Chapter three
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Kimberly's POV
Desperately, I thought of a perfect excuse to give him. Something that would make any man reject a woman. Something so awful he wouldn't want to spend another second with me. But nothing came into my head. I knew he wasn't going to just accept what I say even if I told him I had a contagious disease. He would want proof.
My door swung open and another man walked in carrying a briefcase.
Aaron turned to look at the man, " Hank, this is Kimberly Zadinito." then he turned to me, " Kimberly, this is Hank Lesnar my financial advisor and friend. He was the one who notified me about your scam."
The second intruder pompously stared at me as Aaron spoke. I could tell he was expecting probably a congratulation for catching me. Without even giving him a proper glance, I turned to Aaron, " Can we please be done with whatever this is. Spending another second with you is like burning in hell"
" Really?," Aaron asked, " But we are married. I hope you know we would be spending an awful lot of time together."
I took a long deep breath and then exhaled like I had held my breath for a long time, " I have made my peace with that. I am sure I am going to come out alive. Besides, when I start working, I will pay back every cent I owe and pray never to see you again."
" That's if you can pay back. If you can't, are you sure you can survive over a year with me Kimmy cat?,"
" Oh, you have no idea how much I can take." I faked a smile, knowing he had purposely called me that name just to get me angry. " So the papers?," I glanced at the man he called Hank, " What are the terms?,"
" Patience Kim, let's take it slowly. No need to rush." he collected the papers from the other man and handed it to me. Then he lightly tapped the couch he was sitting on, " come sit let's talk."
" I am perfectly fine standing."
He shrugged, " Alright then, suit yourself." and then he turned open the documents in his hands, " In page three you'd find all the clauses. Whatever you are not okay with you state it out. We would try to find a compromise." he looked at me, " Understand?"
Now it was my turn to ignor him like his questions weren't important, " First clause says I adhere to the duration of the contract." I glanced at him, " That's fine by me,"
" Good." he nodded.
When I set my eyes on the second clause, I frowned at him, " Now this is where the problem begins. There is no way in hell would I allow you parade me around like I am your trophy wife. I am a fully independent woman and I have my own life to live."
His brows wrinkled, " It only says you are required to accompany me to every gathering I need you to."
" It says both formal and informal. That means I am obligated to go to even your frat party if you need me to. That I will not accept that. Do you think I dumb or something?."
" Hey, there is no need for the anger. Remember, I said we could reach a compromise." he paused briefly, " So, would you accept it if we strike out the informal gatherings."
" I will accept it if we strike out both."
" No that's not possible." he shook his head definitely. I knew he wasn't going to agree for both, but at least it was worth trying.
" Alright. Informal is out." I turned to the third clause, " Both Parties are obligated to make sure whatever relationship they have outside the contract must never get out to the public." I looked at him, " So you plan on cheating while married to me?."
" I never said I was in love with you. You forced me into this, remember. Besides, we both need our freedom. This is only a business transaction."
" You bet it is." I replied, then went for the fourth clause, " This realtionships is adviced to remain platonic. Both parties should do their best to keep off any form of s****l relations during the duration of the contract."
" Yes,"
" Isn't that obvious?. Do you think I have plans of letting you even touch my fingertips.
He smiled for a couple of seconds in silence. Somewhere deep down inside me I wanted a reply. But he didn't.
" The fifth clause is also part of the non disclosure agreement." he continued with contract talk, " On no account should any of us divulge any info of our kind of relationship to anyone. Especially the press."
I scoffed and shook my head. What does this i***t think me for?, I wondered. A fool, " You know I am a lawyer?."
" Yes, why?."
" And you know that I know alot about marriage contracts like this so I know what kind of clauses are in them."
" Alright, if you do. Why are you still going through it. Why don't you just sign it."
" Because only a fool would sign without going through. And look at the paragraph, " I raised the paper I was holding so he could see it, " It says here that a pregnancy is totally against the contract. "
" Yeah,"
" What would possibly make a pregnancy occur when this is just a contract marriage."
" Well," he relaxed on the chair and an annoyingly cocky smile formed on his lips, " You never can tell. We might want let off some steam at some point in time."
" Not even in your wildest dreams. That would be the last thing that would ever happen. Even if you are the only man.......
Someone's phone rang out, interrupting the me. It was Hank's, and he excused himself and went out. When he came back, the atmosphere instantly changed. He moved toward Aaron and then whispered something into Aaron's ear.
" What?," whatever Hank said to Aaron almost turned Aaron pale. He threw me a qussical glance without saying anything.
" What's wrong ?," I asked
" Did you file for a change of name?,"
" Yes I did. Why?"
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