The Billionaire's Contract Wife

2: A deal

Roman's POV

I was shocked when I saw the host drag a half naked young lady to the center of the stage. When Bernard had convinced me to go on an outing with him because I was ‘too stuck up’ I had not expected something like this.

We had gone to some shady underground location and the whole place robbed me the wrong way. Bernard had told me that we were attending a special auction.

“And just in time you’ll see our first piece of the day. A fine lady with a body ripe for acquisition. She is just 20years old and has a nice rare combination of red hair and green eyes. The bidding starts at $100,000!” The host said enthusiastically.

What?! I couldn’t believe that they were actually selling another human being. I turned to Bernard beside me, he had a stupid grin on his face.

“Bernard what the f**k is this?!” I ask him.

“Relax Roman, it’s just something that happens underground occasionally.” Bernard tried waving the matter of.

“You do know that k********g and selling a girl into s*****y is a crime right?” I ask him, clearly something must be wrong with his head.

“There wasn’t any k********g, it was completely volunteer work. Just think of it as hiring a maid or something. Besides there are powerful Mafia bosses running this gig, I wouldn’t try f*****g it up if I were you.” Bernard warned me.

I fumed inside, I couldn’t believe that he would get down to this. By now the bidding had already started around me and I thought about my options. I definitely couldn’t just watch this girl get sold into s*****y. The whole situation is disgusting to me.

“Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars!” Someone close shouts.

I turn, shocked. It was Bernard.

“Are you f*****g serious Bernard!?” I ask him.

“Relax, ever since that b***h Hailey broke up with me I’ve been looking for a girl that I wouldn’t have to spend a fortune on.” Bernard replies.

Bernard and I weren’t exactly close friends but we were well acquainted. I had never seen this side of him though.

The host called Bernard to come and take the ‘merchandise’ off the stage. He pushed past me and walked off. I was completely fuming but decided to keep my cool, I could handle Bernard later. It might not be a good idea to mess with the mafia right now.

The crowd was rowdy right then but the voice of some random man rang clear from it. “Let’s see her t**s!” He shouted with a laugh.

I glared at the man but my attention was immediately turned as I saw Bernard compiling to the request. This was definitely the breaking point for me.

I stood up from my chair and walked to the stage as the girl tried fighting off Bernard. Bernard swung his hand back to give a hit but I caught it.

“What?” Bernard asked as he turned back to see who it was.

“Get off Roman, she’s mine.” Bernard says confidently. I hold his hand tight as I glance at the girl.

Our eyes lock. She looks at me, defiant. I’m intrigued by her as she manages to carry her head high and give such an expression even in this kind of situation.

I’m a decisive man, I make my decision without hesitation.

“One million dollars.”

The crowd falls silent as I make my bid. Bernard looks at me with shock as I easily raise his bid by fourfold.

“She is mine now.” I tell him as I shove his hand away.

I take the girl by her hands and walk to the host for the keys to her chains. After unlocking her chains I tell her that she’s following me home and we leave the room.

Before leaving I make the wore transfer to the host’s account. This takes sometime and the girl just stands beside me, quiet. I wonder about her story.

We finally finish this and the obvious next step was getting her something to wear. I ask around and we get a private room in the underground arena.

I let her in to get dressed and she takes longer than normal.

I knock on her door to find out what’s wrong but she doesn’t answer me. Alarmed, I force the door open only to see her sitting quietly on the bed in room.

“Oh, sorry about that.” I tell her, unsure what the matter. I walk towards her. “What’s wrong?” I ask, she was already dressed.

She turns to me and I see the tears in her eyes. I lean closer to her, “What’s…”

Slap!

I was suddenly interrupted as she slapped me.

“Get away from me! I’m not an object and I won’t be your s*x slave!” She screams at me in a hysterical voice. I’m shocked, I would never do something like that. I am also strangely impressed by her fire.

“Sorry, I think we have a misunderstanding here. I would never do something like that and I’m not interested in you in such a way. I simply couldn’t stand back and watch what was happening, I had to help somehow.” I reassured her.

The girl doesn’t reply at first, I wonder whether she believed me.

