I Married The Beast Commander, Not His Match Chapter 11

I Married The Beast Commander, Not His Match Chapter 11

I looked down at the document in my hands.

I was quiet for a long time.

Then I looked up.

“Five percent isn’t enough.”

Gideon paused. “What?”

“I want ten.”

Gideon looked into my eyes.

He smiled.

[HAHAHA, the FL is RUTHLESS.]

[Queen of knowing her leverage.]

[ML rn: this woman is everything.]

“Okay.”

“…You’re really giving me that?”

“I am.”

He took the document back, amended the figure, initialed the change, and handed it over.

“I’d give you everything.”

I stared at the new number.

My breath caught.

Gideon leaned down and kissed me.

This time, I let him.

[AHHHHH, I’M DYING. This is so sweet!!]

[Did the grovel arc actually WORK??]

[Wait, no, the ML still hasn’t made it official!]

[Next chapter better get spicy, I’m just saying!!]

¡Hahahaha, y’all are thirstier than I am.]

The sun sank low behind the property.

Our shadows stretched long across the dirt.

Somewhere behind us, the lambs were bleating, and the rows of green crops bent softly in the

breeze.

[This story should be renamed “How to Win Back Your Man with Livestock and Crops”.]

Gideon refused to leave the farmhouse.

“Your house is over there.”

“This is home now.”

He rolled a suitcase straight through the front door.

“You take the bed. I’ll take the couch.”

I looked at him.

The empire’s top Pack commander, crammed onto my beat-up couch. His legs hung over the end.

“Suit yourself.”

The next morning, the animals woke me again.

I pushed the door open. Gideon was already in the yard.

He was crouched in front of the pens with a bucket of feed, a flock of young lambs nudging his

boots.

“What are you doing?”

“Feeding the lambs.”

“…Do you know how?”

“I watched you do it.”

I walked over and looked.

Way too much feed. The water trough was facing the wrong way.

I crouched down and fixed it.

Gideon watched from beside me, his wolf ears pricked forward and attentive.

“Audrey.”

“Yeah?”

“I’ll be here every day to help.”

“Don’t you have a job?”

“I’ll come after.”

I didn’t say anything.

He meant it.

Over the next few days, he showed up at the property every evening, right after work.

He’d swap his uniform for work clothes.

Fed the livestock, watered the plants, pulled weeds.

He was terrible at all of it, and completely sincere.

[The ML is totally gone for her this time, huh.]

[The mighty commander is now a farmhand lmao.]

[Love makes you stupid, and I am HERE for it.]

One afternoon, Julian showed up.

He stood at the edge of the property, watching Gideon crouch between the rows, yanking weeds.

He smiled.

“Well. This is a sight.”

Gideon looked up, his jaw tight.

“What do you want?”

“Business.”

Julian turned to me.

“Contract’s ready. Want to sign today?”

“Let’s do it.”

Gideon stood and stepped in front of me.

“She’s not signing with you.’

Julian didn’t blink. “It’s Audrey’s land. Her decision.”

I looked at Gideon.

“Move.”

Gideon didn’t budge.

“Gideon.”

He clenched his jaw and stepped aside.

Julian handed me the contract.

I read through it carefully.

Everything matched what we’d discussed. A fifty-fifty split on ownership and management.

I signed my name.

Julian took the signed contract and smiled.

“Looking forward to working together.”

“Same here.”

Gideon stood off to the side, looking ready to snap someone’s neck.

[The ML’s jealousy is OFF THE CHARTS again.]

[She’s just signing a business contract with the second ML. Is it really that serious??]

[His possessiveness is actually insane, though.]

After Julian left, Gideon walked up to me.

“You really have to work with him?”

“He’s the wealthiest man in the empire and the only one with actual agritourism experience. If not him, then who?”

“Me.”

I looked him in the eye.

“Do you know how to farm?”

Gideon said nothing.

“Can you write a business plan?”

Still nothing.

“Do you know how to run an agritourism business?”

He had no answer for that either.

“Then there’s your answer.”

I turned to go feed the livestock.

Gideon stood there, fists tight at his sides.

That night, Gideon disappeared for an hour.

He came back with a stack of books.

I leaned in to see the titles.

Modern Farm Management. Organic Agriculture in Practice. The Agritourism Operations Guide.

“What are you doing?”

“Studying.”

Gideon cracked open the first book with the same intensity he brought to tactical briefings.

I watched him for a moment, and a laugh slipped out before I could stop it.

Gideon looked up, caught off guard.

“You’re laughing.”

“Yeah.”

“You haven’t done that in a long time.”

I looked away.

“Just read your book.”

[AHHHH, I can’t handle this. It’s TOO CUTE.]

[The ML is literally studying agriculture for her.]

[This isn’t a grovel arc anymore. This is a full character transformation.]