Eight
1195 Words
Sienna's POV
I have now come to a conclusion that this dickhead only suggested this whole arrangement to end his life by my hands, because what the f**k?
"What do you mean we will be wearing matching outfits for the gala tonight?" I screeched turning to face him so quickly, I almost gave myself a whiplash.
"It will make everything so much more believable" He shrugged casually like he didn't just say something so absurd.
"I don't know what the hell is running through your head but I will not be wearing matching outfits with you".
"Well too bad cause I have already paid for your outfit, We are only going to pick it up because getting it delivered in time for the gala will be difficult," He said plainly not even moved by my tone. We were only halfway into the first day and I am starting to get a feeling that this whole arrangement is more like a setup which I am yet to know the motive behind it.
"Why on earth did you say we are going shopping if you already took it upon yourself to do it?" I sreeched.
"Or you are just hell bent on getting on my last nerves today, right?" I added getting agitated.
"Oh please, I have better things to do, besides we haven't signed the contract yet, so I can't do anything to you" He responded muttering something in the words of 'at least not yet' to himself but it was so low I decided to shrug it off.
"I figured you wouldn't be so keen on the idea of wearing matching colours and how right I was, so I had a change of mind"
"So what is the plan now, since you have so gracefully gotten an outfit I don't even need for me" I asked folding my arms across my chest.
"We will pick up our outfits and then head back to my office shortly" He answered.
"Your office, why?"
"We have to sign the contract before tonight, I need everything finalized before today ends"
"And we must go to your office to do that because? Why can't we sign it here, After all, you should have it ready by now" I questioned.
"This is very important and confidential too and must be treated as such," He said with fire in his eyes. An uncomfortable feeling crept up my spine but I simply shrugged it off, It's too late to back out now anyway.
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"You really took this seriously" I spoke up as I carefully read through the contract. He included every single rule I had given him and the exceptions that apply to them too.
"You should know I am strict when it comes to business and this is business to me if it isn't business to you" He answered his voice cold but cool.
"Why does it say we cannot be with someone else during this period?" I asked looking up at him.
"Because we cannot" He answered bluntly.
"Why?"
"Is there something you want to tell me?" He asked back, a smug look I didn't understand on his face.
"Something I want to tell you? I don't understand, something like what exactly?" I asked confused.
"You tell me" He shrugged. "I am not the one who has a problem with the clause"
"And who said I have a problem with it?"
"Seems like it"
"I just wasn't expecting it considering this is fake" I explained still reading through the document.
"This is fake but it has to be believable or there is no point doing it" He responded.
"This doesn't restrict your life or whatever you plan on doing but just make sure what or whoever it is doesn't jeopardize our agreement or there is a price to pay"
"Fine but this is only for six months right as stated here and then all of this will be over right?" I asked, picking up the pen on the table.
"Yes, at exactly six months from today this contract will be null and void" He confirmed nodding his head. Six months is enough time to rest from random dates and decide what I actually want to do with my life.
"Fine by me." I nodded carefully scanning through the rest of the document.
"I better not regret this" I murmured to myself before taking the bold step. A sudden feeling took over as the ink of the pen moved easily across the paper.
"I hope so too" He answered bluntly. He picked up the documents immediately after I was done signing them, skimming through them with his eyes focused.
"Remember 100% confidentiality, no other person must know of this"
"Agreed" I nodded my head maintaining my silence so he wouldn't notice how I was already dreading my decision. I may have just signed off my next six months blindly just to prove a point that wasn't even there.
"Now, I advise you to get going now so you can start getting ready for the gala, I do not like lateness.” He spoke up once he had put the documents back into a folder.
“I still have to get back to work and finish off some things first,” I informed, pushing my seat back so I could stand up.
“No need for that.” He said calmly.
“And why so that?”
“You already have the day off, I am sure any pressing matter you should have handled has been taken care of by someone else and any other thing you have to do that isn’t so important can be done tomorrow.” He responded, his face blank like he didn’t just hear what he said.
“Julian, what did you do?” I asked, pulling my phone out of my purse.
“Nothing, I just helped you clear your schedule, you should be thanking me.” He shrugged.
There was indeed a message from my boss, Mrs Olivia, approving my absence from work for the rest of the day and sympathising with me for a sickness I do not even have.
"Julian, don't you understand what staying out of each other's lives and businesses means?" I spat out angrily.
"Well, we hadn't signed the contract and made anything official when I did it" He shrugged like his point was actually valid.
"Why didn't you tell me you are mentally unstable?"
He laughed, hard.
"Sienna, please get going, I know how you women love to take your time to dress up and I am not a patient man," He said as his laughter died down, his last words hiding a sinister meaning I didn't care to know.
"If this is going to work out then you better not try this again, or it won't be funny" I snarled, grabbing my purse and storming off before he could respond.
The audacity of that man, we were yet to make anything official and he was already taking a day off for me like he was my actual boyfriend or something, Julian Thorne you better watch your back with me or you are going to get stabbed, real hard.
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