Nicole’s POV
“Where is everyone? Isn’t a five-star restaurant that is always filled, that you have to make a reservation in advance? Or even a month before?” I asked confused when Jericho and I entered the restaurant, with no one to be seen around, except for the staff and waiters.
“Welcome, Mr. Osborne. It’s a pleasure for us to serve you and your partner tonight.” The manager of the restaurant greeted us. Jericho kept a straight and cold expression and gave a curt nod to the manager.
“I am not to be disturbed at any cost unless I call you. And, as for the order, I want a portion of everything on the menu.” He ordered the manager and I looked at him shocked. Is he insane? Who is going to eat the whole menu? I was about to open my mouth to speak when his grip on my waist tightened, signaling me to stay quiet.
We were escorted to the VIP cabin present at the restaurant where the bottle of champagne and glasses were already placed. Jericho pulled out the chair for me like a gentleman and I rolled my eyes when he leaned closer to me from behind and whispered in my ear.
“I dare you to roll your eyes at me again and I swear, it won’t be the dinner getting served on this table but your ass for me to s***k until it is red with my hand prints on it.” He threatened and I gulped and clenched my legs shut at the same time. I know I should be scared of his threat but this idea aroused me. Yup, something is officially wrong with me. I am aware of the power of this man and how dangerous he is but instead of being scared of him, I am desiring him more.
“You are a bad girl, aren’t you? Getting aroused with the idea of me s******g you.” He whispered and nibbled on my ear lobe “So much for not wanting me.” He spoke and walked away, only to settle down in his place opposite me, so we were facing one another. He nodded at the staff and manager to leave, and they left, leaving us alone in the cabin.
“You didn’t need to order everything on the menu. I am not an elephant or something that is going to eat everything” I spoke as soon as we were alone while he was busy typing something on his phone.
“Who said that I have ordered this for you?” Jericho asked, “I have not ordered this for you, but for my child that we might have conceived after our last night session. I don’t want anything to happen to my baby at any cost.”
“Ugh! For God’s sake, there is no baby. How can you be so sure about that, huh?” I groaned in a not-so-lady manner making Jericho look at me with an arched brow.
“Didn’t your parents teach you some manners?” he asked “That groan was disgusting.”
“Oh, I can’t say about my shitty father but my mother raised me better, it is you, who is making things difficult for me, and guess what? I am the one to be blamed for it myself as I was the one who went to you for help and didn’t realize that I was throwing myself in the hell hole.” I snapped “ For f**k’s sake, I am not pregnant so stop saying that because it freaks the hell out of me.”
“Oh, trust me, you are pregnant because I trust on my swimmers.” He spoke in an arrogant tone and a grin that I really wanted to wipe out of his handsome-looking face. Damn it! Why does he have to be an asshole but at the same time so hot?
“You are an arrogant asshole,” I muttered loud enough for him to hear.
“Oh, that I am very well aware of but guess what? You are going to be getting married to this arrogant asshole on the 30th of this month.” He announced in a dominant tone and gave me a look that said I-am-not-into-the-mood-to-argue.
“Are you out of your mind? 30th is just one week away. I can’t marry you in a week or ever. You already have got a fiancé, the bride chosen for you, so why do you want to marry me?” I demand.
“Isn’t obvious? You could be, not let me rephrase, you are pregnant with my baby, and I can’t let it be born as illegitimate. Agree or not, you are getting married to me or else I will make sure that your mother doesn’t get the treatment she needs every week. She is a patient of cancer right? And, in serious need of money to get her treatment started?”
“Wait! What are you talking about?” this was shocking to me. My mother doesn’t have cancer “My mother is not a cancer patient or anything. If she was, she would have told me.”
“Looks like she didn’t want to worry you, but trust me, if she doesn’t get the right treatment on time, her cancer can get worse and she can end up losing her life. The choice is yours to make and besides, if you agree to marry me, I promise to take care of you and our child, I will take full responsibility and even pay your mother’s medical expenses so she can get her treatment started for the cancer.” Jericho announced as he leaned back to his chair, to give me his full attention with his eyes fixed on me.
“And, not just that, I will give you what you really came for. The revenge, right? You want to take revenge on Richard and Melissa, right? Or you are not interested in that anymore because a little birdie told me that he is going after the business, the company, and the wealth that originally belonged to your mother, snatched away by your bastard of a father.
Oh and yes, you wanted to make your father pay by getting back what rightfully belongs to your mother. Your father trusts Richard so much that he is going to get your stepsister to marry him and gift him the piece of wealth that belongs to you and your mother. I am sure you don’t want your ex-fiance and your stepsister to enjoy on that wealth, right? Your father pretends to be smart but in reality, he is a fool. Become my wife and I will make sure that you get everything back.”
“You could be wrong over here. How can you prove that my mother has got cancer and what makes you think that my dad is going to marry my stepsister to Richard, knowing that he is in love with Melissa? Nothing fits over here and how can I be so sure that you are not trapping me in your trap? That you are not playing any game with me?” I demanded when he did something on his phone and flashed me the screen that showed the medical history of my mother and indeed my mother was a patient of cancer.
“You trust me now?” he asked “As for your friend Melissa, she was a fool just like you to trust a man like Richard. He isn’t faithful to anyone. He doesn’t love Melissa or love you in the first place because the man is incapable of love. He is just a greedy bastard who wants nothing but to become the richest person alive by any means and do you know the reason why? Because he is f*****g jealous of me and wants to beat me up, but that i***t doesn’t know that, to beat me, he has to have a brain like me. I am always one step ahead of everyone.”
“Ok, even if I agree to do this, there is still a question that is bothering me,” I spoke.
“Ask,” he said in a heavy tone while pouring the glass of champagne for himself “Sorry, but you can’t have any.”
“For the last time, I am not pregnant so stop saying that.” I snapped and took deep breaths to calm myself down. This man is so f*****g infuriating.
“If it makes you feel better, then we are going to agree with that for now but trust me, one time is all it takes to get pregnant,” He said taking a sip of his drink “So, what was your question, little dove?” he asked in a husky tone with his gaze fixed on my neckline which was showing him a good amount of my cleavage.
I wanted to correct him that it’s not necessary to take only one time because there are so many couples out in the world who are having unprotected s*x many times, but failing to get pregnant, but I decided to stay silent as I didn’t want to argue on this uncomfortable matter beside there are many other important things that I need to know the answers to. For example like this:
“Why do you want to help me?” I asked “I mean, what are you getting out of this because no man holding a great power like you won’t help a woman unless he wants something in return? So, what do you want? And, why are you so hell-bent on marrying me when you can have any woman?” I demanded and waited for him to answer my question.