POPPY:A happy marriage? Wyatt did not understand what he was saying. If he only knew how my marriage would become miserable, he would never say that there would be a high chance of falling in love."What if there isn't? What if happy endings are for people who did good things in their past life, Wyatt?"I've been craving it. The happy ending, I mean because who would want to introduce different men to their daughter? Definitely not me."I believe happiness is for all of us, Miss Poppy. You just have to believe."I was already tired from dealing with men who did not have enough balls, in the first place.Believing what? I wanted to ask but stopped myself. I wished I was as pure as Wyatt's view of the world. Unlike mine. "You're hoping for a lot. You can drop that wish since it won't be happening. This contract will only last for a year and after that, Sebastian and I will go our separate ways.""I'm hoping for the best," Wyatt commented. "I believe you two are a match."Maybe a matc

POPPY:I saw a small smile make its way to Sebastian's eyes and my heart swelled with pride that I made him happy. His happiness was now my happiness for some unknown reasons. Analiza was silent and I was happy about that. Women like her who degrade other women and I should show her that I was not easy to mess with. If she thinks it was her chance now that Olivia Green was out of the equation, I will prove her wrong. "I want everyone to give the same respect to my wife," Sebastian informed his secretary. "Mr. Holding…how about the press?" she asked. "This marriage will leak and they will use Mrs. Holding's background to destroy your image, Mr. Holding."It was synonymous with saying Olivia Green was best for Sebastian's image. And I was not. "Make sure everything that will be written will be on our side. The world has to accept that I have a wife now."But the woman beside you cannot, Sebastian, I mused to myself. We finally reached our destination—the twelf floors. The elevator

POPPY:“Hey. Are you two fighting?” Wyatt asked of concern. “Mind raising the aircon? You two are suddenly hot. Tell me you are not because that's the last thing you should do right now as a married couples.”I folded my arms in front of my chest. “I don’t understand your boss, Wyatt. Did you hear what he just said? That was childish, right?” I inquired as if seeking a comrade. “Nor do I understand you,” Sebastian exclaimed. "Don't think that I am the villain while you are their heroine. We are not enemies, Poppy."Wyatt continued checking us in the rearview mirror. "Ahm, are you two seriously arguing right now? Over some coffee? Over some employee?""A male employee. Married," Sebastian added.I glared at Wyatt and Sebastian."Please don't tell me you're another asshole, Wyatt. I thought you were siding with me."Wyatt looked at me with a nervous expression. "Sorry, Miss Poppy.""Well, as I was saying, it was not a simple coffee for Sebastian, Wyatt. He was making everything a big

POPPY:What am I doing? Yes. What was I doing?My heart continued hammering against my chest as we continued watching each other's eyes. The only thing that was heard was the fast beating of our hearts. Or was it only mine?"Are you that desperate to get laid?" Sebastian asked. There was no hint of judgment. Only pure confusion in his voice which I did not usually hear from him. Yes, I am! I wanted to have a taste of you, Sebastian. You're like a forbidden fruit. I lifted my chin, tampering down my embarrassment. I already started this and backing down was out of the option. I wanted him. Longed for him. My attraction towards him was undeniable. "What if I am?" I asked. "I had my fair experience of sex, Sebastian. I'm not a teenager anymore."I tried to tell myself that I was not doing anything wrong. Because that was true. We were married couples and that was my defense. It had been a few days since we had not consummated our marriage. What was the harm of getting laid? What w

POPPY:Having a child in exchange for having sex? Sebastian knew how to make a proposition. Everything to his advantage.How clever of him.Don't get me wrong. There was nothing wrong with having a child. I would love to have a child, soon but not right now. I could not afford to have another one, especially in my situation."Give me your decision now, Poppy."My hands went cold and my throat dried like the Sahara Desert. I was lost for words. “Your decision, Poppy.”His hands traveled down to the valley of my breast creating tiny ripples of electricity shocking me off. A shiver ran down my spine.He was only brushing his hands into my skin, yet this was the kind of reaction I got from him. How much more if we two had sex?"If you do, I will let you touch me and do whatever you want to do with my body."“Are you great in bed, Sebastian?” I could not help but ask. “How can you make sure that it will be worth it? That you can satisfy me in bed in exchange for bearing your child?”I s