Chapter 11BIANCA'S POVI stood there, feeling overjoyed, a satisfied smile spreading across my face. That’s how it’s done, girl!She was about to flounce out when Dylan chased after her. “Claire, honey, please listen,” he trailed after her like a persistent fly.He held her arm and in a swift move, she turned and slapped him. But it wasn’t a powerful slap. It felt like paper flipping through a gentle breeze. I bet I could’ve done it better this time.“Don’t lay a finger on me again,” she warned, looking fragile as she breathed heavily. “If you do, I’ll scream, and I’ll make sure to get a restraining order against you.”After saying that, Dylan didn’t try to touch her again. She stormed out, using the back of her hand to cover her nose as she tried to hold back her tears.“Are you happy now?” Dylan turned to me, looking like an enraged beast. Should I be scared? No, there was a public place. There was nothing he could do to harm me.“News flash, I am,” I answered confidently, my gaze
Chapter 12 BIANCA’S POV I cast a eagle eye on my reflection for the thousandth time, feeling unusually concerned about how I looked. I have never been so cautious of my looks before. I was been extremely narcissistic and it was all because of him…of Richard. Letting out a big sigh, I turned to face Nina who was seated on the edge of the bed, watching me like I was her favourite character in her favourite TV show. “Are you sure this gown is okay? Or should I go for something shorter and more…revealing?” I squeaked. I knew for a fact that men are visual creatures. That they’re easily attracted and moved by what they see. Considering Richard’s personality and the images I found online, it was clear he preferred women who dressed…slutty. Rule No.1 in making him fall in love with me: Dress Slutty Nina popped out a tired breath, realizing she had to give me another round of motivational speech to pep me up once more. Rising, she approached me and took my hands. “Listen, girl,” she com
Chapter 13BIANCA’S POVDinnos is a recently opened restaurant that’s always packed. It’s known as one of the fanciest and most upscale spots to dine in the city. Mostly, it attracts the wealthy and affluent crowd.Dinnos is different because it doesn’t have a menu you can read and order from like most restaurants. Instead, the chef decides what to cook based on their inspiration, considering allergies and food intolerances. If you’re worried about the cost or not into trying new things, this might not be the place for you.As I got out of the Uber and entered the restaurant’s waiting area, I was greeted by a stylish atmosphere with comfy furniture, soft lighting, and tasteful décor. An ultra-slim woman with tiny eyes who was a staff member, dressed in a special staff uniform approached me as though she’d been expecting my arrival.“Welcome to Dinnos,” she greeted me with a well-practiced smile. Her cheeks were rosy, and her cheekbones seemed a bit swollen, maybe from smiling too muc
Chapter 14RICHARD’S POV She entered with a fiery presence that seemed determined to captivate me entirely. An intense sensation surged through me, suddenly leaving my lips dry and a heat that threatened to consume me racing along every part of my being. I moistened my lips, took a deep breath, and tried to cool off the inner fire on the brink of ignition. I managed a smile, my cheeks slightly shaky, as she confidently and seductively strolled to our table, like a supermodel at a big fashion show. She looked amazing, so attractive that having her for dinner right now wouldn’t be a bad idea. After we got settled, my gaze couldn’t keep itself from raking over her sumptuous body. The neckline of her black dress plunged so low to her cleavage, it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, her pointy nipples poking out like thorns from the thin fabric. But I liked it that way. Those boobs were perfect; well-rounded and sizeable enough to fit into my palms. Desire and the need to have her in m
Chapter 15 RICHARD’S POV The contract terms were straightforward, ensuring both Bianca and I benefited equally. Contrary to her concerns, it wasn’t one-sided and didn’t favour only me. In fact, upon closer inspection, it favoured her more than me. It had an introduction (with our names, addresses, and the contract date), a preamble, definitions, and the main body, which covered: Assets, Finances and Properties: • Upon marriage, Bianca Sinclair will be entitled to 20% of her husband’s share in assets and properties. In the unfortunate event of her husband’s death, she will inherit all his properties. However, if there is a child, Bianca Sinclair will transfer all rights to the child when they reach an appropriate age or in the unfortunate event of her death. • There will be no commingling of assets after marriage. Any assets acquired post-marriage are to be divided fifty/fifty upon divorce. Joint custody should there be any children. Child bearing, custody and support: • Both pa
Chapter 16RICHARD’S POVThe waiter brought our food. I watched him carefully. This time, he didn’t look at Bianca the way he did before. He made sure not to let his gaze linger on her. It’s good he listened and stayed the fuck away.I picked up my fork and wiped it with the table napkin, keeping a close eye on Bianca. I observed her keenly. I wanted to see if she’d get upset or complain about our wedding plans, which I just revealed. I was relieved to see her showing signs of displeasure.She tried to stay calm, acting like it didn’t bother her much, but it was clear she wasn’t doing a great job at it. She couldn’t concentrate on her meal, giving me a look as if I shaved off all her hair and eyebrows, with various thoughts swirling in her mind.“But…but the wedding gown, I already made provisions for it…” She stammered, blinking in confusion.“Did you already rent it and bring it home with you?” I inquired as I cut my chicken and dipped the morsel into my mouth, chewing lightly as I
Chapter 17 RICHARD’S POV Crossing her arms defiantly against her chest, she leaned back and turned her gaze away, sulking. “Bianca, please,” I motioned, attempting to soothe her. I looked around, noticing some guests giving us curious looks and whispering, their words indistinct. Her raised voice had drawn their attention. “Don’t shout at me. It’s crucial we discuss things like any civilized couple before getting married. Your parents practically begged for my hand in marriage, as if their lives depended on it. I had to give up a lot to agree, so yes!” I simmered quietly, not wanting to attract more attention. “I was forced into this, and I have the right to set conditions because I’m the one dealing with the consequences, I’m the one facing challenges here.” I held myself back, inhaling deeply, trying to keep my control. If it weren’t for Dad and Ben, I wouldn’t be here. I’d be at a club, enjoying myself. Instead, I’m here, dealing with the heavy weight of marriage and trying to j
Chapter 18RICHARD’S POV A small smile graced the corners of my lips, almost lasciviously as my interest was drawn at what she said. The night we spent together at that motel invaded my thoughts again. I pushed them aside to focus on the present.“We’re adults. We can have it whenever we feel like. But it should be purely consensual.”She sighed, as though a weight had been lifted off her jutting chest.“And babies?” She asked with intense curiosity and expectation, raising her eyebrows. “The contract talked about them several times. Are you okay with having kids?”I couldn’t believe it when she mentioned that, but I tried not to show my shock, not wanting her to think I hated the idea. But babies?! I wasn’t ready for that. Not yet. They were only mentioned in the contract for future and legal reasons.“Yes…” I stammered, feeling a little bit uncomfortable. “But not now. That’ll be after we’re well settled and ready to have them. No pressure.”After a moment, she nodded with underst