Chapter 19

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Casper "I have rules." I didn't expect less from her as I leaned back in my chair, a small smirk forming on my lips. I had half expected her not to show up. The woman was different, and got on my nerves. Not in the way that made me mad, but in the way that made me want to tie her up and kiss her to submission. The moment she had walked through the restaurant doors, I had almost choked on my wine. For someone who had called to emphasise she was here to discuss business, she had gone all out. Her hair was pulled into a high, sleek ponytail, giving her facial features the sharpness they needed. Her lips were painted a sinful red that made me want to kiss her and suck on them. The black dress she wore was equally sinful. Long so it reached her calf, but so sheer it left so little to the imagination. There was an inner dress of some sort that started a half inch where I knew her ripples were, and stopped just above her mid thigh. And those heels.... "I would be suspicious if you did not have any." I said, adjusting my legs as my c**k pressed hard and uncomfortably against my pants. Leah leaned in, causing the top of her breasts to press more against the sheer material. "As you should. But first, what exactly do you gain, from marrying me?" She had asked when I had proposed earlier, and I had did a sloppy job evading the question and giving vague answers. Now though, I saw no point in evading it anymore, if she was already considering it. "Well, for starters, I would like to be known as more than just the most eligible bachelor in the country." I drawled, picking up my wine glass. "And, let's just say, marrying you will do a lot of good amongst my family. I promise I am tired to being asked the same question over and over again, and being pushed to go on endless blind dates. It gets to a point, you know." I finished and took a sip of wine, suddenly needing something stronger. Leah narrowed her eyes at me like she was accessing me to knownif I was being honest with her. "I don't know, but having countless women fall at your feet for being the most eligible bachelor seems like an enjoyable problem." she said wryly, making me chuckle. A smile graced her lips and I was slightly enthralled at how much more beautiful she looked, smiling. "I prefer to do the picking." I shrugged and placed my glass down. Her eyes fell to the glass as she straightened in her seat. "Yeah, just like you like to decide if it's a one night stand or not." A tiny moment of silence stretched after she spoke, and for a brief moment, I thought I saw her eyes darken, but I could be wrong as it disappeared instantly. "Okay then. Rules." her expression went serious. "Contrary to what you may think, I still standing by my earlier decision of what we had, being a one night stand. Which means, it will never happen again." I maintained a calm facade, not really surprised at her words. In fact, I knew it was coming. Women like Leah were stubborn to the end, and it took a lot of patience to crack down on their walls. I wouldn't be surprised that our one night stand as she called it, had happened on one of those few occasions, when she had her walls down. And I was going to change it. I had a full month. "We would treat this as a business transaction, which is what it is. I help you fend off your eager female fans and your family, and in turn, like you offered, you help my family's company." I nodded quietly, noting she was not done. "Also, we can do outdoor appearances, which would be expected, considering how high your are in society, but indoors, we love separately. So separately, that you can have lovers discreetly, as I wouldn't expect you to go a whole year without a woman." Thankfully, she was seated across from me, in a restaurant that had a fee other couples present. If we were alone, nothing would have stopped me from putting her over my lap and spanking her bare ass until it was red and hot, for even imagining I would want to bring other women into our home, and going as far as saying it. "Just to let you know, I would not be having lovers, and neither can you. For the one year you are my wife, you are my wife in every way possible, princess. I would not touch another woman, and I would not have another man lay a finger on what is mine."
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