Chapter Six - The contract.

LINXARA POV

Cladded in a rolled-up sleeve, white shirt,, and a black office pant. His blue eyes were scanning me, taking in my look. Honestly, I don't care; I have no business with this man at all. I don't have a business with him. I don't even know him at all. This was all Vynessa's fault. She was the one who slept with him. I have never slept with someone in my life.

My gaze shifted to the brown envelope on the table. What was it about? Was he about to sue me further and take me to court? How do I explain to this hard-headed and hot-tempered man that I know nothing about his missing jewelry and money?

I folded my arms. I still have to let him understand that I didn't steal from him. It wasn't me but the problem was that I was finding it so hard to say it was my twin sister. The police will find her, capture her, and throw her in jail. This will lead to depression for my mother. Something bad might happen to her. Her blood pressure will go higher.

I'd rather stay here and prevent that from happening.

I cleared my throat and looked up at him. "What is this for?" I asked.

He didn't say a word and this was pissing me off. I do not have time for all these. He has already thrown me into jail and that was enough.

"If you don't speak to me, then I don't think it makes sense to come here." I blurted.

"Fucking sit down and check the papers." He snapped making me scared.

I rolled my eyes. I didn't like the tone he was using on me but what choice do I have? Nothing. I don't even have money to bail myself out. I can't even post bail in the first place.

I sat down and he did the same. With my shaky hands, I grabbed the brown envelope and brought out the papers. I looked up at him, and he looked away, making me lower my head to read the content of the letter.

As I read the content, I snapped my head up in shock. I don't even need to read further. This man was trying to make me marry him. To make me give myself to him in exchange for my freedom. In annoyance, I slammed the papers on the table and glared at him.

I have had enough. I can't do this anymore. I can't. This has to stop. Maybe it was time I told him about Vynessa. That she was the one who stole his things. I can't get married to someone like him. There was no way in hell I would allow that to happen. No!

"What do you take me for, huh? That I will sign this shit quickly and jump into a miserable marriage with you? I think you are mistaken, Mr. Billionaire but I am not interested in your offer. I would rather stay in here for the rest of my life than lead a miserable life with you." I spilled in annoyance.

"I can't believe you are choosing to rot in here than considering my offer." He spoke deeply making me more irritated.

"I would rather stay here and endure everything. I am not getting into a marriage with you. I barely even know you." I retorted.

"You barely even know me but you allowed me to fuck you that night. You even went as far as stealing my things. I can't believe you are choosing to stay in here than having your freedom and living with me. It's just two years contract, Linxara. Don't be so foolish, letting your pride blind you from seeing the good life I want to put you in. I mean you can enjoy my money as much as you want. That's what the other sluts usually do. Spending my money and going all shopping."

I sprang up on my feet. Was he calling me a slut? Fuck this man. Fuck him! I can't hide it anymore. I need to tell him the truth that I wasn't the one who he spent the night with that night.

"Fine! Do you want to hear the truth? I wasn't the one that stole your things. I didn't spend the night with you. It was my twin sister, Vanessa. She was the one who spent the night with you at the bar. I am not a stripper. She is the stripper. So let me go. Go find her and get her for all I care. I don't care anymore." I blurted in frustration. I don't care if the police catch her; she must pay for what she did. I can't suffer from her mistakes anymore.

Just then a smile spread across his lips. "Do you really think I don't know that?" He answered, and I was shocked. He knew? Then why hasn't he released me yet? He should get her and not me.

"You knew that and you are still keeping me here? Isn't that cruel?" I said.

I was hurt. This man is so cruel. So wicked.

"I know her. I know every single soul in your goddamn, poor family. And your mother? She already knows what your twin did. So, to save your strength and tears, sign this contract,, and let's get married. I will give you everything you want. Just be my wife so my old folks can finally back off from troubling my life." He stated.

Right. He must have done a background check on me to know every single detail about my family. I accept that but getting married to him was something I would never do. Over my dead body. I would rather stay here and rot in here till my last breath. And I can't believe he was getting married to me to stop his parents from disturbing him. No, I was not going to do that. Ever.

"I am not going to get married to you, Paxton. I would rather die than give myself to someone like you. So get out now and never come back." I seethed and turned around to leave. Just as I was about to go, he threatened me.

"I know where your mother lives, just a reminder. You don't want to see her on the streets right? How about I strip them of their shelter? Both your mother and your beloved friend. Vivian."

I turned around immediately. "No, you won't do that to me. You won't."

"Just a call from me will send them flying their shits on the streets and I can promise you that you will rot here."

I gritted my teeth, clenching my fists. Tears were threatening to pour. I don't deserve this. I don't.

"You are so cruel!" I muttered.

"I get that a lot. So now, fucking sit your ass down and read the contract now. Because you won't be only getting married to me, you will give birth to my kids too." He stated, staring deep into my eyes.

I shook my head. No, this can't happen.

No!