I looked around the VIP suite to make sure that there was no camera panning on my face as the bachelor dropped his jaw-dropping offer.
"What's your bank account? I'll send half of the promised amount right at this moment. The other half will be in your account after you say your vow to Kairo," he said. The handsome and filthy wealthy stranger handed me his phone. I was smiling as if daring to challenge his seriousness and authority. I typed in my bank account details and handed him his phone back.He tore his eyes off me as he typed a few more things on his phone. On cue, he looked back at my face. I heard a text notification from my phone.Here comes half a million dollars. This man isn't bluffing at all!With my eyes wide open. I could not help but curse."Oh my... you're serious," I blurted out. He subtly lifted his arm to check the time on his Rolex and stood up from the leather couch."A limo is waiting for us outside. You can't be seen wearing something like that. I don't want you to taint my sister's good reputation," he said. He took off his coat, and then he draped it on my shoulder. I can feel his big hand and long fingers on the small of my back when it's barely there as he guides me on our way out of the VIP suite.I can't remember saying yes to this, but I don't think I can let go of the million dollars that I'll get in exchange for marrying a billionaire.It felt like my head was on cloud nine as we were taking the stairs down from the VIP floor, but I quickly snapped back to reality when a baritone voice called a name that resulted in the man next to me halting his next step."Nicholas?"So, that is his name. The man next to me put pressure on my back. Urging me not to look back, but I can't help it. That man's voice is damn gorgeous that it caught my curiosity."Is that?" I was taken aback when, all of a sudden. I felt a force grabbing me away from Nicholas.I thought I saw the finest man alive when I saw Nicholas earlier. This rude and temperamental man, years older than Nicholas, proved otherwise. That pointed nose of him looks like God took his time sculpting them to perfection. On his eyes are long and flirty eyelashes, but his eyes. I have a hunch that they look dead serious all of the time.I was so busy checking him out that I didn't mind that he was holding my wrist roughly until Nicholas stripped his hand from that part of my body."You're hurting her," Nicholas muttered."You have a minute to explain to me why my bride looks like a whore. Why are you even here in the first place?""Excuse me?" I mumbled. The audacity of me to be offended as he called me a whore when, in fact. I am a whore. A slut who let men bed me in exchange for money."I look like what?" He didn't say anything, but he ran his eyes from my head down to the worn-out knee-length boots that I was wearing,g and it felt like he called me a cheap whore with his eyes the second time around."Our wedding on Saturday is stressing the hell out of me. I am so stressed that I do this to relax and unwind." It's a lame ass excuse, but it's all that I can think of."What's there to be stressed about, Rory? It's a win-win for you. You get to marry me, and your business merges with mine."I bit the inside of my cheek to control my raging emotion. I am so pissed with him that his face value is starting to irritate the hell out of me. He is not just rude and temperamental. He is a narcissist asshole too!"Kairo, this is nothing serious, as you can see. I am with her. Rory is dressed like this, but she didn't do anything that would wreck up your name in the media.""No," he said firmly as he glanced at my so-called brother, and then his eyes returned to me. "Rory dressed in a piece of that fabric will certainly cost me a damage, Nicholas." I looked away from his eyes as I fixed the draped coat on my shoulder."Let's go," Kairo reprimanded. He took a step away from Nicholas and I. When he felt that I didn't move an inch, he looked back at me.Just five minutes after seeing each other by accident. It felt like this man masters how to move my strings and make me follow him and his way. God, he is so dominating."Where do you plan to take her, Mr. Lancaster? It's already late. Rory needs to rest now. I am sure she is tired. We just got off from her surprise bridal shower.""I am taking my fiancee home," Kairo replied in his most bored voice. He was about to grab me once more when Nicholas pulled me on his back."You don't have to. Rory and I live in the same house. Have you forgotten? I will be taking her home." Kairo looked at me in the eye. Without saying a word. Just his eyes. He is asking me to choose between him and my so-called brother.I end up clinging on Nicholas' arm as an answer to his unsaid question."I don't want something like this to happen again, Rory. You are going to be my wife. All the things that you do reflect on me. I'll see you tomorrow," he said before he turned his back on us and started walking away.I think I get it now. Why did Rory run away from this wedding? I only saw his surface level with these minutes that we are together, and I am sure that he's a controlling beast, a fucking handsome one."Oh my. She looks exactly like our Rory." A woman in her early fifties commented as soon as I walked inside a mansion. From the intricate details on the high ceiling of their home down to the circulating air all over, everything in there screams luxury and not the kind of luxury that I am already aware of. This definitely screams the luxury of the top one percent in our society. Suppose my type is seen as rats by the rich people that I am exposed to. I am sure I am nothing but a speck of dust to this family. God, who are they? Why do they have everything that I want in life? "Dear?" The elegant woman with a soft voice spoke. She handed her hand to the old man standing beside her. I can see a glimpse of Nicholas's features on him that made me assume that he is the master of this household."Isla, she is Rory's mother. Claudia Spencer." Nicholas correctly introduced me to the woman. I looked at her and flashed a wide grin on my lips. When I am about to offer her my hand, I can introduc
