Chapter Thirty-One"You did very great, Aryan." Ashley commended Aryan in her office. Aryan was sitting down on the visitor's chair and she was sitting beside him. Aryan smiled. "It was harder than I thought though. But the good part was that I was able to pull it off. That woman is an antagonist." Aryan pointed out. "Isn't she?" Ashley asked and stood up and walked around her office folding her arms. "Is that how she is? Was that the woman you were staying with would take over your company if you don't provide a solution?" Aryan asked for a better understanding. "Of course. She is Anita Williams. Always opposing each of my orders before doing it. I don't even know why I haven't kicked her out yet." Ashley muttered but he heard. "Oh." "Yes, but don't worry. Everything would be fine as long as you don't let her get to you." She told him. "Alright. But are you sure about that?" Aryan asked. "Sure? About what?" "About me heading your company...""I am sure. It was part of the p

Chapter Thirty-Three Getting to the hotel and resort, I demanded the VIP tickets and we were given. Another lady showed us to the place. I was still holding Aryan by the arm and we were smiling and acting like the fake couple we were. I know he must be scared about him proposing to me in front of everyone but it must be done. Everything. My assistant, Christina bought our swimsuit. Mine was a bikini and was just his shorts. The place wasn't crowded but was filled with few people of the high class. People who are wealthy and not poor people who can't afford this place. I collected my bikini from her and went ahead to change. Aryan did the same. I was directed to change in the restroom. Removing my black, tight gown, I folded it and handed it over to Christina. I changed into a bikini. It was a monokini swimsuit. The type that had straps on both shoulders and it showed my waistline on both sides and another strap again at the middle. It was a backless bikini and it showed so much ski

Chapter Thirty-FiveWe both ended up at a restaurant to eat dinner. That was my idea. He never wanted to come with me but I need him to make people believe that we are together. That our love is forever. Not exactly. He pulled out a chair for me and I sat down. He did the same for himself and he sat down opposite me. "What do you wanna order? Rice? Cheesecakes? Bacon? Pizza? Ramen? Anything you want to eat." I asked him adjusting my gown. It wasn't covering my thighs because it was too short. "I am fine." He answered and that made me raise my head. "What? I know you will be hungry by now. You need to eat something. C'mon." "I am not..." "Aryan." "You don't wanna hurt my feelings eat something unless you want me to force them down your throat. I am sure you don't want that. It would be so fun if people watch me feeding you." I said and I knew that would scare him out. "Fine. I will just take a glass of water." "You are kidding." The waiter came to us and gave us the menu. I sk

Chapter Thirty-Seven ASHLEY'S POV"You have got a nice house bro. Did she get this for you?" Parkinson said as he looked around the house. I folded my arms together. I don't care about the house or something. I was only thinking about the contract Ashley would be bringing today. I just hope that it won't be a long time contract. I just want to help her and we will go our separate ways. That was all my aim. Dipping my hands into my pocket, I sat down on the couch. It was then I realized that Parkinson was still talking to me. "Hey." He tapped my shoulder. "What now?" I asked. He winked at me. "You are so weird," I told him. "C'mon bro. You are enjoying it now. I saw the pictures." He teased me. "Remember all this is a contract. We were just faking it." I answered simply. "And the kiss too?" He asked, smiling. "Oh boy," I sighed deeply. "I told you all was just fake. It wasn't real. I am just helping her." I replied. There were no strings attached. Nothing would happen betwe

Chapter Thirty-NineARYAN'S POVHer moans grew louder in the bathroom as I kept knocking on the door. I was scared when I thought something bad was happening to her. I heard her sniffing her nose. Why is that? She opened the door and I studied her for a while. Why was she looking like that?"I am okay, Aryan." She replied smiling at me. "Hey, your face looks swollen." I told her. I refused to believe that she was okay. It was like she had been crying her eyes out. "Your eyes look puffy from crying." "I...I am okay...I just..." "Aryan..." I "Aryan..." She called again trying to keep her eyes open. "Ashley...talk to me. What's wrong? Have you been crying? Ma'am? Please wait. I.." I didn't get to finish what I was saying when she shut her eyes closed. No!"Ashley," I called but I go no answer. I got scared as I carried her in my arms. I dropped her on the couch. The maids came to my aid and that was it. One of the maids who was working for her before called the doctor. In some