The Billionaire's Temporary Bride

A Taste Of Secrets

My hands trembled as I received an admission from the university I had always dreamed of. University of Texas.

I swallowed down tears that were trying to run down.

I can't believe I would ever be able to get admitted into that kind of school.

My hands itched I needed to find way to show how happy I was.

I stood up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen.

Having a kitchen and going out to eat. Weird.

I began to get the ingredients ready.

I need to get to set the table before he returns.

" Welcome back." I said smiling from one side to the other.

" You've no right to watch this." He said putting off the TV.

My heart skipped a beat. I was just enjoying the moment.

And now he's trying to disrupt it.

" Why would you do that?"

He ignored my question and walked up the stairs.

I followed him up and pushed open the door to his room.

" You aren't staying here tonight. " I heard him say.

" Why! I thou....."

" Don't act like you don't know the rule. "

I snapped my fingers. " I'm tired of your uncomfortable rules."

" Then leave."

I took in a breath.

I was supposed to thank him for the admission and not argue with him.

" I..I..I'm grateful...for the admission." I stammered.

He didn't bother to reply me as usual.

My eyes traced his steps into the bathroom. He was really terrible.

The moment he walked in I heard his phone beep.

Curiosity got the better side of me.

I walked up to the phone and picked it up without thinking.

My heart shivered immediately I read the message.

" What the hell." The phone slipped down my hands.

I held my chest and sat on the bed. What's going on.

" What are you doing near my bed?" I didn't realise he was out of the bathroom.

My lips trembled. I rose up to my feet.

Suddenly he stopped talking and sniffed.

" Are you cooking something. "

I froze. If course I was. I flung open the door and ran down the stairs into the kitchen.

The atmosphere was drastic but I was glad the meal wasn't all burnt.

My hands shivered as I set the table. I couldn't forget the message.

" Set?" I heard him say as he walked down the stairs.

My eyes widened in shock. I thought we were both in a difficult situation few minutes ago.

Perhaps older women were right. A meal is the key to a man's heart.

" Yes." I replied softly.

He drew out a chair and sat.

His expression changed the moment I opened the plates.

" My favourite. " He said with a smile.

I drew out a chair and sat on the other edge of the table.

" Thank you for granting my wish of returning back to school." I said.

He shrugged and continued with the meal.

I could guess he was enjoying the meal.

" Do you know who I miss most." He said breaking the silence.

" Who?"

" My twin sister."

" You have a twin sister?"

" No. I had a twin sister. "

" You had? What happened to her."

He blinked and moved his gaze away from me.

" I shouldn't have talked about her."

I slightly nodded.

" She was the only person I wasn't bored being with." He said.

" And why did you talk about her."

" Maybe because you remind me of her."

My heart raced. " How?"

" Your meal, your courage, your concentration, your smile, your beauty, everything remind me of her."

I took in a deep breath and nodded in expectant of what he had to say.

" And do you know the major thing you remind me of her."

" What?"

" Her smile. She had this perfect smile just like you."

" Then I must say you got your beautiful smile from her."

" No she got it from me. " He said.

" She got it from you? "

" Yes I once had that perfect smile people talk about. I was cool, calm and loving."

" So what happened? "

" Her death happened, Clara. "

I stared at him. He looked dejected and really confused.

He was really pouring out his mine to me.

I needed to find ways to let him forget about her for now.

A smile escaped my cheeks. " You know my name?"

" Of course why won't I. " He replied calm.

" But you've never called me that."

" Same goes to you. "

" I don't know what to call you. Is it Sir Adrian, Boss Adrian, Husband Adrian. I don't know. "

" You should have tried one before you make that excuse."

" Alright, Boss Adrian. "

" No I'm fine with Adrian."

" Adrian? That sounds odd."

" Just call me that, Clara."

" Alright fine."

A smile surfaced his cheeks. He kept quiet focusing on my face.

" If there's one thing I'd need in a woman. That should be her care. "

I shrugged.

" And I see that in you. "

My hands shivered. " We're in a contract marriage." I quickly added.

" Yes I know a contract marriage indeed."

He stood up from his chair and walked towards me.

My heart raced. " What are you trying to do."

He bent down at my front. " What does it look like to you."

I could hear the hard beat of his heart.

" Can I kiss you?"

My heart hitched. " I...I.."

He gaze fell to my lips..he looked at me for permission and when I slightly moved my head.

His lips melted into mine. His kiss showed nothing but urge and need.

My lips parted finding it way responding to his kiss.

I needed to stop but my body wanted more.

I became anxious the moment he suddenly stopped.

Maybe he just remembered the meaning of a contract marriage.

But I was wrong he drew me in again and kissed me like we were in for a kissing competition

This time it was sweeter, better and perfect than the former.