Veronica Bilson sits on the floor, her eyes staring up at TV as her mind is thinking about earlier in school. Gibson confessed himself that he is not a married man neither all this shit is true at all.

She feels something is not right when she looks into his eyes. Her hand reached the glass of wine, drinking it.

Was it true Gibson hadn't married or he was married and intended not to tell anyone about it. She must find the truth, digging his big secret and why he's been keeping that for himself.

After all she will share his secret to the public and Belle is going to hell. Still she doesn't know Belle is his wife.

What the principal thought about Veronica was right, she will do anything for having Gibson. If she finds the truth about Gibson and Belle that is good news for her, she will threaten him and hurt Belle.

The power she can have is, "Urgh!"

Veronica Bilson slammed her fist on the carpet floor. She began to drink the wine straight from the bottle rather than a glass.

How should she find information about Ferhat Warren a.k.a Victor Gibson.

Her eyes searched for her cellphone, dialing the number, the person that could help her to get the information she wanted.

"Hello?"

"Are you still on the case? If you are not, I want you to do me a favor".

"What did you get for me?"

"I'll send the details. I need information. I don't care what it takes, you do your job". They are silent until the caller responds to her back. "Good. Call me and I want to know anything about it".

Veronica ends the call, forwarding the picture of Gibson she got inside her gallery cellphone by taking the picture privately without Gibson noticing.

Through this, soon she will know who Ferhat Warren a.k.a Victor Gibson was. She can't wait for that to happen.

"You'll see, Ferhat I will do anything just to get you in my life. I get what I want and you cannot escape from me".

Belle spends her time at home on weekends doing some chores she likes to do especially inside the kitchen, while Gibson cuts piles of wood inside the barn.

He noticed a van approaching the house. He stops cutting the piles, watching the van parking in front of the house, the men greet.

"Are you Mr. Warren?"

"I am". Gibson walks to the van guy. "TV?" The van men nod. "Asli! Come out here look what I bought for you".

He hears feet running inside through the door. She swung the door open, panting. "Look? I bought you a TV, is there a cable?" he asked the men.

"We can install that for you". Gibson nods and smiles. The men spoke, "Nice house. I remember this house belonged to an elderly man whose name I don't remember. He'd move out with his children. Don't I know if he is still alive or not".

Gibson snorts, letting the men bring the TV inside the house. He smiles beside Belle.

"55' inches. Is that screen enough for you?" ask Gibson to Belle. "You could fit inside the TV if you want".

Belle turned to him annoyed, he never stopped smiling. He reached her elbow walking back inside the house. The men set up the TV with cable installation, after a moment the TV is ready to watch.

"The TV is already set with the cables and ready to watch Mr. Warren please sign here and enjoy your day". The men smiled then took off.

Gibson closes the door, Belle reaches the remote and starts to watch. He stood behind the couch where she sat.

"What a... beautiful color. It's been like never seeing a TV before". he said with awe. "For you my darling".

Belle nodded. "Thank you. Now I can watch my Telenovela". He frowned.

"You like Telenovela?"

Belle nodded her head, "Not really. I love Türkiye drama series. It's fun actually".

"What about the American series? Don't you like it"

"Well, we enjoy that too but I much prefer the Türkiye series".

Gibson took a seat across her, his eyes to her. "You like Türkiye? Okay, the series or the actor". he sounds jealous. "Tell me!"

"The actor!" She didn't hesitate and was excited as she answered. Her face blushed. "Have you watched one of the Türkiye series?"

Gibson shook no, she spoke back. 'Sıyaz Beyaz Ask' is my favorite series. Ferhat Aslan and Aslı Cınar the main characters. Oh my God I just realized our fake names are the same".

"Really?" Gibson looked annoyed.

Belle nodded, "Where did you get those names if you hadn't watched the Türkiye series".

"I don't know. It's pop-up out of my head. So I chose the name. So you rather chose Ferhat Aslan over me because he is more charming than me".

Belle grinning, more blushed of her face had shown. Her face is now red like a tomato. Gibson's face is red too in anger after he hears his wife chose the actor rather than her own husband.

"Well of course I will choose Ferhat Aslan. Oh my Gosh! Those masculine (she bites the bottom of her lips as she closes her eyes) are so sexy. I dare!"

Gibson's face is red after hearing this. Belle laughs. "You cannot blame me, most people in Türkiye are the most beautiful and handsome".

"So you claimed that. Okay". sighs. "Okay. If you say so".

Gibson walked behind her then slipped his hand inside the back of the couch pulling out something. Then he sat across from her again.

"Here. Open it ". He handed the box wrapped to Belle. She reached it without opening it. "Since you need it".

Belle studies the wrapped. "What is it?" gently she unwrapped the box, as she finished she looked up at him.