The black Rolls-Royce that Claudia, Nicholas, and I are on stopped before a regal-looking establishment. A place that will ultimately intimidate everyone who doesn't have a fat bank account. I peek through the tinted window. I could not help but play with my fingers as emotions went straight to my head. "Sweetheart, will you stop fidgeting? You look so nervous. Rory is never nervous. She is always confident with herself. Right now." Claudia quickly runs her eyes from my face down to my upper body. "You look like a mess." She turned her head to Nicholas, sitting on the shotgun seat next to their driver, "I don't think that it'll work. Suppose Kairo is caught red-handed for fooling him like this. It will be the end of us, Spencer." "Auntie," Nicholas called her with his ever-calm voice. When their eyes met. Claudia's face lit up instantly. She nodded her head, and then she shifted her body towards my direction. "I trust you. You'll do great. It's all in my head. A glass of champagne w
Calm. I need to stay calm. I faked the knotting of my forehead as I made eye contact with him. I am not going to let this man intimidate the shit out of me and make me lose my first million dollars.I slowly pulled a sarcastic smile on my lips as I tilted my head but still stared at him. "Can't you guess? Your bride runaway but this family can't afford to lose this business deal, and so here I am. An impostor who looks exactly like her." I made sure that I wouldn't stutter as I said those. Confidence is the key. Reverse psychology always works like a charm, and I hope it does wonders this time. "I see. When I saw you last night. You weren't having your bridal shower." I shake my head at him. "No. I was out partying and enjoying my last day as a single lady, dancing on someone else's lap as I tried to grasp that I was going to end up in a marriage with a man who was always away. I'd be sexually starved. Just by thinking about it." I rolled my eyes mid-air, "I am starting to hate you
I can feel my insides soaking as his bold and scandalous choice of words tingles my clit. I mentally shut and roll my eyes at myself. What a fucking hoe, Isla! He hasn't even touched you down there, and yet you can feel a phantom flicker of his finger. Having him inside my mouth while wearing this thousand-dollar wedding gown doesn't sound so bad. I looked at Kairos with the same amount of passion and ferocity before I turned my back on him. I caged my hair on my hand and rested it all on the left side of my neck and shoulder. I was giving him access to the right. Kairos wasted no time within a blink of an eye. His lips were all over my neck and shoulder. I was used to giving pleasure to men. It's a rare occurrence that I receive one from them, and this is one of the rare moments that will go down in the history of my sex life. Kairos pulled me closer to him. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and he started to rock and grind his hard-on against my ass. I am still wearing the wed
"That's a mind-blowing orgasm. Fuck, you are so good." Those words slipped out of my mouth, and when I realized it. It was too late. Kairos already heard him, and I bet he has his brain cells memorizing it.God, Isla! Yes. It's the most satisfying orgasm that you've ever had, but you don't have to boost his confidence like that. Now Kairos will start to think like he's some God for freaking great sex, but if I am being honest. For sure, he could be one. Eros, the God of romance or so, wouldn't mind. "Want to spend the night at my place?" He asked after he sat right beside me. I was wearing just my bra and underwear. I silently breathe deeply as I catch my breath. When I opened my eyes. I found the expensive gown lying on the floor as if it cost nothing but a dollar that we can always find in the dollar store.With my eyes still pasted on the gown. Eyeing its intricate details. I give Kairos a mischievous smile. "Why would I spend the night at your place? It's unladylike to spend the
On our way out of the atelier. Rory's cell phone, which Nicholas made me use, started to ring. It was as if he knew I was now done fitting his sister's wedding gown. I glance at Kairos, who is two steps ahead of me—biting my lower lip as I contemplate whether I'll answer Nicholas's call immediately. He didn't realize that he had left me behind. Rory's phone soon stopped ringing, but a new message popped on the screen. [Aren't you done with your fittings? Your appointment should have ended ten minutes ago. Please answer the phone, Isla.] Right after I read his messages, that is filled with correctly spelled words and punctuation. Nicholas' number popped on the screen, and I had no choice but to slide up the answer button this time. "Wait for me there. I am just a few blocks away from the Atelier," he said. I was about to open my mouth and say something when a massive hand and long fingers took Rory's phone out of my hand. Kairos stole the phone from me, bringing it straight to his
Kairos stopped in front of Spencer's driveway, but I remained nailed on my spot, not wanting to move even an inch. I badly want to bite on my fingernail as my anxiety starts getting the best of me.What would I say if they asked me why Kairos would want to move in with him after they left us together for less than two hours when Rory had been following him around like his golden retriever, and yet he didn't even pat her on her head once as a form of showing his affection? What should I say? That Kairos probably fell for my charms? We all know that I don't have charms and best believe that they know entirely about my background, though they won't say it straight to my face. I think they would eventually find out that I fucked with their daughter's husband. "Rory, we're home," Kairos said, which snapped me back to reality. I glance at him. He is already waiting for me outside of his car. I subtly swallow a lump in my throat before I unbuckle my seatbelt. Two steps away from the front do
Kairos's eyebrows finally arched, and his forehead knotted. For a moment, I thought he had decided and would come near me and confirm something just when I was about to ignore his presence and his pair of lustful eyes. The temperamental beast ignored me, too. He turned his back on me, then adjusted his body to make himself more comfortable at the sun lounger. He places both hands at the back of his head to make it his pillow, and he closes his eyes afterward. It looks like he's currently marinating himself under the sun that is not there because it's already seven in the evening. We're all just waiting for our personal chefs to be done with the outdoor buffet that Dianna suggested and asked for. "Yes, Rory?" He asked that question like he was humming it. I sat up straight and looked away from him with annoyance all over my face that I couldn't hide. I force my lid to shut as I breathe in and out in an attempt to control my emotions. This is the time when I hate how I can't help it bu