Forced To Marry The CEO.

Episode 5: I MAKE HIM HARD?

CATHERINE'S P.O.V

"What am I looking at?" I was puzzled as I stared at the file on the desk.

"Three years." He stated.

I became more confused as I looked at him.

"Three years for what?"

He walked closer and stood in front of me, I had to raise my head just to look at him. He

brought his hand caressed my blonde strands gently before tucking them behind my ear.

"Be my wife for three years, if you don't fall in love with me by then. I will divorce you and

give you a big compensation."

I tilted my head as I watched him, his request was a very strange one. Be his wife? Dude, I

just escaped becoming an old man's wife and now you want me to do something too.

I bit my lips, thinking about how to get my message across.

"Look, I am grateful that you saved me from that disgusting old man but asking me to be

your wife just like that is not something that I can wrap my head around."

"Pick the file." He ordered.

Slowly and cautiously, I picked up the file and opened it. The file was a contract stating that I

was to be married to him for three years and it had some conditions.

I frowned.

"I am not to have any relationship with a man during the three years?"

He nodded.

"My woman. Mine."

I not yet yours, I muttered in my head. But I couldn't hide the blush in my cheeks.

"I must also stay in the same room as you, be a loving wife and..." I blushed, ....have sex

with you?"

He shrugged, "We have already slept together once, I don't see why as husband and wife,

we can't do it again."

I dropped the file back.

"Why me? Why do you want to marry me?"

He shifted his eyes away from me, I saw his jaw was tense.

'I'll let you know later."

I shook my head, "No. Tell me now, I need to know what I'm getting myself into first."

He stared at me with a glare, I faltered in my stance. Just as I was about to tell him not to

mind, he suddenly sighed and sat down on the desk.

"I. I have a problem."

I waited for him to continue.

"I don't get hard no matter how much I try, no matter how many aphrodisiacs I take"

I stared at him in shock,

"Excuse me?"

He didn't look at me but his first were clenched hard.

"I'm serious."

"But that night..."

He nodded sharply, "My point exactly. You were the first and only person that has ever

gotten me hard. There was a time I was so desperate for anything that I thought I might

be gay and so I went to a gay bar and tried to hook up with men."

I winced at the image. He shrugged helplessly.

"As expected, nothing worked and I had already given up on myself. But then you...you

came along. I suddenly could get hard. That was the best thing to ever happen to me, the

experience of being able to feel aroused and turned on. I could only feel it because of you.

That's why I need you."

I bit my lips as I stared at him in thought, he suddenly groaned.

"Oh sweetheart, you don't want to be biting your lips like that in front of me. Even right

now I'm hard for you" he pointed to his middle and true, he was hard, I cleared my throat

and looked away.

"So, I'mlike your personal aphrodisiac?" I muttered.

He shrugged, his broad shoulders moved with the action. I could see the buttons of his

shirt were almost popping due to the wideness of his bulging chest muscles.

"Whatever you want to call it. But you make me hard." he leveled a hot gaze at me.

"But still this doesn't seem right." I sighed as I closed my eyes.

"It's only for three years, after that if you still don't want to be with me, I promise to set you

free. So what do you say?"

He stared at me, waiting for my answer.

THIRD PERSON P.O.V

"That b***h!"

Jessica spat hatefully as she glared at the bottle of wine in her hand, her long artificial

nails scraped the body of the bottle leaving marks on it, a lone nail broke from the force of

it but she seemed not to have noticed. She was too angry to notice, her eyes were misty

with tears as she thought back on what had happened within the past few hours. It was

supposed to be her victory, she had planned everything so well and thought it out so

meticulously. Yes, she knew that Catherine was bound to find out why she had been

playing it risky. And just when she thought she had gotten the better man, another man

suddenly pops up and he turns out to be the best of them all. His height, his face, his

aura...oh his power. She could just imagine how happy she would have been if only he

had chosen her. But now she was stuck with Andrew, not that he wasn't okay if

she hadn't discovered that Catherine had Wade, she might have been over the clouds for

having in as hers. Right now he seemed to her like a second-rate prize, the real prize was

Wade, the big gun and she wanted him, at all cost.

A sneer crossed her beautiful face as she swung the bottle up and gulped its contents,

some slouched over her cheeks and dropped on her dress but she didn't mind.

"I will get him, Catherine. I deserve him" she whispered then drank more from the bottle

until it was empty. She stood up and pulled off her clothes revealing her naked slim body,

her skin was smooth and pale as she moved across the room into the bathroom with a

laugh never glancing back at the sleeping Andrew.