Sarina's POV:"Where are you agreeing to?" Maximus asked, sounding like an idiot."You're so stupid, Mr. Salonga. You know exactly what I'm saying; don't play with me," I retorted."Are you angry?" he asked again."No, Mr. Salonga, I'm just telling you," I replied."Tell me what?" he pressed."Mr. Salonga!" I barked."Clarify it because I don't understand what you're saying. What are you agreeing to? Where are you agreeing?"If it weren't for the puzzled look on his face, I could say he was mocking me.Even so, I was sure this pervert was just toying with me—it was impossible that he didn't understand what I was saying."Ah, forget it. It seems like your offer is already closed," I said, but he didn't respond. "Just let me take a leave. Paid leave, I mean.""Why?" he pressed."I'm going to find a wealthy man who has 200,000 dollars to fuck for a year," I said."Oh, is that what you're saying you're agreeing to? Clarify it," Maximus said."Please just let me take the one-w
Sarina's POV:"What does this mean? Why do we need to get married?" I asked, confused. Yes, I had wondered if I could sleep with someone who wasn't my partner, but it had never crossed my mind that he would attach the word "marriage" to our agreement."You've already seen and read it, so why are you asking?" Maximus replied."I still don't understand. We're talking about marriage here, Mr. Salonga—a lifelong commitment. Our agreement was just for a year of sex," I explained."This is for your benefit too. Don't you want us to avoid being immoral?" he asked as if he had truly thought it through."I get that, but I'm not ready to get married!" I exclaimed."Well, you'd better start preparing. If you're ready to commit to a year of sex, then be ready to become Mrs. Salonga.""You think it's that easy?" I asked him back."I know it's not. Can you imagine me getting married? Being tied to you?" he said mockingly."Exactly!" I exclaimed, exasperated.Maybe he's gone crazy, and I
Sarina's POV:Maximus and I had been living together for a week, but he still hadn't made any moves on me. I was a bit surprised because, even though we shared a bed, he hadn't even tried to hug me.Our marriage papers had already been processed, and I was starting to wonder if he was still in his right mind.Given how perverted he was, it was hard to believe he hadn't even touched me.I had already sent the 70,000 dollars to my mom to pay off my dad's debts.I had mustered up all my courage to ask him for it. I didn't care if he decided to sleep with me by Christmas—what mattered was that I needed the money now.We were in our room, and I was dressing him.Actually, we had showered together, though I hadn't really wanted to, but he had been so insistent that I eventually gave in. I had assumed he would want to have sex, but no. "Love," he called out, so I turned to him. "Can you check if the driver is here?" Maximus asked."Why? Are you going somewhere?" I asked, puzzled.
Sarina POV:Oh no, what was that feeling? Was this how it was supposed to feel? I wasn't exactly innocent—I had been intimate with my ex-boyfriend before, though we hadn't gone all the way. However, Maximus' touch gave me a completely different sensation. "You were saying, love?" Maximus asked. I had my eyes closed because of the sensation his fingers were causing, but I quickly opened them when I heard his voice. "Oh… Lisa's donut was delicious," I said, probably blushing hard. Thankfully, he couldn't see me. "Was it really the donut that was delicious?" he teased, grinning at me. Damn, why did it feel like he could see me with that grin? If I hadn't known from the start that he was blind and in a wheelchair, I'd have thought he was playing a prank on me. But even the housemaids knew what had happened to him. "Yeah, try some!" I said, forcing the donut into his mouth. I had to shove it in because his grin was seriously getting annoying. "L-Love, n-not
Sarina's POV:The nerve of that jerk! There I was, sitting at a table in the same coffee shop where I had once bought coffee for that pervert, Maximus, watching him talk to that woman—Miranda.She was dabbing at her eyes like she was crying, but there wasn't a single tear in sight. Just because Maximus couldn't see her didn't mean no one else would notice her act.Miranda was Maximus' ex-girlfriend. She had dumped him the moment she found out about his condition. She probably thought he'd never walk or see again, so she bolted faster than she could say "goodbye."Well, I'm just guessing. Maybe she wasn't happy because Maximus couldn't satisfy her anymore, so she left. If she only knew how much of a pervert he still was, she might've stuck around.I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and walked over to them. Miranda shot me a death stare, but as if I cared."Aren't you done yet?" I asked, my voice sharp."Sorry, love. We're finished talking now," Maximus said as he backed his w
Sarina's POV:"Try leaving me again, Sarina, and you'll see what you're truly looking for," Maximus said, his voice laced with anger.I ignored him, scrolling through my phone."Are you even listening?" he demanded, frustration clear in his tone, but I remained unfazed.Why should I care about someone who valued others' opinions over my feelings?He had just returned from the hospital, and as soon as Aries—who had brought him home—left, Maximus began lecturing. Did he really think his fury would affect me?"Sarina!" he shouted."Don't yell at me!" I snapped.He probably thought I'd let him treat me this way just because we had supposedly settled our issues."If I see Miranda again, I'll do it all over again. Just tell me now if you're going to let her flirt with you, so I don't have to keep tagging along," I said sharply."Are you jealous?" he asked, as if that was the issue.I nearly laughed at the absurdity but held it back."Jealous? Why would I be? Who do you think you
Sarina's POV:"Love, I need to go to the office," Maximus said.It was Monday morning, and we were having breakfast.I had prepared it since Lisa wasn't around—she had something important to attend to for her child. That was fine, though, as I knew my way around house chores."Okay," I replied shortly, continuing to eat."Are you still mad about what happened last week?" Maximus asked."I have no right to be mad," I answered."Come on, love, I've already explained.""I'm just saying, since you've paid me, you can do whatever you want. As long as, after a year, our contract is done," I said, taking the last bite of my eggs and sipping some water.I was taking my time eating because, after each bite, I had to feed my husband.Honestly, there was no real issue—I understood his situation and wasn't the kind of person to neglect him. So, even though I had been annoyed with him for a week, I couldn't stay mad for long."Stop reminding me about our contract. I didn't force you. Aft
Sarina's POV:"Grandma," Maximus greeted.We were at the condo, and his grandmother had just arrived.I felt awkward, unsure of what to do as she stared at me, particularly at my hand, which was being held by Maximus."Good morning," I greeted her as well, not wanting to seem disrespectful.Ruth raised an eyebrow before turning to Maximus. "How are you, sweetie?" she asked as she sat on the couch next to Maximus' wheelchair.I sat on the other side, feeling like we were in some sort of love triangle."As you can see, I'm perfectly fine. My wife takes good care of me," Maximus replied."Well, she should, since she's getting paid to do it!" Ruth quipped.Ouch! No warning at all.If she weren't elderly, I would've fired back."Grandma—"Ruth interrupted, "What? It's the truth! Do you really think she'd work this hard if there wasn't money involved? She better do her job properly, or I'll report her to the nurse's association.""Sarina is my wife, Grandma," Maximus corrected