"I've told you. Something you might need in your life".

It was a brand new cellphone Gibson gave her as a present after the TV. She unlocked the screen.

"Okay urmm... thanks. I really appreciate this". She wiped her tears. "Can I call my parents through this?"

He nod yes, "The device is easily detected. Your number is connected to mine. If you make a phone call, it alerts me and I will know who you talk to. No one can track us down here through this cell phone. We're safe.

"But? I know this is personal between your friends' conversation, just don't let it get over you. Understand?"

Belle nod yes, "Don't get too excited so fast. Each one of your conversations were recorded and I played it back. So there is no way you can keep the conversation in private".

"Even I talk about s*x with my friends?" he nodded his head. "That is disgusting!"

Gibson, smirking, said. "You get what you want, Baby. Let's watch your Türkiye series shall we? I would love to know more about it".

Later. Belle received a text from Natasha as she was excited that Belle had her own cellphone. Of course Belle had kept their phone number on her notepad.

Natasha asks Belle out if she had free time this evening. Movie night with the group. From Gibson cellphone he read the text as Belle texting her back.

"So you read my text". ask Belle to Gibson. "Can I go out?" Gibson just stared at her without an answer. "I promise I will behave. I'm not a monkey that you can cage me in here eating bananas".

He didn't answer, "Please?" she begs for him. "I suddenly forget what age I Am. Now, I realize I'm still in sixteen and I need friends beside my husband".

He sat silently, Belle growled. "It's just a movie. I didn't ask much but this". Gibson then walks to the kitchen. "Unbelievable!"

She follows him wherever he goes. She just needs one simple answer out of his lips. That's all.

"Fine! I'm not going". Belle is about to text Natasha but Gibson stops her. Her eyes were up to him.

He smiled. "I'll pick you at ten. If you're late, call me". Her face lifted up, she hugged him tightly around the waist. Gibson gives her a kiss.

"It breaks my heart if I stop you from having fun with your friends. Go on. You deserve this and do behave".

At five or six in the evening. Gibson and Belle arrive at the town. He parked the truck aside the road while waiting for the group to show up. His eyes wandered around then he saw the group approach his truck.

They stood outside the passenger seat truck where Belle's at. They smile. "Hi!"

"Respect. It's Mr. and Mrs. Warren". said Natasha.

Gibson was shocked as soon he noticed Natasha exactly looked like Emma, the girl he killed for. Why didn't he notice at first?

"Evening. What kind of movie are you guys watching tonight?" ask Gibson.

"Well, Mr. Warren is definitely not a romantic movie. We love Sci-fi, Action, Comedy, Documentary, Horror and so on. Depends what kind of movie they put on the counter screen. We chose that".

He nodded with a smile. Natasha spoke back. "She is safe with us, Mr. Warren, don't worry".

"I trust you groupies. Behave. Thank you for not telling people about our marriage. I really appreciated it".

The group nod with welcome, Belle out of the truck then smiling at Gibson. "I call you". He nodded before leaving the group alone.

"You know, Asli I bet his eyes are everywhere watching you". said Natasha grab Belle elbow, and they walk toward the counter ticket.

Natasha was right about Gibson. He is watching. The time almost reaches eight-thirty, any moment the group will walk out from that door. Then they will have dinner at the McKenzie's.

Gibson went to the nearest bar with his own time while waiting. He took a seat and placed the order with peanuts.

"Thank you". he smiled. "Ms. Bilson?" he looked over his shoulder. "It's nice to see you tonight".

She smile, takes a seat. "How did you know it was me?"

"Your perfume, Ms. Bilson, don't tell me no one recognizes that smell". he smiled again. "So I know it comes from you".

She chuckles, and orders Martini. "What an extraordinary thing. Please call me Veronica".

"So mine, Ferhat".

She smiled, "What are you doing in here, Ferhat?" she asked. "A handsome man who doesn't have a date alone inside this bar. Looking for someone".

"It's the weekend. Is where I spend my life". Gibson turned to her. "What about you? Waiting to kiss a frog then turn it into a Prince Charming".

"Same as you are. Weekend. I just got back from the bookstore which is owned by my dear friend. I'll take a look at some interesting books and buy it".

The bartender pushed her glass of Martini, she reached and drank it. "Being pregnant was tough".

"Excuse me?"

"My friend. She invited me for baby showers. She is already tired and sleepy before the baby is born. What do you think?"

Gibson snorted, he said. "I am not a woman. So if you ask me the opinion I cannot say. If I had a wife, surely I would understand, yes it's tough".

Wonder if Belle gets pregnant. He thought. "Why do you ask? You're a woman should you know better than me". chuckles. She suddenly laid her hand on top of his laps, he stared at it.

