My Husband Sold Me to My Alpha Mate

CHAPTER 1

Tara sat in silence as she watched her husband have his breakfast on the other end of the massive dining table. Today was their second wedding anniversary and still, he hadn't wished her.

She averted her gaze to her food when he looked up at her, and finally, he spoke.

“You know I can feel you gawking at me, right? “He questioned, but she remained silent for a bit. She would rather not have to tell him. She was hoping that he would remember on his own.

“What is it? “Chad then questioned, and she forced herself to look up at her husband's dark blue eyes. It hurt her beyond words that her husband had forgotten about their anniversary. Either he forgot or he didn't count it as important enough to be acknowledged. Either way, her ego was too fragile to let her remind him.

He could have some crude remark to make about it, and she was sure that she wasn't ready to hear it. So she chose to brush it under the rug.

“Nothing. You just look really good today. “She replied, and Chad rolled his eyes and looked back down at his food.

Tara didn't lie. He did look good. As grand as he always did. But that wasn't what was playing in her mind. She watched in silence as he stood up, and her heart broke as she concluded that he had actually forgotten about such a special day.

With every passing day, it was getting clearer and clearer that the man she was so madly in love with and happy to be married to, feels nothing like that towards her.

It broke her heart to know and see this, but she was still willing to try. She was still willing to push it, no matter how badly it broke her. After all, what is love if you can't fight for it? Right?

“When… Will you be back home today? “She questioned her husband Chad, and he shrugged.

“I don't know. I have meetings after meetings today. If things end quickly, I should be home early. Otherwise, I'd just pass the night at the office. “He replied, and her heart broke some more.

He did forget. He actually forgot that today, their marriage would be 2 years old.

“Even if I come home, I don't want to be bothered. So don't have any funny ideas. Okay? “He then added, and Tara nodded in silence.

“Okay. “She replied as she battled the hurt and tears biting her eyes. However, Chad didn't notice this. He never noticed her pain.

She remained silent as she listened to him walk away, and only after she heard him shut the door, could she let her tears fall.

What a miserable, broken and loveless marriage she was enduring. A marriage with no warmth. No closure, no nothing.

Third Person's Narrative;

Chad was engrossed in the task at hand, as his gaze was keen on his laptop's screen. His fingers swiftly danced across his keyboard as he worked diligently in his massive office. Nothing mattered more to him at that moment than finishing with the report he was currently working on. He had to turn it in by the end of the day.

The low hum of the computer and the gentle ticking of the wall clock were all that could be heard in the room, and that created a peaceful aura of concentration around him.

However, this peaceful state was suddenly interrupted when a firm knock echoed through the room, from the door. He looked up from his desk in confusion. Wondering who it could be.

He had clearly asked his secretary not to let anyone bother him for the next two hours, so who could be at the door? However, his thoughts and questions puffed into thin air when his best friend, Mark, opened the door and popped his head in.

“Hey, Chad!” Mark greeted energetically as he strolled into the office after shutting the door behind him.

He had a mischievous grin playing on his lips, and Chad knew why that grin was there.

“Your secretary tried to stop me from coming up here. But we both know she doesn't have that kind of power. “He spoke as he walked over to one of the empty chairs in front of Chad, and took a seat on it, and Chad took a deep breath as he massaged the bridge of his nose.

“I might have to get a restraining order against you, soon. “He joked, and Mark laughed.

“Come on, I just thought I'd drop by and see what you're up to. I've missed you, you know? “He said, and Chad turned his chair away from his laptop with a faint smile forming on his face.

“You missed me? Dumb ass. We were together yesterday. “He spoke, and Mark laughed.

“Fine. To be honest, I'm waiting for a date. Her house isn't far from here. So, until she's ready, I chose to come chill with you for a bit.

And you know you needed it. I'm pretty sure that you've just been buried in work all day, as usual. “Mark replied, and Chad shook his head in playful disappointment.

“I just knew there had to be a catch. You would not just come over here to see me because you “miss me. “He replied, and Mark laughed.

“Whatever. So, how is Tara doing? Have you figured out what was wrong with her? “Mark questioned as he leaned against the desk and crossed his arms casually.

He changed the subject and asked about Tara, as he was genuinely interested in her well-being. He had always been. Just last week, Tara fell ill. So he wanted to know what was wrong with her.

However, Chad's gaze flickered away, with a slight hint of indifference creeping into his voice and face.

