Taming Mr. Cold And Arrogant

Sophia's POV:

I was so excited to go home to change clothes because Craig and I were going to watch a movie with some of our friends tonight. 

But my excitement was replaced by annoyance when I couldn't open my bedroom door. 

I tried to open it several times but it was locked. As far as I remember I didn't lock it this morning. 

"Nanay Emily, do we have a spare key in my room?"  I ran to the kitchen and asked her as I felt the irritation slowly creeping inside me. 

"Yes, we have, but why do you need a spare key?" She asked while removing her apron. 

"My room was locked, Nanay Emily and I don't know how it happened. I need to take a shower because I have a girls night out tonight."

"Ohh, Anak I forgot to tell you this morning that we're going to transfer all your things into your husband's room."

I blinked my eyes rapidly. What did she say? 

"Nanay Emily, I'm sorry but can you say it again?" I'm not sure if I heard it right. 

"We already transferred all your things into your husband's room, Anak."

"What the hell?"

I suddenly chuckled in surprise and irritation. 

"Wow! So he actually did what he said, to move my stuff into his room and for me sleep there?"

"I thought you already talked about this matter?"

I scrunched my face as I tapped my forehead in frustration. 

"So what am I going to do now, to share a room with him or a bed with him? Forgodsake, what was he thinking? Argh! Daniel Kelley, I'm gonna chop your body into a thousand pieces!"

"And by the way, Anak about the spare keys.." She paused and I waited for her next words. "He placed them in a safe deposit box inside his room."

"Whoa! He put them in a safe box just to make sure I couldn't open my room?" My eyes turned wide in surprise. I can't believe he would really do such things. What a silly and wise idea, isn't it? 

"Don't worry about your things, we already arranged them inside his walk-in cabinet, including your shoes and your guitar." She said, smiling at me. 

"Do I have a choice?" I looked at her and reciprocate her smile but we both know it didn't reach my eyes. "Anyway, Nanay Emily, can you just tell my 'annoying husband' that I'm not going home tonight? I'm going out with my friends."

I brushed my hair with my fingers and walked past her but she called me again before I could even reach the door. 

"Sophia."

She walked closer to me and held my hands. 

"Your husband is a good man. I was there when he was growing up and on his journey before he met you. He may be cold and annoying at times, but I can assure you he is a good man." She put the loose strands of hair behind my ear. 

I took a deep breath and also hold her hands. 

"I know, Nanay Emily. In fact, all of you were describing how kind and sweet he is, but I can't open up with him. We are the total opposite of each other and I don't think we will survive in one day without fighting."

"But you can always give a try, there is no harm in trying, Anak. I know he told you a lot of awful words when you were just starting as a couple, but I have seen how he has changed when you came into this house and into his life."

I wish I could say that I didn't see them or I didn't notice them, but I remained quiet as I don't want to define the feeling that was growing inside me. I don't want to get used to it because I know someday, things will change and we will go back to what we were before we got married. 

"I have to go, Nanay Emily."

I smiled at her before turning back to my new room. 

I sighed as I wandered my eyes inside of his room. It's a combination of white, gray and black. 

-'Tsk.tsk.tsk. The colors really suits his personality. Gray for being emotionless and black for his authoritative personality.'-

I walked closer to his bedside table when noticed their family picture beside the lampshade. There were also photos of him wearing a softball uniform with Alex and their other friends. 

The walk-in cabinet has doubled the size of the cabinet in my room. I checked some of his drawers and I gasped when the one I have opened was filled with boxes of different flavor of c.o.n.d.o.ms. 

"Oh, my gosh!" I said picking up one of them. "Strawberry?" And checked the other colors too. "Holy God! Why does he have so much of this and take note, with different flavors?" I put them back and closed the drawer. "I didn't know that c.o.n.d.o.ms had a flavor."

But in fairness, he has an organized closet. Shirts and suits were hung in colors, even the neckties and his accessories. 

"Hmm... Nice one, Mr. Kelley."

After checking all the drawers and cabinets, I finally found my things. I pulled my black short dress that ended two inches above my knees, red coat and my three inches black stiletto. 

His bathroom was filled with his scent, the soap that he used and his perfume. 

"God! We will share a bedroom, a bathroom, a closet and a ..." My eyes widened. "... and a bed? Argh! No way! Since this is his ridiculous idea, he will sleep on the couch and I will be on his bed."

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"Wow! He seriously moved your things in his room?"

I rolled my eyes when Craig and two of our friends laughed at me. We headed straight to the bar after watching a movie earlier. 

"And you just agreed, so does this mean you will be a real couple?"

"Tss! Of course, not! We will not share a bed because he will sleep on the couch."

"Ohh... poor husband." I just shrugged when they all laughed at me again. 

We spend another two hours at the bar. We were dancing and grooving in the middle of the dance floor when Ben suddenly tapped my shoulder and showed me his phone. I shook my head and ignored him when I saw Daniel's name on the screen. 

But after five minutes, he came back and insisted me to answer his boss's call. 

"Ma'am Sophia, please? He said he will fire me if you don't answer the phone." He pleads so I have no choice but to take it from him. 

"Fine!"

I went to the restroom to talk to my 'husband'. It's the only place I could talk to him without raising my voice because of the blasting music inside the bar. 

"Hell----"

"Where the hell are you, woman?"

I cringed and put the phone away from my ear when he screamed on the other line. 

"Why do you want to know?"

"Are you in a bar?"

I sighed, rolling my eyes. He didn't answer my question, instead, he threw me another one. 

"Yes, I am in a bar, and since you know where I am, can I now return the phone to Ben? I want to go back inside."

"No! You're not going back to the dance floor, because you're going home now!"

I can't help but laugh with what he said. I can also feel the effect of alcohol in me. 

"Excuse me, Mr. husband, are you ordering me to go home?"

"What the hell, Sophia are you drunk?"

"I want to say 'none of your business, but I have a much better answer than that. What do you think I'll do inside the bar? Sleep until morning?" I waited for him to laugh, but I noticed I was the only one laughing at my own joke. "And by the way, I'm not going home so don't bother yourself calling me again. Bye, sweetheart." I ended the call without waiting for his answer. 

"Sophia---"

-'Hmmp! Sophia your face? How dare you not laugh at my joke?'-

I shrugged and grinned widely at my reflection on the mirror, only to be fade when I saw his name flashed on the screen again. 

-'Ohh, goodness!'-

I sighed before swiping the answer button. 

"What is it----"

"Sophia Kelley, if you don't come home now, I swear I'll drag you out of that bar and tie you up in bed for a week!"

But instead of feeling worried and scared, I just laughed at him and didn't take his words seriously. 

"Oh, I'm scared, sweetheart."

"Then expect me within 20 minutes!"

"Okay, I'll just wait for you here." And I ended the call again. "I don't care if you run your a.s.s here!"

I checked my dress and makeup before deciding to go back to the dance floor. 

I saw Ben when I opened the door. 

"Here's your phone." I said giving it to him. 

"Ma'am Sophia---"

"No, Ben!" I cut him off, shaking my head. I know what he was about to say. "We are not going home!"

"But ma'am---"

"You can go home if you want, but I'm not going with you." I walked past him and headed straight to our booth. 

And because of the loud music that piercing through our ears, I didn't hear what he said behind me. 

"Holy mother of God! Why did you give me such a stubborn couple for a boss? What did I do, holy God?" He said following behind me while scratching the back of his neck.