Chapter 27 - The Husband Of The Year (1/2)

They waltzed across the floor as if they owned the place. To others, they looked perfect, however, the only thing that kept Arianna going was the thought that she couldn't mess up. The butterflies in her stomach were becoming much stronger and it didn't help matters that she was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the way Kenith's hands were roaming her body.

At first, his hand had rested on her waist while hers were placed on his chest. However, with time it kept climbing and now his hands were tracing the curve of her back.

”Sorry,” Arianna apologized at once when she stepped on his foot, ”My bad,”

”No, it's alright,” Kenith waved it off with his charming smile, ”I think this is the point where we end our dance,”

”Oh, ThankGod,” Arianna was so relieved she almost said that out loud.

However, the universe must really hate her because there was a subtle change in the atmosphere and she noticed everyone turning in the direction of the door. What was going on?

”It seems Big Joe has finally arrived,” Kenith informed her, composing himself; he readjusted his tie and straightened out the crease in his suit from their dancing.

”Smile,” He told her and did so himself.

Smile? Was that a mask everyone put on around here? But it dawned on her, her husband was finally here. Arianna didn't know whether to be filled with anticipation or dread.

The door was opened slowly, almost dramatically and she rolled her eyes. Well, here comes the husband of the year. Hopefully, tonight doesn't turn out to be her wedding night else she would have to kill herself and her dreams go to waste. Great - note the sarcasm.

And he arrived.

”You gotta be kidding me,” Arianna gasped in disbelief when her gaze fell on him. Whoever named him ”Big Joe” must have been making a bad joke because that joke was wasted on him.

It wasn't until Big Joe was six feet apart from her that Arianna realized she had been staring at him too much. It now made sense why Kenith nor the staff ever talked about her husband to be in her presence. They all knew, all except her.

May God help her soul because Big Joe was in summary, short. Yeah, the man standing in front of her was no greater than seventy centimeters tall - his height stopped directly at her waist.

Arianna felt like fainting, no, she wanted to faint, however, unlike what was portrayed in the dramas, it was hard to lose consciousness just like that.

When Kenith said she would make a good wife, he should have asked if Big Joe - no, short Joe would be a much more suitable title now - would make a suitable husband for her.