CHAPTER 1

Tara sat in silence as she watched her husband have his breakfast on the other end of the massive dining table. Today was their second wedding anniversary and still, he hadn't wished her.

She averted her gaze to her food when he looked up at her, and finally, he spoke.

“You know I can feel you gawking at me, right? “He questioned, but she remained silent for a bit. She would rather not have to tell him. She was hoping that he would remember on his own.

“What is it? “Chad then questioned, and she forced herself to look up at her husband's dark blue eyes. It hurt her beyond words that her husband had forgotten about their anniversary. Either he forgot or he didn't count it as important enough to be acknowledged. Either way, her ego was too fragile to let her remind him.

He could have some crude remark to make about it, and she was sure that she wasn't ready to hear it. So she chose to brush it under the rug.

“Nothing. You just look really good today. “She replied, and Chad rolled his eyes and looked back down at his food.

Tara didn't lie. He did look good. As grand as he always did. But that wasn't what was playing in her mind. She watched in silence as he stood up, and her heart broke as she concluded that he had actually forgotten about such a special day.

With every passing day, it was getting clearer and clearer that the man she was so madly in love with and happy to be married to, feels nothing like that towards her.

It broke her heart to know and see this, but she was still willing to try. She was still willing to push it, no matter how badly it broke her. After all, what is love if you can't fight for it? Right?

“When… Will you be back home today? “She questioned her husband Chad, and he shrugged.

“I don't know. I have meetings after meetings today. If things end quickly, I should be home early. Otherwise, I'd just pass the night at the office. “He replied, and her heart broke some more.

He did forget. He actually forgot that today, their marriage would be 2 years old.

“Even if I come home, I don't want to be bothered. So don't have any funny ideas. Okay? “He then added, and Tara nodded in silence.

“Okay. “She replied as she battled the hurt and tears biting her eyes. However, Chad didn't notice this. He never noticed her pain.

She remained silent as she listened to him walk away, and only after she heard him shut the door, could she let her tears fall.

What a miserable, broken and loveless marriage she was enduring. A marriage with no warmth. No closure, no nothing.

Third Person's Narrative;

Chad was engrossed in the task at hand, as his gaze was keen on his laptop's screen. His fingers swiftly danced across his keyboard as he worked diligently in his massive office. Nothing mattered more to him at that moment than finishing with the report he was currently working on. He had to turn it in by the end of the day.

The low hum of the computer and the gentle ticking of the wall clock were all that could be heard in the room, and that created a peaceful aura of concentration around him.

However, this peaceful state was suddenly interrupted when a firm knock echoed through the room, from the door. He looked up from his desk in confusion. Wondering who it could be.

He had clearly asked his secretary not to let anyone bother him for the next two hours, so who could be at the door? However, his thoughts and questions puffed into thin air when his best friend, Mark, opened the door and popped his head in.

“Hey, Chad!” Mark greeted energetically as he strolled into the office after shutting the door behind him.

He had a mischievous grin playing on his lips, and Chad knew why that grin was there.

“Your secretary tried to stop me from coming up here. But we both know she doesn't have that kind of power. “He spoke as he walked over to one of the empty chairs in front of Chad, and took a seat on it, and Chad took a deep breath as he massaged the bridge of his nose.

“I might have to get a restraining order against you, soon. “He joked, and Mark laughed.

“Come on, I just thought I'd drop by and see what you're up to. I've missed you, you know? “He said, and Chad turned his chair away from his laptop with a faint smile forming on his face.

“You missed me? Dumb ass. We were together yesterday. “He spoke, and Mark laughed.

“Fine. To be honest, I'm waiting for a date. Her house isn't far from here. So, until she's ready, I chose to come chill with you for a bit.

And you know you needed it. I'm pretty sure that you've just been buried in work all day, as usual. “Mark replied, and Chad shook his head in playful disappointment.

“I just knew there had to be a catch. You would not just come over here to see me because you “miss me. “He replied, and Mark laughed.

“Whatever. So, how is Tara doing? Have you figured out what was wrong with her? “Mark questioned as he leaned against the desk and crossed his arms casually.

He changed the subject and asked about Tara, as he was genuinely interested in her well-being. He had always been. Just last week, Tara fell ill. So he wanted to know what was wrong with her.

However, Chad's gaze flickered away, with a slight hint of indifference creeping into his voice and face.