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The Possessive Husband

Dennis Gilgeous Alexander hates commitment and relationships. But when he and a woman, Aura Amalia Anthony, are forced into a marriage to please their families, he's stuck in a long term commitment! But as time passes, Aura melts his heart and Dennis begins to open up to her... Will their wedding remain just a formality? After all, Dennis hates it when people touches his things. He's what you call... Possessive. And now, Aura belongs to him, so it's only fair that when it comes to her... He's possessive! "our marriage is only because of matchmaking but that doesn't mean i will easily divorce you. i want this to be my first and last marriage. so starting today, i will learn to love you." Dennis Gilgeous Alexander. ---------------- Follow me on instagram @awisantoni Sooner or later, I will release a book of poetry. If you are interested, follow my instagram for more info.

awisantoni · Urban
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100 Chs

Seventh

At London, 7:37 a.m.

A bright morning in London, England. Dennis was overwhelmed with journalists and fan fanatics. Close to the airport bodyguards keep Dennis unharmed.

"Sir, is there any photo that shows you walking with a girl? Is the girl on the photo your lover?" Said some journalists.

"Sir, we ask for an explanation!" Said the journalists.

"Sir, please stop for a moment!" Said some reporters.

Something like a question from the reporters that made Dennis ear going.

How a lover couldn't even know him with aura and suddenly his mom did an arranged marriage without making a deal with him first.

"Take care of them! I want to get to the airport to go home! My headache in the morning got to me!" Dennis told his bodyguard.

"Oh yes, don't forget to remove all the media who shared my photos with Aura!" He ordered the bodyguard again.

Not that Dennis was embarrassed about the news going around that he was close to Aura. But, he wouldn't let Aura get hurt. Maybe you recognize that in this world, there are pros and cons. Dennis is afraid that the Counter with him will use the situation to take down Dennis by abducting Aura or even hurting Aura.

Rich people, everywhere there must have haters who always and even openly want to overthrow or hurt Dennis.

After sitting comfortably in the plane, Dennis finally breathed a sigh of relief and didn't need to worry about dispersed journalists like bugs. But again with two bodyguards who are loyal to accompanying him but don't really care attention to his existence and keeping Dennis away.

About 20 hours had passed Dennis with different transits, finally, he arrived at Soekarno-Hatta airport.

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Today, suddenly someone contacted Aura's WhatsApp by chat asking to save the number.

Try to imagine that you are in Aura's position when you are confused by the stray number on WhatsApp suddenly asking to save the number.

Aura shook her head thinking that the sender would be suddenly asked to save her number without telling her who she was, which made Aura confused.

"Crazy, people are asked to save but they don't tell who it is on its profile and there is no more name, you crazy!" said Aura with an annoyed.

She ignored the number and better open her Instagram which has not been opened by her for a long time.

It took too long to playing Instagram, till she forgot that she had to go with her mom to share her wedding invitations.

"Sister..sister .." Called Rio while shaking Aura's body.

"What, sister?" Answered Aura with her eyes not turning away from her cellphone.

"Mommy's called for you!" Said Rio.

"Oh yes mom, wait." Said Aura.

Aura walked while looking down because she played on her Instagram and responded to her friends' comments.

Aura then puts her cellphone in her pouch and she happened to be wearing jeans.

"Come on, Mom." shouted Aura looking for her mother.

"Madame already outside, sis," said Aunt Lila.

Aura then turned the bow from the kitchen into the yard and found her mother who was talking with her private driver.

"Aura, let's go to a bakery!" Asked her mother, while getting into Aura's car.

Aura frowned with confusion at her mother's words.

This morning she talked about sharing the invitation card.- thought Aura.

She was shaking her head with her unstable mom. It's up to her mother to go wherever Aura can only do what she wants.

"The clothes, the building, the invitations, the catering, the rings, wedding organizer, what else?" said her mom.

"That's all mom." Said Aura.

"Be quiet! Stay focused on the road." Her mom told Aura.

Aura only grumbled at her mother's words. She just told that everything was finished, but she got sprayed with her mother, what a fate.

"Oh yeah!" said her mom as she was tapping the cab of the car and Aura started blushing. Luckily it didn't make an accident.

"Destinations for the honeymoon!" Said Anni.

"What? Destinations for the honeymoon? There's a need to spend money." Said Aura.

"It's ok, it's good to let me get your grandchildren hurriedly. Anyway, it doesn't matter. Whatever the cost, it's pay by for mommy, daddy, Marista, and Mario." replied Aura's Mom.

"What? Grandchildren?! But it's ok to add to my vacation destination." Said Aura.

It didn't feel like the Aura car finally arrived at the bakery. It turned out the bakery was owned by the Dennis family, or rather Marista.

After ordering Aura's wedding cake, her mother rushed home, as it was already 5 p.m.

Dennis saw his room chat with Aura which was only seen or read by Aura. It's tragic Dennis's fate, is this how it feels just to see the chat from someone?. Annoyed, yes Dennis is very upset because the message is only read by Aura. But, back to Dennis, he also often reads other people's messages because he thinks it's not important, could this be karma? I don't know, Dennis is confused.

Dennis is just like a teenager, grumpy because he doesn't get a reply, even though Aura's WhatsApp appears online.

Rather than being annoyed by himself, Dennis slept to rest his tired body so that tomorrow he would be refreshed.

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