BELLATRIX... "W-what!?" Swallowing hard, I stared at the man, unable to realize if it was a joke or his seriousness. How is that even possible? We only met three times, and each of them happened in deadly circumstances. His expression and attitude were solemn, and he didn't look like an impulsive person who would fool around, and that's where I was confused. Did he really save me to marry me? But for what reason? He turned around, his hands inserted in pant pockets, his eyes were cold with a slight frown on his extremely handsome face, "Hmm, I want to marry you." He repeated his words, this time they were more refined. My breath quickened under his determined gaze, "b-but wh-y?" My hands fisted in the blanket with a strange anxiety. "Rest assured, it won't be a regular marriage, but a contract one." He spoke, making me frown in confusion. "A contract marriage?" I murmured. I bit down on my lower lip, "b-but why me?" If he wanted a contract marriage, there were several ca
Inhaling another deep breath, I opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door slowly after me.He was sitting behind the desk, in a white shirt, looking handsome as usual. His cold green gaze met mine, and his brow raised, "Yes?"I licked my dry lips before bravely looking at him, "I've thought about your proposal, and I've decided..." I said. He gave me a single nod, his gaze fixed on mine. "I-I agree to this arrangement," I muttered. He continued looking at me, as usual calm, yet cold with his expression. After a while, "I've told you before, you've no rush, or pressure. Are you sure about it? Because... Once it's done, there's no going back for a year." Just like him, he spoke so calmly, which somehow encouraged me to hold his gaze. I felt more confident now standing right in front of him with my point of verdict, "In my opinion, marriage is not a trivial matter to begin with, even though it was bound in a contract... However, I'm willing to take the risk." He clearly s
BELLATRIX...'Why are you not responding? Pick up the call!' Another text popped up as I continued staring at my phone wordlessly.'Bellatrix! This is too much! Where is Florence!? What did you do to her!?' Another text.'Pick up the call, Bellatrix!' One more... And my phone started ringing again.I, however, did not dare to take the call. I could feel her aggression through her texts, and at the moment, I'm in no mood to endure their illogical blames and scolds.How would I know where their favorite daughter is hiding? She was the one who schemed to kill me and kidnapped me twice in a row, must be planning her third attack somewhere. Why don't they, for once, leave me alone and stop connecting me to her every matter!?God!I almost jumped out of my skin with my phone ringing once again. I frowned, turning to the phone. I attempted to turn it to flight mode but paused at the name on the screen—Stella.A relief washed over me as a small smile appeared on my face. I received the call,
BELLATRIX..."What is this?" I asked, a strange knot forming in my belly."Wedding ring. Try it and see if it suits you," he replied."Wedding ring..." I murmured, feeling a sudden heaviness in my heart, "Is it necessary?" I asked."Hmm, it's one of the basics to make this marriage look authentic."He is right, the contract remains between us only. Therefore, I agreed and looked at the beautiful ring. Undoubtedly, the ring holds an outstanding design, not to mention it's a diamond."It looks expensive, and I don't think that is necessary in this contract marriage."His gaze met mine, the beautiful shade of green was cold as usual. He was silent for a moment and then said, "Fooling others would be easy, but not Grandpa. I assume you know him already, so you might as well be aware of his values, and I don't want to take a risk," he stated calmly yet sternly.Once again, I was left wordless because he was right. Grandpa Gregory is one of the powerful and respected businessmen in the coun
BELLATRIX... The marriage procedures were shorter than I thought. Victor somehow managed to gather my necessary documents and submitted them alongside his. Then we exchanged our rings. Once it was done, we walked out of the government office as a newly married couple. Finally, it's done... I feel nothing remarkable after marriage; it turned out to be very simple. All it took was a few dollars for a certificate that is valid for only a year in our case. "Give me your hand," Victor said suddenly, stretching his hand toward me. I tugged on my lower lip and placed my hand on his. The warmth of his touch pleasurably spread within me. Slowly, he raised his other hand, revealing a beautiful bracelet before my eyes. "I-it's beautiful," I muttered, mesmerized by the beauty of the bracelet. He did not reply. Instead, he locked it around my wrist and looked at me. "It's your wedding gift." "Ah!" I gasped, once again glancing at the shimmering bracelet. "B-but wh-y?" My voice was
"Of course! Let's meet at the 'sea house'!" She said excitedly, and I agreed. I took a bus and soon reached the seafood restaurant, with Mathew trailing behind me. It was our regular place before she went overseas. A few minutes later, my best and only friend showed up. Her beautiful face lit up as soon as our eyes met. She hurried over, embracing me in a bone-crushing hug. "Oh babe, I missed you so fucking much!" She exclaimed, earning attention from others. I smiled at her. She is always like this, feral and willful, just like me. The only difference is, I'm timid, while she possesses the bravado to be herself. We entered the restaurant and selected a corner seat that would keep me away from prying eyes. Mathew took a seat at a table before mine. Luckily, Stella didn't notice him yet. She waved her hand to a waiter, who soon arrived, and we placed our order. Mathew also ordered something; God knows what, but luckily, he wasn't following me like a regular bodyguard and catching
BELLATRIX ..."M-my parents!" My voice trembles, "W-why!?"Why would he want to see my parents? I agreed to this marriage to keep my distance from them, but he..."Yes, I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes." He says and hangs up before I can process all of it.As I stare at the black screen of my phone in a daze, a sudden snap from Stella brings me back. I look up at her; she is waving her hands before my eyes. "What's wrong? Why do you look so pale? It was your new husband, right? What did he say? Did he mess with you? Tell me!" She starts firing questions at me.Sigh..."He wants to visit my parents," I murmur."That's it?" She scoffs. "You were reacting as if he asked for your kidneys! Come on now, Trix, you're married now. I don't think your family or Neil would harass you anymore." She argues, "What if they bless you now and give you the love you always yearned for? You're married to a Ryder after all.""He is not a Ryder," I frown. He is Dubov, unlike those arrogant Ryders, and a
BELLATRIX... After a while, the car stopped in front of the villa. "We're here," he says. "I know." Muttering with a little displeasure, I open the door to step out. "You go first; I'll return after parking the car, okay?" he speaks, and this time, I turn to see him. The truth is, I'm not quite confident about going there alone, and for some reason, I want him to go with me. I part my lips, yet nothing comes out when a realization adorns my idea: we are only a contract couple; a year later, our ways will be parted. Who would I ask then? The thought makes me swallow the words that were almost on my tongue, and I shake my head. "Okay." I get out of the car and watch him drive toward the parking lot before I turn to the villa. Home it was to me even two days earlier, but now... sigh. Inhaling a deep breath, I step inside with a racing heart. It feels so strange, as if I'm intervening in someone's property without permission. Am I supposed to feel this way regarding my own