Hire A Groom

chapter 5

GROOM ON SUIT

On the third day just as the priest had ordered them, the two couples began getting dressed.

Melita stood opposite the mirror staring at the image opposite her.

Oops! The lady in a white gown with minor makeup on her face looked more beautiful than ever. She looked gorgeous and sweet.

Christina matched towards her circling her lips with lots of smiles. Her palm landed on her shoulder while she stared at her mistress through the mirror.

"Ma'am Carmelita is a goddess…" she uttered inwardly expressing happiness through her face. "I just wish she could accept a man in her life at least for this last time."

She rubbed her hair, was well dressed, and curled up to an admiring style.

"Ma'am, the bridal gown looks good on you. I can't just wait to set my eyes on the groom, I believe he will look so enticing just like you are…" Christina referred to her mistress.

Melita didn't say a word to that sentence, she had known her housekeeper to be a ridiculous type always wanting to see her utter a word about something she doesn't desire.

Though the lady has been her source of happiness in times of sorrow, and she has never remorse on employing her for once.

She had played a big role in her life, and that's why she looks like some irritating part of her.

"What do you have to say about the hairstyle? Does it look good on me?" She inquired Christina.

The young lady nodded. "You're such a damsel that every man will always admire and dream of. I envy your beauty."

"And you think I'll believe that right? Keep deceiving yourself, Christina…" She left the sofa and got seated.

She had convinced herself to believe that her beauty was worth nothing. With all the seductive shapes, she doesn't have a womb and it means nothing.

The makeup artist had left her immediately after she was done with everything she was called for.

She had sworn not to let the lady set her eyes on her groom. A w***e. A slut. A b***h… that's what she is.

Convincing a man to be hers isn't something difficult for her to do. She has done it to several women and isn't tired of doing it.

Despite her good work, every other side of her is damaged. Leaving immediately after she's done with her work is the best option to take.

This is a day Melita has been waiting for, to dress in her bridal gown and take pictures with her hired groom.

She glanced at the side to get Christina dressed up. She's gonna be the bridal maid, while Ferdinand will invite a friend of his over to play a similar role.

"You know the point that I can't wait to see? When you two are gonna make your marriage vows…" Christina commented and glanced at her mistress.

Melita didn't mind glancing at her, she knew what she expected her to say.

"I'm quite sure Christina doesn't think I'm getting married to him because of the industry right?" Melita declared, referring to Christina.

She moved towards the bed and got seated.

"You don't need to tell me again, it's all because of the industry…"

"Then you lie. Not because of the industry, though it's gonna help me too…" Melita uttered.

Christina narrowed her eyes expecting her to speak further. "I don't get it. Why then is the wedding taking place?"

"All because of my brother. He thinks that Ferdinand is my fiance, and so he has mandated that I make a vow of getting married soon before his death which is fast approaching… and he would love to see the wedding pictures before giving up." Melita narrated.

The housekeeper let her mouth agape, she couldn't believe such a thing had been taking place yet her mistress kept it from her.

Her mistress brother's life is in danger… that's so tragic to one's hearing. And then he has to do anything for her brother before he gives up the ghost.

But even at that, she loved the wedding that was taking place between the two.

"Once he gives up, then we'll divorce…" Melita added.

Christina shuddered on hearing that, she believed it was all false. Her boss can never try such a thing.

Ouch! Their union is a contract that will end in fifty-seven days to come. It has skipped her mind already.

"What if he survives it? You will divorce him huh?" Christina enquired from her.

She glanced at her and twisted her lips. It's up to fate because she isn't wishing to lose the only family she has.

"Remember that this is a contract, meanwhile I'll file the divorce within that period. I have nothing to do with him…" she remarked, assuring herself.

Christina heaved a big sigh of relief. Her wish is opposite that of her mistress, and all she wants is for hers to take place.

"Don't divorce him even if the contract comes to an end, so long as your brother survives…" the housekeeper suggested.

She glared at her. "I'll soon sell you off."

Christina chuckled. She knew the lady would miss her so much if she tried such a thing.

They both left the room to the sitting room to get the groom and his friend seated comfortably waiting for them.

Melita studied the young man completely while on the stairs. She felt goose pimples all over her at that moment.

Damnit! The groom looked sexy in the suit. This time more handsome than ever.

His blue trousers that fitted his body shape and the black shoe he had on matched his appearance.

The white shirt she had gotten for him wrapped his huge body and fitted with the blue jacket with the tie he had on.

He's irresistible. Her hunger for this masculine is damn uncontrollable… but she must try her best to control it. She must surely resist his body.

She stepped down to the sitting room and handed the car key over to the groom's friend.

"You will ride us to the church, I don't need anyone else to leave with us." She ordered. The young man nodded joyfully, enveloping the key in his palm.

She licked her lips while staring at Ferdinand. The young man had already admired her beauty and wished to get a taste of her.

His lips. It's damn sexy and succulent to be relished. His dark curly hair had shifted her off the floor.

She tried putting herself together to avoid the others noticing what was going on between them.

Her eyes met with his. The charming blue eyes ate her up. She loved her beard and wished to dip her fingers in it.

This isn't what she had expected, it's absolutely the opposite of what she wants.

It's high time she felt this way towards a man. No matter how huge, tall, and good-looking a man is, it doesn't move her an inch.

And here she is craving a dude she hired as a groom for a purpose. A man she had sworn never to love rather than turn him to her guard.

If only she can exit those craving feelings and uncomfortable hunger in her, then she wouldn't hesitate to do that.

But she can do it. Yes, she can do it. To resist such feelings from herself isn't something tough, but it gets deeper each time she glances at him.

She walked out of the room to the compound after the friend of her groom had unlocked the door.

Christina sat in the front seat, while she got seated beside her groom in the second seat.

She's trying as much as she can to exit everything about the young man in her mind, but couldn't.

Her eyes which she wishes will get off him affixed on staring at him. Constantly, she licked her lips and shivered.

Ferdinand made sure not to spare her a glance, he was being an obedient groom despite how the hunger for him to taste his bride is getting more intense.

He had concluded on not gazing at her just to avoid clarifying how it occurred.

A scene hit her head. Yes, an invention that's still gonna take place a few minutes to come. Something she is supposed to resist but won't try no matter what.

Uh-huh! How's she gonna run away from that stuff since the priest is well convinced that they are couples ready to get married?.

Can she ever avoid that side? Nope! She can't dodge away from it.

She felt it was already taking place, having her lips placed to that of her hired groom and feeling his touch.

Awww! That's incredible.

Her eyes widened on inventing that scene. She wouldn't want to experience it at all.

Watched her groom relish on her lips when the priest orders them to do so. How then is she gonna resist it?

Will it ever be possible to decline the kisses from him in the presence of the priest?

The questions hit her mind serially, yet she couldn't offer a question. She only wondered what the kisses will feel like with the man he hates.

Huh! Her lips too. Ferdinand will taste it for the first time, and that isn't what she wants.

Christina will never stop reminiscing about this day for her. The day she kissed her hired groom whom she hates.