniversary and I just got back, yet my presence is still needed at the company..but don't worry, I will call my personal assistant and tell her that I want to dedicate my day today fully to my wife, so today, no work..and as far as that meeting is concerned, it's okay. I will manage it somehow."

Esmeralda switched off the gas and turned around to look at me.

"You don't need to do that, damien.I know how significant work is..and if you miss your meeting because of me, I will not like that at all..and as far as the anniversary is concerned, it's okay, we can always celebrate it any other day..let's postpone our anniversary celebration for some time..when you are free, you can take me out for a nice dinner, and we will celebrate our anniversary then, simple. This way you don't have to miss your meeting and disappoint your client." Esmeralda says as she cupped my face with her soft hands while smiling.

"Baby, but it's not like that. Every man should work for his family, and for me, you are my family. If you are not happy, then what is the point of me working? And I know that you are saying this only to keep my mind at ease. The day before yesterday, you were so upset... I don't want that later in the future, when we have kids, you will taunt me in front of them for being the world's worst husband... so no business trip this time... I will tell my personal assistant to cancel my flight tickets."

Esmeralda giggled when I said the word worst husband,

" hey, who said you are the worst husband? If anybody should ask me, I will say you are the best husband ever. I will never get tired of thanking God for giving me the world's best husband. You love me so much, you care for me so much, and even now, for my happiness, you are ready to sacrifice your meeting..so why can't I do the same for your happiness? And I know Damien, even if you stay with me, your mind will still be occupied with that deal, and you will have a bad day worrying about how you will manage that deal and, if you can't, how much of a loss it will be. And you know I don't like it whenever you are worried, so it's better that you go to the office now and focus on your work."

I lifted her hand and bowed to kiss her palm.

" I love you so much, baby. You are the best wife. Wait, I brought something for you," I informed her as I went inside our bedroom and came back with a bouquet of red roses and kneeled down in front of her.

"Mrs. Esmeralda Damien, I know I am not the perfect husband. I have always troubled you with my work schedule. I am never able to give you the time and attention you deserve. I have forgotten our anniversary. And until today, I didn't even know your favorite ice cream. Like other husband-wife couples, we never shared a date, and I never took you out shopping. And I don't know how, but you still live with and bear a jerk like me. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for loving me so much. Thank you for being so understanding and caring.I love you so much, sweetheart...happy marriage anniversary, my love...accept your favorite flowers from my side as our anniversary gift, and yes, give me my return gift by kissing me," I said as I pouted cutely and earned a hearty laugh from Esmeralda .

Esmeralda pulled me by my collar and kissed me deeply with so much affection.

"Thank you so much, baby... I love you too. Now go and get ready or you'll be late for your flight."

After some time, I was standing in front of the airport with my luggage.

I felt someone tap on my shoulder.

I turned around to find my friends Jason and Michael.

We shared a group hug.

"What's the matter, Damien? We thought we would have to do this guys trip without you. You know how it is after marriage. Married men can't make decisions on their own... for everything they need their wife's permission... By the way, I have to admit, your wife turned out to be quite modern-minded to let you go on this trip with us," Michael said.

" come on, this is Damien we are talking about here. He can trap any chick with his sweet talk and eat her alive, and she still won't even realize it. Poor Esmeralda, just by looking at her, you can tell she has been silenced by him... or you could just say she is like a puppet in Damien's hands. He can make her dance any way he wants," Jason said as he started laughing.

"Right, Damien?"

The aduacity!

I grabbed Jason's collar with a serious expression.

" Shut up, Jason. How dare you say something like that about my wife? Don't forget who you are talking about. How dare you? You are my friend, but that doesn't give you the right to make jokes about my wife because she... "I paused for a moment, and then a smirk appeared on my lips. Because she's mine and only mine." I said and started laughing, and the others heaved a sigh of relief seeing me back to normal.

"come on guys, we are getting late."

To be continued

ESMELRALDA Point of view

It's been three days since Damien left for his work.

