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18. The Obnoxious Spawn
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The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 19. First Night Together
Ashlynn’s POV: This little girl lept into Julian’s arms and he caught her, twirling her around with a broad smile on his face as she giggled. “I’ve missed you too, Hazel.” Julian spoke, kissing her cheek and then set her down and she latched unto his hand. I was resisting the urge to smack Julian’s head, then ask him a million and one questions about his daughter, especially the fact that he hadn’t told me about her. I tried to mask my surprise and shock, hoping that none of those emotions had crept to my face because his family would be suspicious that he hadn’t told his dearest, darling fiancée that he had a daughter. A scowl took over Hazel’s face as she noticed my presence, “Who is she?” She pointed at me. “Another one of your dad’s concubines, sweetie.” That was Mrs. Kings answering before Julian could even speak. “Come let’s get you ready for bed.” She added, glared at me wickedly and then came over to get Hazel. As her grandmother led her away,
The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 20. The Morning After
Ashlynn’s POV: I had to take a moment to digest the absurdity of what Julian had just spat at my face. Remind me again, what sort of obnoxious jerk did I get myself involved with? “You really want me to sleep on the couch?” I questioned, the annoyance in my tone was vivid and profound. “I believe I didn’t stutter, Ashlynn. And I like repeating myself.” Julian’s stance was unwavering and it infuriated me the more. I shot him a death glare, “I hate you.” He shrugged unprovoked. I sighed, realizing once again that there was no winning against Julian Kings. I got off the bed murmuring profanities at him and made my way to the couch, taking one of the smaller blankets and a pillow alongside. I scrunched my face in disgust as I laid on the unpalatable material I was being forced to sleep on. It was very comfortable for a couch, but as a bed? Not so much. “Good.” Julian commented and I flipped my middle finger at him. He huffed, switching off the lights and the room
The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 21. Unexpected Suprises
Julian’s POV:“You must be joking, mother.” I chuckled sardonically. She definitely had to be joking. I thought we were gone past the bullshit matchmaking game she enjoyed playing. She had set me up with yet another girl? When was she going to give up and understand that I was never going to get married to any of those girls she picked out for me. “I’m not son, and the sooner you understand that I’m being very serious about this, the better for you and that girl, Marilynn.” “It’s Ashlynn, mother. You should also know that I’m being serious about marrying her. And the sooner you understand that I’m fucking serious about her, the better for you and whatever girl you’ve arranged for me.” And with that, I stormed out of the living room despite her calls for me to come back and her speech on how a child should be respectful and not walk out on their parents. I slammed by bedroom door shut and that was the sharp cut that faded my mother’s angered voice. I let out a pent up frust
The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 01.Reality Check
Ashlynn’s POV:Men. Will. Fuck. Anything.And I’m not saying that just because my step-uncle’s in jail with bestiality charges for raping his neigbour’s dog, repeatedly. Then why? You may ask. Well you see, my fiance was brutally murdered on our wedding day, a quite gory sight. It was a very terrifying and heartbreaking moment especially if you’d want to take into consideration that I was the one who killed the cheating bastard. Like I fucking planned and executed his freaking murder and I promise you, it was quite a thrilling tale. . . FLASHBACK: Third Person’s POV: Tristian and Ashlynn, two twenty somethings love birds who’s romantic relationship stemmed up the ‘modern way’–well, at least that’s how Ashlynn’s mother tends to describe the couple’s technical meet cute.They had met online, by thankfully swiping right on Tinder (swoon!) after their profiles had been matched. Their first date was a bit of a disaster though- it started pouring heavily while they were
The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 02. Till Death Do Us Part
Ashlynn's being stood there frozen at the threshold, almost as still as a lifeless log of wood and utterly dazed with confusion, her jaw dropped and her eyes widened. The overwhelming and anguishing wave of gnawing realization hit her like a Tsunami ravaging a small village, it almost seemed like time itself had frozen. The only two problems here apart from the obvious fact that the two-faced, bloody bastard of a fiancè had been two timing two sisters, sticking up his penis is two biologically related vaginas, was that who the hell screams like that getting banged? No one does! Sex is not that good that she had to cause a sonic boom by breaking the sound barriers with her high pitched howler monkey squeals. The sight churned Ashlynn's stomach. She just couldn't bare to watch them anymore. "Tristan! Aaralynn! How could you?"Her abrupt presence and the vehement screech in which her words poured out ended it all. It was over. Woah, sex of a lifetime.
The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 03. Pleasured Profanities
Ashlynn's POV: TRISTAN'S funeral was quite pathetic to say the least. Well, that's what everyone who had attended it said. I for one, was forbidden by my dear mother to attend. But I would've preferred they had given the late love of my life a very befitting burial as he was quite a handsome gentleman, right until his very end. It's no surprise that his funeral was crapstatic and beggarly. His family were penniless nobodies and couldn't even as much as afford to launch a proper murder case investigation— thankfully. My mother who would've helped, had blatantly refused to have anything to do with "Those wretched dipstick Hollands" after she had found out from Tristan's drunken mother that they were only marrying into our family because we were stinking rich, not because he loved me. Poor shame. Well, leave it to Mrs. Holland— a spewing drunk, to get intoxicated before her son's supposed wedding and blurt out her family's secret to wealth. So technic
The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 04. A Tiny Little Kiss
Ashlynn’s POV:OKAY, I'll come clean.The truth was that despite how much the curious cat in me had continually pricked me into going back to the strip club three days later to meet him, I just couldn't. There, I said it! Well I couldn't, partly because I was scared as fuck! Like why the hell would he "marry" me and put a god-damned, expensive as fuck diamond ring over my finger while I was asleep? Creepy right? What if this was a part of his scheme and he was some undercover cop and he just wanted to lure me there so he could slot a pair of handcuffs over my wrists and arrest me? Or, what if he was some skilled, handsome as hell serial killer sent to assassinate me and give me a taste of my own medicine. And worst case scenario... Was that he was disguised as a hot human but he was actually a high-ranking alien, the godfather of a ruthless alien mob from fucking Uranus and then when I get to the club, he would beam me up with his UFO then take me back to his
The CEO's Contracted Little Wife 05. Enter: Mr. Arrogant.
“FIANCEE?” The older man which I had now learnt was his dad and I chorused in puzzledly surprise. Okay, what the hell was happening here? Handsome jet-black dude then nodded, chuckling as he held me tighter, dragging me more closer his rigid frame before he codedly nudged me slightly with his elbow. Hold on. Hold on. Wait, a damn minute! Was Mr. Handsome here trying to subtly ask me to play along with this ridiculous charade? Hell no. "Oh shit, my bad. I just ruined the surprise didn't I?" Handsome jet-black dude chuckled, palming his face. "I wanted to propose to her here at this very club and that's why I flew all the way to Vegas in the first place, dad. And that's why she's shocked I called her my fiancee because I haven't proposed yet." He explained, overly emphasizing a few of his words and that was a very obvious clue that he really wanted me to play along with this. Sorry pretty boy but hell no! Notwithstanding, I wasn't going to call him out for
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