Agat Rayden could have any girl he wanted. He was worried about me. It was written all over his face. He cared for me. I couldn't ignore my insecurities. He could change his mind at any time. Every time, it made my heart thunder.
I didn't wanna mistake his care and attention for something else which would hurt me later like hell. I could not deter Agat, he had our contract. I hadn't read it thoroughly. The contract he showed me and the contract I signed were different. The signed one seemed with more clauses and rules. My brother was happy. I was happy too.
I swang my feet out of the mattress after a deep sleep.
I grimaced at the piece of paper under the empty glass. I plucked it from the table removing the glass over it. I smiled reading his beautiful handwriting
'Be ready at seven. We're having dinner together.'
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This whole thing was bizarre. I loved it but I couldn't digest it. The CEO, my billionaire husband just made me breakfast. I took a small bite of it. It was delicious. I was gawking at him in astonishment while eating my breakfast. My lucky star was shining today more. He's my lucky star. He didn't look at me staring at him. I was tempted to talk anything to him. He ate his breakfast silently. I did the same. Though, I wanted something more out of his silence. 'Er! Get a grip, Aly! He's your husband because it's occurred under contract, not love.' Love! It was another trouble. My feelings were growing. It was a relief he couldn't find out what was going in my mind. Otherwise, he would be staring at me with his opened mouth. When he stood up from the chair. His gaze locked with me for a second. It seemed a lon
Equally dangerous and mysterious seemed Agat to me. He cared for me so much after the incident. He appointed security out of the door of his house. He didn't allow me to go back to my home. I was feeling a little prisoner. It wasn't in the contract, still, he wanted me to stay here with him in his penthouse. He asked his mother to cancel the shopping and asked me to rest all day, " Agat! " I opened my mouth, looking at him with beseeching eyes so he could hear me. He cut me off with the raise of his finger. " We've talked about it. You're not safe in that small house. There's no security and camera. You're living upstairs until our marriage. I'll not stop there. " He patted his mouth with a white hankie and kept it on the table back. " But it won't be the first time I'll be alone. " I slowly said, glancing up at him still holding my pleading gaze " Because you're going to be my wife." He
My eyes widened when I saw him coming at us. My heart gave a loud thud and began its jog. He was looking so handsome in a dark blue tailored suit, as it was only made for him. He held the dress which his mother chose for me. He couldn't see my wedding gown. Yeah! We weren't only buying my wedding gown, " Perfect," He smiled and asked everyone to leave. It wasn't a wedding gown. It was a poop pink gown without shoulders and sleeves. I knew he wanted me to try on this dress. "Undress," He whispered slowly. I let the silky peach gown pool around my feet. I kept my gaze on the ground. It was only us. I could sense his eyes roaming on my body. My skin felt on fire. He stepped closer. Gradually, I lifted my hand to gather my hair behind my nape. My skin tangled when he softly held my wrists and tugged it down at my side, " Let
To get my mind off of him, I flicked through the pages of a random book. I didn't want to confess that it had affected me, to see him with her. But I needed to put some distance between us before it got too difficult for me to breathe without him. It was written on my face and I didn't want him to accept it, whatever offer she was giving. I forced my attention on the book, " Alyssum! Come downstairs. " His loud voice came. My body jolted as the book slipped out of my hands. I rushed downstairs, " What happened? " I asked, stopping at the end of the staircase. " Dinner is ready. Come, " He said looking up at me. " Oh! I thought, " I whispered and walked away from him. I kept my gaze at the floor and walked to the dining table. The Interior wasn't completely changed from the previous setting. They had renewed the previous. I loved it better. Shining and new!
There was no reason to think over our relationship. I couldn't reach anywhere without his consent. Expectations would always hurt in many ways. I wasn't prepared for it, the hurt part. But I could take risks. I was wondering, would Agat know my feelings? First! Did he feel for me? Would he feel what I felt for him? It was quite confusing. I shook my head and proceeded to sit on the couch. I avoided thinking about them. When he wasn't around me. I hadn't the ability to wipe all signs of my emotions off of my face as Agat seemed to be perfect in noticing it. Sometimes, his behavior was puzzling me in many ways. The contract applied when we would be in front of the people and out of his penthouse. ' Perhaps, he's behaving good toward me because of Chris. Yes, this may be the reason. I'm still confused. I'm scared of being left without giving any reason.' My phone vibr
I rushed to the room without glancing at him. I couldn't take away the sight from my mind. I wanted time. I laid on the couch and closed my eyes. Tears slipped down my cheeks. I kept them close until the darkness engulfed me.When I opened my eyes. He was sitting in front of me. He was wearing the same clothes. His shirt's sleeves were rolled up. It was looking, he didn't sleep last night, " Hey! Are you feeling like talking? " He asked in a serious tone.I pushed myself up, " About what? " I asked in a hoarse voice." You know. " He leaned forward." Why? I'm no one, just your contracted wife. " I whisper
The days passed quickly bringing near the wedding day. I was sitting, in front of the vanity. My bridal makeup was making me look different from usual, " You're the prettiest bridal. I've ever seen. '' Becca said gleefully, looking at my reflection in the mirror. " Thank you, " I blushed but I was also feeling fear. I glanced back at myself. It wasn't the girl I'd looked in the mirror every day. I stared in my blue eyes and gleaming, glowing face. It was far different from my normal look. " Your man must be waiting for you. " Becca said. Her smile didn't waver for a second. She was looking beautiful in her pink dress and her straight hair down. The door opened. Jen and his friends walked in. His chin held high. He was looking like a businessman in a black suit. Agat must have picked his su
I was fu****g dying to hear it from her. When I confessed my love, I wasn't expecting her to respond. I didn't consider it would come like this. When I would be so angry. I had told Victoria to stay away from my wife. Her words were calming me, "I love you so much. I can't live without you." I heard her feeble voice so clearly. My whole body was tingling with ecstasy. My gaze caught something on her back. I stared at the red dot dubiously. I was confused. I tried to brush it off her dress with a swipe of my hand. It stayed glued. My forehead creased. I darted my eyes out of the glass wall. My gaze rested on the black figure. He was staring at us aiming his weapon at us. He wasn't moving. I could see him clearly but only his half face was visible and hidden behind his gun and hand on it. F***! Sharpshooter! Hurriedly, I tightened my arms around her. I twir