BOUND BY CONTRACT
671 Words
He put a strand of hair which fell on my face back.
"I'm not interested " I slapped the back of his hand away from me and stood up ready to leave.
"And don't you dare touch me with your filthy hand again" I said angrily and he just let out a dry laugh. As if I just said something funny.
"You're leaving so soon sweetie. How are you going to feel when you're not able to take care of yourself and your brother on your own like you always wanted? What happened to being independent? Anyways it'll take years for you to find another job. And no job is as good as the big catch I've offered you. You're always welcome here, whenever you feel like coming back. I know you'll surely come back because there's no way nobody is letting you work when you came here and couldn't secure one"
What? But how did he find out why I wanted to work? How does he know about my brother? Just how much does he knows? What does he mean by no one will be willing to employ me even if I left his company? Did he order them to do so?
My palms just gripped the door handle as those thoughts kept running in my head. I found myself walking back to the seat as if I was controlled and sat down like a submissive child.
"Fine I'll do it" I said sighing.
"Good girl ! You're now talking. Here's a contract showing the marriage deal between us. This shows our marriage is fake and it's going to expire a year after you give me my son. Then I'll divorce you legally to convince the public. Clear!"
He said putting a pile of documents on the desk and showed me where I can sign. I picked up the pen and an idea crossed my mind and I smirked.
"I'll sign on one condition" I said and he raised his brows to look at me.
"I'll set my own rules too" he looked at me confused. Jerk! He thinks he can bully me into accepting his f****d up fake marriage and go scot free.
"Rule No. 1. No intimacy in our marriage" I said and he gasped with widened eyes and I chuckled.
"Rule No. 2. No invading in each other's private and romantic life"
"Rule No. 3. We're lovers when we come outside but when we're inside, we're strangers."
" If you can abide by these rules then I'm ready to fake this marriage with you " I said expecting a no from him but his reaction shocked me. "No problem, I'm all in" he said shrugging his shoulders, urging me to sign. I put on my signature and he put on his . He extended his hands for a handshake. Seriously .... I refused.
" You shouldn't be refusing when I'm this gentle wife" he said calmly while I just ignored him. Just now and he's calling me"wife".
Brian's POV
I'm the only son of the top- ranking billionaire in the States with a crazy sister...My dad has been on my neck about me giving him a grandson before he dies. Hell.... I'm not even prepared for marriage not to talk of becoming a dad. What's sweeter than slamming the juicy p***y of the city bitches and hearing them scream your name and moaning "deeper" "harder".He used the company as a threat to tie me down leaving me with no option. I had passed by the road where Natalie works and I've seen her countless times. Her pretty face, her green emerald eyes, her rosy pink lips and her curvy hips and ass is enough to turn you on. I had sworn secretly to get her on my bed and taste how she feels but my sources told me she's not interested in guys. At first I thought , she was gay... But she wasn't and I don't know why she hates men and I really don't care.
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