"If I wanted to get pregnant. I'll make sure that baby is coming from the man I love. We adults here, Ferhat there is no way of being embarrassing".

He smiled, "Good for you. That man is lucky". He shoved her hand gently away from his laps. He looked at the time. "I should go. I don't want to be drunk while driving".

"You are not even drinking tonight, Ferhat, just the water from the tap".

He pushed the chair and paid the bills. "Exactly!" he wink at her, walking out from the bar. Like he cares she was there in the bar and talked with him.

He takes a look at the time for the last time then gets inside the truck and drives away.

"Thank you for bringing, Asli for us, Mr. Warren". said Virginia. "If we want to go out again, can we ask Asli for another time?"

"Yes. As long as all of you behave and are not involved in any kind of danger. I am the one who should say thank you to all of you for making my wife have a great day tonight".

Belle blushed as he said that. The boys were smirking. "You guys need a ride? There's plenty of room on the back of my truck".

The group shook no, "Donald is driving and thanks, Mr. Warren, we are actually heading to the amusement park after this. Next time we invite Asli to go there but not tonight it seems you need your wife the most. Take time".

"Ah. Thank you. Yeah. I let my wife know if she wants to go, of course she wants to. The truth is well I just bumped into your ballet school teacher, Ms. Bilson inside the bar. If you guys see her, let's say you on your own".

"Okay. We understand that. If we saw her drunk while walking on the street. She's the ballet she won't drink".

Gibson nodded his head, eyes to Belle. Seems she wanted to go with them, he got an idea.

"How about all of us going to the park together tonight?". Belle quickly turns to him, he smiles. "Why not? Still early and still on the weekend".

"Really? But we got our own transports let say you follow us behind, Mr. Warren since you both are new in town how's that". said Rosie. Gibson nodded. "Okay. It's on!"

Gibson watches the group running toward the car which Ronald is driving. He follows them behind. Belle eyes to Gibson. "Why do you do that?" she asked.

"For you". Gibson turns to her then smiles. "I will do anything for my wife, for you my dear".

Later. The door burst. A night skinwalker named Belle heading her way upstairs, tired and sleepy after having her own fun at the park.

Gibson went to the kitchen without a word knowing his wife was tired as Hell. He poured orange juice inside the glass and drank as his mind went blank.

Rough night but fun.

Without a shower, Belle jumped on bed and fell asleep as soon her body touched the bed. Moments later, Gibson followed her steps. He laid beside her and slept without thinking about what would happen tomorrow first thing in the morning.

He will think that later.

"Why do I look fat in this picture!" shout Virginia. The boys look up. "I mean why am I fat? Look at others photos, Asli she looks so gorgeous in every picture".

Belle looked at the photo, she said. "I've never felt so alive as I am seeing this. Thank you guys this is so amazing!" Rosie leaned on her not wanting people around them to hear.

"Being a wife at such a young age of course you never felt alive. I admit that night was incredible because Asli's husband spent his money on his wife and us. Thanks to you".

Belle nods welcome. "I just can't wait for the new edition of yours and Mr. Warren to be introduced".

The group turned to Rosie, "What does that mean?" ask Scorpius. "You mean... a baby?" Rosie nod yes, "Asli and Mr. Warren. Baby?"

"How many times I had to repeat, Scorp! Of course, baby. They married, am I right? Asli haven't you checked lately. Your period".

Belle, checking on her small calendar she had kept inside her bed, shook her head. "My period it's fine".

"Are you sure? How long you've been married".

"I don't remember. Still I don't have any pregnancy symptoms. Am I?"

Virginia said, "My mom when she got pregnant with my younger brother, like you said. She never had any symptoms at all. Until she felt her body becoming heavier more and more. Not to mention how much food she ate. She will swallow me, my big brother and my dad if she can.

"Then the test came out positive. We're all dead!"

Natasha smiled, patted Belle's back body. "Whenever you try the test, Asli, I will show you how it works".

"Well you guys I don't feel I am".

Rosie frowned, "Are you both sexually active?"

"ROSE!" The group shouted at her. Everyone around them is looking. Rosie leaned on her back, smirking. "Come on, Rose, this is private. Disgusting if you try to find out. If Virginia asks this I don't mind. She loves older men".

The boys are laughing, Virginia bites her lips in anger. "It's very disgusting". said Marc Anthony as they laughed. "My lord. Y'all filthy!"

"Can't I imagine if Virginia and the principal were together, like together". Rosie eyed the group. "You guys know what I mean right".

Virginia leaned closer to Rosie, "My hearing is hundred percent clear to hear what you say, Rose very clear right in front of my face!" she gritted, "You guys had issues".

"No. Just you".

Not far from their table there is Veronica Bilson who heard. Not clearly of what she has been hearing still she can hear they mention Gibson name on every single each sentence of their conversation.

And why.