Chapter 31 The shopping
You talkin' to me?
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"Date?" I asked him.
"Yes, let's go on a date. A couple's date. A romantic one unlike the date you want to go to with that man." He said confidently, it is evident he said it out of jealousy..
"I think he just wants us to go out. There is nothing bad with that." I said.
"Whatever!" He said.
"Whatever" I repeated after him.
"Go and dress up, let's go shopping." He said as he took his phone and he started typing away.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
He looked confused for a moment before he nodded.
"Of course, I am." He responded before he continued using his phone.
He has been in a foul mood ever since he came to meet me at the pool area. I didn't know what was wrong with him so I had to ask him if he was alright.
I went to the toilet to take a shower, and after I was done, I went to the other room to dress up. I thought my husband was going to look at me with lust and take me to bed when I went out of the toilet with an ordinary towel but he was so focused on his phone to notice me. Even when he did look in my direction, he glanced back at his phone almost immediately and continued what he was doing.
"I am done," I announced immediately I got to the room but I was welcomed by an empty room. I smell weed coming from the balcony. I went to the door and knocked on it. He threw the wrap on the floor and stepped on it. He let out the smoke in his mouth and came inside the room.
He passed me by saying;
"Excuse me" and went to the toilet.
Is he okay?
He has been acting weirdly since he came to meet me at the pool.
"Let's go." He opened the door and I went out. He closed it after he got out of the room.
"Here we are." He said as he pulled over in front of a building. I went out of the car myself waiting for him to get out.
"I would have," he said as he looked at the door.
"No need. Not Every Time." I said as I walked to his side. I lingered my fingers in his. He looked down at what I just did. He was confused but he looked away. I smiled.
We walked inside the building. It was a boutique.
Wow! This is amazing.
"Let's shop. You can buy anything you need." He said.
"Okay, let's go," I told him.
"You are welcome, please have fun shopping." A staff member welcomed us.
We walked to the clothes area. I let go of his hand to check the clothes out.
"I have enough clothes, you know," I told him.
"Just shop, I know you do." He said in a low tone.
I started picking clothes for Loana. I hope she likes it. I picked clothes for Sarah and myself. I also picked up bags and shoes for us. I went to the make section and bought Ruslan and Denis clothes and shoes including buying for my husband. He was nowhere to be seen so I shopped alone.
"Irina." He called behind me and I turned to see him holding out a long dress.
"You should try this. The changing room is over there." He said.
"You want me to try the dress. Why?" I asked him in confusion.
"I am looking for a dress for you for our date tonight, so I don't know...." He stuttered at the end.
I can't believe he can be so shy right now. Who knows he can be this shy.
I can't believe he is looking for a dress for me. How romantic of him.
"Okay?" I collected the dress from him and went to the changing room. I undressed and tried the dress on. After wearing it, I went out to show him.
"Here," I said to him,
He looked at the dress for a while before he opened his mouth to talk but nothing came out.
"Is it bad?" I asked him.
"No, totally not, turn around." He said and I did as he said.
"It's too tight. Let me check another dress for you."
"It's nice. I love it." I objected.
"No, it is showing your shape, and also, your cleavage is exposed." He said as he went to check for another dress.
"So what's wrong with it?" I asked him as I followed him.
"Everything is wrong with it," he said.
"Well, I see nothing wrong with it. So I will wear this tonight." I said stubbornly.
He turned his deaf ear to me as he chose another dress and gave it to me.
"Go and try this out." He said as if he were talking to his daughter.
"I am not... I like this dress" I said.
"I am waiting. We don't have enough time." He said.
I went to the changing room and changed into a black dress. The dress is worse than the first one. It has slits from the Hem to my laps. I went to him to show him. He looked at the dress in disgust and gave me another dress to try on. And that's how I ended up trying almost thirteen dresses which he disapproved of.
I ended up taking the first dress myself without his consent.
I think he wants me to wear a dress that covers everything and that is not tight on me, but I am not a nun. I have to wear a sexy dress tonight.
When I told him I was going for the first dress. He didn't say anything. He only said.
"There are only slutty dresses in this store." And he hissed.
I chose nude heels with it. I also brought his dress for tonight which he is cool with. Why can't he disapprove of me wearing the dresses he bought for me? Why is it that it was only my dress that he disapproved of?
"We are done. Let's go pay" I told him.
"No, I still need to buy you something." He said.
"What's that?" I asked him.
"Cosmetics." He replied.
"Cosmetics? Why? I don't need them." I said to him,
"I know you don't need them but don't blame me, I feel like trying them on your face. I am sure they will look good on you." He said.
"Can you take me to the cosmetics area?" He asked the female attendant and she nodded.
Same walked to the section and he started picking up the cosmetics, he knew all the products.
"What about the face primer, concealer, and I need a set of brushes. I would rather go with Fenty Beauty products." Those are some words I heard whim saying to the attendant. He spent almost twenty minutes buying the cosmetics. He also bought a makeup kit? This is too much. I mean, he said he just tested it on me, so why buy this much?
"Let's go to the paying area." He said as he walked me there while our loads were being brought by the staff.