I have tried calling him so many times, but his phone is either switched off or unreachable. Every so often his phone rings, but he doesn't answer it.

I sent him plenty of messages but got no reply from him.

I decided to call his personal assistant, Kevin.

I picked up my phone and dialed his personal assistant number.

Brrr brrrr.... The phone rings.

I hope he picks up his call too; if not, I will die of anxiety.

The ringing tone died. Aah... He didn't answer his call either.

I hope they are fine.

I dialed his number for the second time as I paced around in the sitting room.

And this time around he answered.

" Hi, Kevin, this is Esmeralda speaking, Damien's wife." I hurriedly introduced myself just in case he doesn't have my number because I have called him once or twice before, and that was during the early months of I and Damien's wedding.

I was always worried when damien doesn't come home on time, but later Damien had to tell me that his work can be sometimes strenuous, so I had to stop calling Kevin.

But right now, I can't hold myself back.

I need to know whether my husband is safe or not.

"Good morning, Mrs. Damien. I'm sorry I missed your call. I was in a meeting, and I just had to excuse myself to answer your call. How are you doing, ma?"

He said meeting; that means Damien is in a meeting. I thought.

"Hello ma'am, are you okay? You aren't saying anything. "Kevin spoke over the phone and brought me out of my thought.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I called to ask if my husband was alright. I haven't heard from him for a while now; that's why. "

"Oh, he was the one who told me to answer your call. That he knew you might be worried. He said he is sorry for not calling you. Actually, he has been very busy with the foreign clients, and he barely even has time to rest. He hasn't been with his phone because his phone is in the hotel room, and we are at the conference hall making sure we finalize the deal. If I tell you that he hasn't eaten breakfast, you won't believe me. Once we are done, ma, he is going to call you ma."

" Really? Please get him something to eat."

"Once we are done with this meeting, I will make sure he eats. The foreign clients here are very serious minded and we would rather not act like we aren't professionals."

"Okay, I understand. But health is important... "Im sorry, ma, but I have to go," Kevin said quickly and hung up.

Oh my poor baby, here I am getting worried, and he is over there hungry but still working.

Im an idiot. There, my baby is working so hard day and night, and here I am disturbing him by calling and messaging.

But what can I do with my stupid heart that only knows to beats for him.

That misses him so much. That yearns to hear his voice once.

Damien p.o.v

I was trying to sleep for a long time. But this light.. god.. I am already very much tired.

And now this stupid light is disturbing my sleep.

I dig my face more in my pillow, but it wasn't helping much.

And then I have only one option.

"Esmelralda..... Please close this window. I can't get enough sleep due to so much light. Esmelrada do it fast, baby.".

Not getting any response, and even the light was not helping. Frustrated, I woke up and started looking here and there to find any traces of my wife.

After a while, reality hit me, and I face palm myself.

How can she be here?

I think I am getting mad. Firstly, I came here all the way here just to keep myself away from her, and now I am calling for her.

Removing my blanket, I look at my condition, and then last night incident flashes in front of my eyes.

It was one of those passionate nights that I love to have with girls. But that b*tch left her nail marks on by neck and shoulder.

Even though I am always careful with these things but last night it was like even I was also not in my senses.

May be it was because today I have to go back to my wife.

Back to Esmeralda, who will jump on me like a monkey once I reach home.

Thinking of her only, I twist my face in irritation.

How can a person be so clingy?

If it was in her control, she may even follow me to the washroom.

Getting ready, I called my personal assistant to take details of Esmeralda and even told him to order a dress for her.

Yeah, I know I am being an asshole.

But what would I have done.

I know how she has called me countless times a day and will even irritate me with her stupid messages of baby, I love you.. I miss you.. And blah blah.

At some point I had to switch off my phone; yesterday I asked my personal assistant to handle her after he texted me that my wife called him.

*******time skip*****

Ting tong

After two minutes, my dumb wife opened the door, and as expected, she jumped on me. I hold the knob of the door in order to balance with this baby elephant in my arms. Faking a sweet smile, I hugged her and even pecked her lips.

To be continued