2. Contract Marriage.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

The longer I see his face, the more I get pissed. I guess he recognized me too, his face says everything. He gave a pissed-off look, we both were having a staring competition when the waitress came.

"Excuse me." She said.

I shook my head and turned my face towards the waitress.

"Do you have a reservation?" She asked.

"Yes. In the name of Harrison and..." I was about to complete my words but that idiot cut me off and spoke in the middle.

"Lawrenson."

I turned towards him with confused looks and found him already staring at me.

"How do you Lawrenson's?" I asked in confusion.

"The same way you know Harrison's." He said in a cold tone.

I was about to curse this brat again, but the guy beside him spoke first.

"Can you show us the table?" He asked the waitress.

"This way, please." The waitress hand gestured and we both followed her. We both sat at the table and the same guy stood beside that brat.

"I'll wait for you in the car." He said.

"Take the table next to this." That punk ordered in the same cold tone.

What is with his fucking behavior?.The guy beside him sat at the table beside ours and started staring at us..... or just me. Now, he gives me chills with his stares.

We both looked at each other for quite some time and seeing him is making me remember that fucking fight between us that happened 3 and half years ago. It still feels like it happened yesterday.

"So.... you're Adam Harrison?" I asked giving a disgusting look. I would really love to add 'fucking' between his name, but I need this conversation to be smooth.

"And you're Evelyn Lawrenson?" He asked back.

"Wait, does that mean. I have to marry you?" I asked after remembering that he's my asshole Fiance.

"I feel as much disgusted as you are. No need to show it on your face." He answered.

"I thought you would be dressed in a three-piece suit instead of a hoodie and jeans. You CEOs like to show off your wealth and look dignified even if you are not." I asked with a smirk.

"And I thought you would wear a short skirt with a transparent top that reveals every inch of your body, instead of jeans and crop top. You models like to show off what you have right." He tossed back.

 I was about to stand up and give a smack but the waitress saved him.... again. The waitress took our orders and left. The guy next to us isn't stopping the stare. Why is he staring like he's gonna fucking kill me?

"Ummm, hey why the hell is he staring at me like a creep?"

"Mind your words, he's Martin, a friend of mine. He's a bit possessive." He said the last part while looking at him.

Martin immediately looked away. I guys the cold stares scared him too, poor thing.

"Why did you agree to marriage when you hate me?" Adam asked.

"I would love to call it off, but there's no choice. Dad told me that you agreed right after listening to the marriage proposal. I at least took a day to think." I scoffed.

"I don't waste my time on those things. Marrying you benefits my company, so I agreed." He replied.

"Our company." I corrected.

The food arrived by time and we started having lunch.

"Are you gay?" I asked.

He kept his cutlery aside and looked at me after a sigh.

"What made you think I'm gay?" He asked.

"Usually in novels, a rich handsome CEO, with cold behavior and possessive sidekick are gays."

"You should stop reading those stupid books. By the way are you a virgin?" He asked.

"Why do you ask?" I asked, trying to control my anger.

"Usually in movies, a sexy model like you have too many boyfriends and won't be virgins. I have to make sure you don't have STDs." He said grabbing a bite from his steak.

I had that coming, I can't blame him.

"Cold bastard," I murmured.

"Arrogant bitch." He replied.

I looked at him with anger and was about to punch him. That's when Martin fake coughed.

"Adam," Martin said in a soft tone. Now I doubt that Martin is gay. The way he looks at Adam is different than mine. But at least he's not as icy as this punk.

Adam shook his head and looked at me.

"Let me get to the point, why dn't we get into a contract marriage. State your terms and I will state mine. So I won't meddle into your business and the same applies to you too." He said.

"Contract marriage, like in novels?" I asked with an excited face. Listening to that excited me.

"As you take. State your terms." He said.

"First of all, I would like to continue my modeling career in our company, even after marriage."

"I agree. Only because of financial position. Mine, I'll be the company's photographer only till I appoint another." He replied.

"Okkay. I can date anyone I like and you shouldn't interfere in my personal life."