"Let me pay for it," I said.
"Just keep your credit card for another day, okay?" He said as he gave the cashier his credit card. After she was done. She returned his credit card to him with a long-lasting smile. She won't stop looking at him.
"Please hurry up." I snapped her out of the world she put herself in with my husband.
Why would she smile unnecessarily at someone's husband?
"Sorry ma'am." She said as she packed our things into bags.
After we were done, we drove out of the store after securing our goods. When we got home, it was almost 7:30 pm, so I dressed up for the date. Around eight o'clock, Roman was also done, so we left the hotel for the date. We drove inside the city to the location of the date. I don't know where we will be using but I know I am super excited for the date.
But the car has been so silent. No music, nothing. Nothing.
Roman is super silent. He doesn't even take a glance at my side. When we reached the magnificent restaurant, I was in awe.
"I will open the door for you." He said as he got out of the car to open it for me.
"Thank you," I said as I got down from the car. Surprisingly, he left the car for me to close it.
Is he giving me the silent treatment now?
We walked inside the restaurant, and the attendant seemed to know him because he bowed his head immediately and he sighed, and led us to our table. Couple's table.
"What would you like to order, ma? You can check the menu." The waiter smiled at me while handling me after we had our seats.
"Thank you." I smiled back at him as I collected the menu book from him.
We ordered and ate. It was a boring dinner. Seriously, Roman didn't even say a word to me unless I asked him a question. I didn't even eat the meals comfortably because I felt so uneasy. He had never treated me like this in my life. It is either he frustrates me or makes me amused but giving me this silent treatment is out of it.
I even tried to start a conversation with him, but he just replied curtly, he only talks to the waiter about his order and what we need on the table.
"Roman, are you okay?" I asked him as I held his hand that was placed on the table. I laced my fingers with his.
"Yes, I am." He clears his throat as he gently unlaces his fingers from mine and removes his hand from the table.
"Are you angry at me?" I asked him.
"Why would I? Let's go. We are done here." He said as he stood up. He paid for the meal. I stood up and trailed behind him.
"Do have a nice evening." The waiter said as he smiled at me.
"You too," I said.
I caught up with him and we walked side by side to the car. He opened the door for me and I got in, he closed the door and walked to his side and got in.
I closed the door of the hotel suite behind me and sat on the couch and started undressing.
Roman went straight to the toilet, and I used the opportunity to change into my nightie, my lingerie, and patiently wait for him since he was taking forever in the bathroom.
He came out of the bathroom and saw the bed. He didn't even give a glance at me.
I walked towards him.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked him with annoyance.
"Nothing." He replied curtly.
"No, something is wrong with you. Besides, if you are okay, you won't be giving all these stupid attitudes since the afternoon after you saw me talking to another man." I said with frustration. It is more like yelling at him though.
"And why would I be angry at you because you were talking to another man?" He emphasized the word man.
"I don't know, that's your own problem. Just tell me what the fuck is wrong with you? Don't I have my own freedom? Do I have to be caged for my eternal life?" I yelled at him.
"Stop yelling." He said as he slightly pushed me away, aiming for the bed.
I sat in his bed knowing he had no choice but to listen to me.
"Then answer me," I said calmly but frustratedly.
"Why are you doing this?" He asked.
"I just want to sleep. It was a hectic day for me." He complained.
What can I do to provoke him so that he can answer me?
Think Irina.
Think!
I stood up and started poking his chest.
"I will leave me but give me a damn fucking answer," I yelled at him.
"Why did you leave the room without telling me? Why were you talking to a stranger?" He fired back.
It worked.
"Don't I have the right to leave the room? I have that damn right to do what I want as long as you do what you want. Do I have to be caged?" I yelled at him.
"Your protection is what matters. You know how dangerous the world is and how our world works." He said calmly.
"So? Who gives the fuck about that? All I care about is my damn freedom. I can talk to whoever I want to talk to. It is none of your business." I told him.
"It is my business, okay? I am your husband and I have full responsibility over you. You can't just talk to any stranger anyhow you like. What if he is one of the enemies?" He asked.
"He is not. He is a good friend I made today. You don't have to tell me who the enemy is, I can figure it out myself." I argued.
"Well I don't give you the right to talk to anyone, you are my property the day I married you. Let that one sink." He said with authority.
"Well, you can't decide that for me. I will talk to whom I please to or without your permission."
"And was that the real reason you were flirting with him?" He asked.
"What? I know the problem now. You are just being jealous." I said.
"Why would I be jealous when there is nothing to be jealous about. You are my property,if anyone comes near you. I will kill them. I gave full domination over you. In case you want to know, I am a control freak." He said.
Is he trying to intimidate me?
"No you don't, you monster." I walked past him to my bedside.
"Try me then and see how I kill them because whether you accept it or not, you are mine. You have to know this, the sooner the better." He jumped on the bed and lay down, backing me.
I scoffed and lay on my back, backing him as well.
What a man!
I closed my eyes and slept in anger.
I just realized I married a possessive man and a control freak who loves to dominate