Chapter 5

She had tried to have one at a time, but it didn’t go so well. And so, she decided to indulge herself into work rather than one filled with fake love and commitment.

What an irony it was now, that she was indulging herself in said fake love and commitment.

‘’Yeah.’’

The driver nodded and started the engine, driving off to the cafe she was meant to meet her new husband.

Well, fake husband.

The cafe they chose was a famous one. Not only was it famous, it looked like those fancy restaurants only rich and elite people went to. Alexis suddenly felt out of place.

‘’Should have worn a skirt instead,’’ she muttered to herself. Well, there was no need to think about it now. She thought, taking a deep breath before walking through the pull-in doors. 

When she entered, the sight that greeted her was surprising to say the least. The ceiling was elaborately decorated and a grand staircase led to a finely lavished second story of the building. The walls were a semi-white pallor with hints of lavender and stairs that were carved out of fine wood that Alexis had only seen in magazines.

This place put Sam’s cafe to shame. It was even big enough to occupy her cafe and still have space for two more. She wasn’t even sure she could call it a cafe at this point. It looked like a dinner hall.

Just who was the guy anyway?

At the corner of her eyes, she spotted two men seated. One leaned against his back on his chair, arms crossed and looking completely tensed. The other sat on his chair comfortably, sipping out of his cup of coffee. When he saw her, his eyes immediately lit up.

Alexis instantly recognized them as the customers from yesterday.

‘’Alexis,’’ the pretty boy said, walking up to her. He held her hand as he led her back to their seat. ‘’Glad you could make it.’’

‘’Thank you, huh,’’ she stared, noticing that she didn’t know his name.

‘’Matt.’’ He beamed.

She smiled. Of course, Sam mentioned him. ‘’Mr. Matt.’’

‘’Mr. Matt sounds too formal. Please call me Matt.’’ Matt laughed clearly more excited than she or the other person were.

‘’Idiot.’’

Alexis' eyes shifted to the dark haired man who had remained quiet just like he did yesterday. When Sam had told her someone needed a wife, she had pictured some washed out loser who had no backbone in his home and followed everything his mother told him. But now, seeing him, she could tell he was the kind of person who was rather prominent.

Haven Gray.

No wonder his name sounded familiar.

Not only was he popular as a businessman, he was popular for his looks. He was really handsome, Alexis would give him that. If she thought he was handsome yesterday, he looked even more stunning today.

No.

She shook her head. Ogling her pretend husband wasn’t today’s plan. She was here for business.

‘’Mr. Haven,’’ She greeted him with a hesitant smile as she took her seat. ‘’We met yesterday—’’ She stretched out her hand.

"Can we get to the chase?" he rudely interrupted her, ignoring her and causing her eyes to narrow slightly. ‘’We don’t have all day.’’

Alexis scoffed as she retracted her hand. Well, not only was he a rich, good looking businessman from a prominent family. He was also a dick-head. 

Was it too late to change her mind and go home?

Alexis wasn’t happy to say the least. Just five minutes and she wished she could wipe the smug look off Haven’s face. He should be grateful she agreed to do this. Not every person in their right sense would agree. And yet, here she was.

Haven folded his arms over his chest. After brooding for a minute, Matt, sensing the sudden rise of tension, coughed lightly, placing a brown envelope on the table. 

‘’What’s this?’’ Alexis asked.

‘’Your marriage contract.’’ Matt urged her to open it. Grabbing the envelope, Alexis slowly opened it. Inside was a stack of paper stapled together, along with a box. When she opened it, she gaped.

‘’A ring?’’ she asked questionably, staring at the two men. Haven’s attention wasn’t on her again. His eyes roaming around as though he found the place suddenly interesting to look at. She dropped the box, reaching for the paper. It had information about different people and her supposed relationship with them. Even the story of how she met Haven was already printed down. She glanced at him again. It was a ridiculous story if she was being honest. 

She dropped the paper on the table, brushing her bangs off her face as she smiled hesitantly. ‘’You really don’t plan your things halfway.’’

‘’Of course. "I worked really hard on these last night." Matt laughed as he said this. 

‘’And the rings?’’ she couldn’t help but ask. They were really beautiful. What a shame they were going to be used for the wrong purpose.

‘’Got them myself.’’

Was she marrying Matt or Haven? She wondered. 

‘’So, what do you say?’’ Haven asked.