“Alright, let’s try this again. The way we met wasn’t exactly ideal. My name is Roman, Roman Thaddeus. Nice to meet you.” I stretch my hand for a hand shake reflexively, a habit I got from multiple business meetings. Too late I realize that’s it’s a little inappropriate for this situation.

The girl doesn’t reach out to shake it but the thing that really shocks me is when I don’t notice any sign of recognition in her face as I tell her my name. She looks at me with a hard discerning gaze.

“I’m Hannah.” She finally says

I’m relieved that she is finally talking to me calmly.

“Please let me go.” She says in a quiet voice.

I stop for a second, it was strange but I suddenly couldn’t imagine leaving this girl to fend for herself. I guessed that I had grown some kind of attachment to her.

“Yeah I wish it were that simple but I spent way too much on you and I can’t just let you go, unless you could pay me back somehow.” I shrug, action nonchalant.

I was obviously lying. The money I spent is nothing to me but Hannah doesn’t know this apparently.

She seems to seriously contemplate on this, I doubt she could repay me one million dollars.

“I’m sorry but I can’t pay back a million dollars.” Hannah says looking down cast.

“Then I guess I can’t let you go.” I say.

“Can you ask for a refund of your money and give me to that other man?” Hannah asks. She looks like she is making a difficult decision.

“What? Why would you want to do that.” I’m lost as to why she would want that.

“Well maybe I could find a way to pay back his money but I definitely can’t pay yours back, probably not in my lifetime. I’m not interested in being your s*x slave.” Hannah says and turns a defiant gaze towards me.

“Wow. Why are you here anyway. Bernard told me that it’s voluntary. Where you kidn*pped? If you were I could definitely use that.” I ask her, impressed by her strong will once again.

“No. I wasn’t kidnapped.” A sad expression creeps unto Hannah’s face.

“My Father forced me into this. He threatened me that he would sell my sister instead if I didn’t agree with him. He needed a quick way to get money and pay his debts after he finally went bankrupt.” Hannah said.

“What! Your own father?” I’m flabbergasted.

“Yes and I have to get a buyer unless my Dad will just sell my sister. He’s been treating us badly for years and even blaming my sister for Mom’s death but ever since he finally went bankrupt he became much worse.” Hannah says.

I’m speechless. How could someone’s own father do that to her. If I could get my hands on that man I would smash his face in, I will definitely look into that later. Right now I needed to think of a way out of this peculiar situation, I definitely couldn’t let Hannah call into Bernard’s hands.

I thought for a while and finally came up with an idea. A peculiar idea for a peculiar situation.

“Hannah, I have an idea.” Hannah looked up at me in anticipation.

“Will you marry me?”

Hannah looks shocked at my proposal and the only thing she can say is, ‘What?’.

I smile at her.

“Hear me out, if you get married to me then you won’t have to be in an undignified position as we live together. You’ll come work for me and I’ll even cut your debt, I can handle some of the money I spent on you. After the contract ends you are free to divorce me and I’ll let you go. We’ll get it all signed in a Prenup.”

“My dignity?” Hannah asks.

“Yes, you’re worth more than just living with a man like a slave and if we get married then I can protect you and your sister from your father. What do you think?” I say.

Hannah looks conflicted but desperate. After a few seconds she finally gave in.

“Alright I’ll do it.” Hannah says.

I feel pleased with my self for pulling it off. I didn’t really understand why I had gotten such a crazy idea anyway but I would definitely keep my promises.

Hannah gets ready and we leave the underground arena. Hannah and I both walk to my car but I’m shocked to see a familiar face.

I feel Hannah stiffen besides me.

It’s Bernard, we had both come here in the same car. Bernard is fuming and faces me.

“Look who decided to f*****g show up. Why did you pull one off on me like that.” Bernard says as he walks closer to me.

“So what are you going to do with that bitch.” Bernard asks angrily as he gestures at Hannah.

I push him back.

“Don’t call her a b***h. If you try hitting her again then I’ll rearrange your face Bernard.” I tell him.

Bernard backs off a little. “So you’re choosing this b***h over me?”

“Don’t call her that again. You better respect her.” I pull Hannah closer to me. “She’s to be my bride soon.”

Bernard’s mouth opens in disbelief.

I take Hannah in my arms and walk pass Bernard to my car. With that we both get seated and drive off, leaving the angry Bernard back there with no means of transportation.