Taming my contracted husband

Contract proposal

" Kiana Thompson " Ryan says from the front passenger's seat. I should be surprised he knows my full name but I'm not. Not even in the least way.

" You will be my wife "

" Wait what?? " I ask him. He must be joking. Who the heck does he think I am?

" You heard me right " he affirms. He is staring ahead and there's nothing in the road. The rain is relentless.

" You're wrong bro " I stare out and the looks he gives me makes me almost laugh.

" Bro?" He asks. I love his accent. For someone so good-looking, he is quite an awful person.

" I don't need you as a wife. I need a contract wife and you'll fit the part "

" I'm not interested " I bluntly reply.

" I'm sure you wouldn't want to go back there "

Ugh!!! I definitely do not want to end up back there.

" You paid my bail?" I ask, already knowing the answer. He didn't just pay my bail, he bribed the officials to grant me bail. I doubt if there's bail for murders.... Yeah murders.

" Maybe " he replies. I owe him my whole life for that kind of gesture.

" Your debt won't pay itself "

My debt!! s**t! I have one more month to pay for the debt Daniel left me to bear.

" How long will it last?" I ask and he smiles but for a few seconds. He has a pretty smile though .

" Three years "

" Too much... "

" It's not "

" It is too much. I can't "

" The pay is worth it "

" How much? "

" 25 million dollars plus cleared debt "

I bite my lips, I really don't want to accept this offer but it's tempting. It's really tempting !!

" Deal ?"

" We will have to consider the rules of the marriage first. "

He nods. He is very picky with words and prefers to not use them as much as I do.

We pull up at a not-so-fancy restaurant. The building is not large and you can see the amount of people in it. There are about 15 people,mostly old couples. Ryan's driver steps down from the car and walks into the building. He comes out a few minutes later and walks to Ryan's side of the car. He whispers something into Ryan's ear and the opens the door. They untie me,I really don't see the need to tie me. It's not like I can runaway. The rain has reduced and we step into the cafe. We walk towards the backdoor and we step into a secluded room. It's better than the actual store and I mean it. The place is quite small but it's filled with beautiful designs. It's black themed and God knows I love black. I stare at the paintings on the wall.

" Why?" I ask, perplexed and confused.

" Let's say, I know you more than you've known me "

" I barely know you " I reply, touching the painting. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful. This painting of me is beautiful.

" For now " he says and takes a seat. His bouncers leave the room , we're alone together. I try not to seem excited but my heartbeat is twice it's normal rate. I should hate him but I'm rather excited to be alone with him.

He brings out a sheet of paper from the box behind him.

" I didn't think there would be an actual contract "

" There is " he replies and hands me a pen.

" Rules first " I say. He drops the pen on the table and shows me five lines. There's a title on it .

" Rules "

I grab my own and I stare writing.

" 1. Never ever hit me.

2. Do not fall in love with me . ( I feel this rule is ridiculous though. )

3. Avoid being overprotective .

4 . Monthly allowance =

$50.

5. Be nice to my family " I drop the pen and I stare at my rules. I smile, trying to hide my laughter because the rules are really funny. The only actual rule there is number 1. The rest are just for fun. I hand him the paper and he stares at my rules. He releases a little smile and takes the pen. He writes a short sentence then hands the paper to me. I stare at the rule and I smile. I definitely agree with his rule . " Do not get pregnant " this is his only rule. I don't want children and even if I did, he wouldn't be my choice of a father.

I sign and the edge and he does so too. We both get up and he extends his hands out for a handshake. I hug him instead and I feel his body tense up. I'm definitely going to make this unbearable for him once he pays my debt.

" There's just one more thing we need to do " he says and walks out. I walk behind him and into his car.

A few minutes later and arrive at the place I dread the most. Oh no!! I'd rather die than walk in there. Ryan steps down and so does his bouncers. They hold the door open for me and I stare at them. My legs refuses to move and I stare at them, scared. I can't go in there. I'm risking my life by going there. It's too dangerous.