Chapter 8 Dangerous Pretension

Emery's POV

Georgina put her glass on the table after drinking her shot and looked at me. "So, tell me what really happened. How did you end up marrying the great Terrence Gray."

I shook my head. "You sound like you're worshiping him."

She lifted her arms. "Girl! That's Terrence Gray, the hottest bachelor. Just tell me. Come on…"

I took a deep breath and drank my shot before I looked at her again. Georgina's lips parted as she covered her mouth. "Oh no! Don't tell me this was your pretentious stepmom's doing again."

I shook my head and crossed my legs. "Not the stepmother. The stepbrother."

She frowned as if disgusted. "That gambling addict asshole? What did he do this time? Gosh! I might cut his dick off and feed it to him. I really hate your family!"

I smirked at her and sighed again before I dropped my gaze on the glass in my hand. "I'm too tired to tell you everything. But to make the story short, I gambled."

"You gambled? With Terrence Gray?"

"He was a collateral damage. I just mistakenly married him because of some stupid and complicated game of fate. He helped me get the company back and in exchange, I'll stay with him for a year."

When I looked at Georgina again, her lips were parted. I groaned. "Come on, Georgiana…"

"It doesn't make sense, Em. Why would you mistakenly marry him? I mean…he was at your wedding?"

I chuckled after remembering the situation. "It was the other way around, Georgina. I was at his wedding."

Her eyes widened in fractions and roamed her eyes around. "He was getting married?"

I massaged my forehead and looked around us. We're in a bar. After she called me last night, she immediately fled back home and now she forced me to meet her tonight. It's a good thing she's here, actually. I have someone I can talk to. I don't wanna talk with Terrence Gray. I might go crazy because of his stupid logic.

"Yes. Now, let's stop talking about myself. Let's just drink."

"You wanna get wasted?" She smirked at me.

I smirked back. "No. I won't stay long because I have a very judgemental mother-in-law."

She laughed hard and kicked my heels. "Come on! It's not like she's the one you're sleeping with at night. Just ignore her."

I frowned. "We have different rooms, Georgina. Don't overthink."

"What? Aren't you even tempted by your husband? He's a total hottie, Em! Come on! Since you're already in this situation, grab the chance! Sleep with him! You'd regret it once this is over."

"I won't!" Yes! He's hot. He's dayum hot. He's a freaking walking sex god but I won't sleep with him. He might not stop talking while doing that knowing that he's very talkative. Argh! That's weird.

She scoffed. "Give up on your V-card, Em. This is a modern world. Have fun!"

I just frowned and poured on my glass again. I drank it straight but someone suddenly dropped himself beside me, leaving no space between, and I immediately started coughing after realizing who it was.

My eyes widened and I saw Georgina's lips parted while looking at the man beside me.

I felt my cheeks burn as I felt his chest against my shoulder. His arm was resting on the couch where I was leaning my back and he's so close that I can smell his breath. A combination of alcohol and cigarettes.

"Terrence? Are you following me here?"

He smirked sexily, showing his dimple. Damn!

"Don't get your hopes too high, baby. I have a social life too. I wanna have fun."

My forehead creased as I roamed my eyes around. "Your friends?"

"At the VIP."

I turned to him again and glared. "Then, why are you here?"

"Because I was told that my wife is here. And…" he paused and looked at Georgina. "Won't you introduce me to your friend?"

Georgina flipped her hair and offered a handshake. She even shot her eyebrow up. "Best friend, Mr. Gray. I know the whole story, so you don't have to pretend around me. Georgina."

Terrence smirked and accepted Georgina's hand. "Nice meeting you, Georgina. Terrence here. And I'm not pretending. I'm just naturally sweet. My wife knows that very well."

I looked at him in annoyance. "We're having girls talk here, Terrence. Go back to your friends."

"Alright!" He pulled himself up and smiled at me. "Call me if you wanna go home already. I brought my car."

I lazily lifted my car keys. "Same with mine."

He pursed his lips. "Then, I'll ride with you…yours, I mean."

I heard Georgina choke and cough. I gritted my teeth and glared at Terrence again. He smiled sweetly and innocently as if irritating me even more and I was shocked when he suddenly pecked on my lips before he walked away, waving his hand.

What the…

"O to the M to the G! Are you sure he's not in love?"

I swallowed hard and slowly looked at Georgina. "He's not."

"If he's not in love with that attitude, what more if he falls?"

"Shut it, Georgina!" I growled and drank another shot. "That will never happen."

"You can never tell…"

I roamed my eyes around and I felt so pathetic after I saw people who seemed to be reporters. He was pretending. Of course, he's just pretending. Why the hell did I blush at that?

I cleared my throat and poured my shot glass again. I could feel Georgina's eyes on me but I ignored her. I continued drinking, a bit annoyed because of Terrence. Damn it! I will make sure that our one-year agreement will end without me falling for him. Shit! This is dangerous.