"I don't want to. You shouldn't interfere in mine too and if you want to date someone, make sure you keep a low profile. I don't want anything that affects the company." He said.

"And no sex." I specified.

"You really think I want to have sex with you? You think too much of yourself and moreover, you don't have that great body. I saw models sexier than you." He said after a scoff.

"And I saw guys more handsome than you," I replied.

"Fine. And the main thing, no one should know about this contract."

"That's not fair. That Martin guy knows about this and I can't keep it secret from Celine." I said pointing my finger towards Martin.

"Fine, but just one person and we have to act like real couples in front of our parents. They shouldn't get any sort of doubt."

"Okkay. How long will this contract be?" I asked.

"One year. I can make the business back on run by that time. It applies from the date of our marriage." He said with a stern face.

'Cold bastard' I cursed in my mind.

"What if I get pregnant because of you. I mean by any chance or because of situations, we can't guarantee that." I asked. I mean I have to clear things up.

"You have to abort then." He said with the same stern face.

"It settles then. We can add more clauses afterward. Be cautious, usually, when a CEO gets into a contract marriage, he loves that girl in the end. And, I'm afraid you can't resist my charms."

Yeah, I'm so full of myself. I mean aren't all models?

Adam laughed listening to that.

"What's so funny?. It's a fact." I asked.

"Nothing. But you should be cautious not to fall for me first" He said with a smile.

"Never gonna happen. Why don't we have a bet?. Whoever falls for the other, has to leave after the contract ends. Deal?" I said stretching my hand forward.

"Deal." He said giving a handshake.

We continued our lunch.

"How to end our marriage, in front of our parents?" I asked.

"Didn't your mum taught you to shut up? You talk too much." He said with a pissed tone.

"Don't be an asshole. I just want to know." I replied with an angry tone.

"Fine, we just tell them that things won't work. I'll arrange a lawyer now, so he will send divorce papers when the contract ends. I can't waste my time in future." He really sounds cold.

"Hey, no need to be that cold. Do you talk to your mum in the same way?" I asked.

"Know your limits. You made a rule not to interfere in personal life, so fucking follow it." He said while standing up.

"Fine, you don't have to be rude," I replied. I guess I asked the wrong question.

"Martin pay the bill," Adam ordered.

Martin stood up immediately and left to pay the bill. Now, I'm really suspicious of him, is he acting like a scared cat or is he really that scared of Adam?. Martin came back in a short time.

"Tell your parents you like me. I will do the same." He said and left the table.

"It's nice meeting you, Madam," Martin said with a smile and followed Adam.

 I came out of the restuarant after sometime. Gosh, I have to book a cab, I can't call Ralph, dad would get a doubt thinking why Adam didn't drop me.

I was looking at my phone trying to book a cab, that's when a car stopped in front of me. I saw Martin in the driving seat and that fucking Adam in the back.

"Madam, let us drop you at home," Martin asked with a smile. At least, he smiles.

I got into the car, in the passenger seat next to the driver and Martin started driving.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get a chance to introduce myself. I'm Martin, I work for Master Adam." Martin said in a damn respectful way. Even Ralph never sounded that respectful.

"I know, I got your name from your master, earlier. It's nice meeting you." I said with a smile.

"Oh, the pleasure is mine, madam," Martin replied.

"You can call me Evelyn," I said.

"Evelyn, such a sweet name." Martin complimented.

"Martin watch the road." I almost forgot he was in the back seat. He's like a ghost.

I stayed silent without saying anything.

"My apologies for his behavior, he gets jealous easily," Martin ended with a wink. I chuckled in reply.

"It's fine. By the way, thanks for the earlier compliment." I said.

Martin stopped the car in front of my mansion and I got off from the car. I leaned at the window to speak.

"Thanks for the ride, Martin," I said with a smile. There's no need to thank that bastard.

"You're welcome, Evelyn." He smiled while replying. I wish Martin is Mathew's son. I would have loved marrying him.

I looked at Adam, moved my face side like they do in dramas, and started walking away.