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My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 21 what about us?
"Should I turn on the heater of your room?" Monica doubts that he will disagree with the fact that this room is freezing cold. She doesn't want to fight for his room preference if he doesn't want he doesn't have to.He nods to her. Agreeing to his response she turns the heater as after a quick minute the room was quite warm. Her night gown was enough to cover herself. Her hands gone still when Julien pulls himself beside her bursting into laughter. His hoarse voice makes her want to curl her fingers around her stomach. She glanced up to meet his amused eyes "what's wrong?" Sure enough he founds it funny that she will sleep here with him."I just…. I kicked someone out of the company for a silly reason because he was an asshole." Her mind wasblank. What did he just say? He kicked someone out of his company? Why? But for one reason her mind can't figure it out that he was an actor earlier this week so what's all about the company thing? Oh. Hell. To. Her.She sat at the edge of the bed
Last Updated : 2023-02-24My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 22 Intrusive thoughts
For the past five days, Julien's confusion rose to a final decision that he needs the job to progress. The night he told Monica all the insecurities he had made him look at her in a different manner. She was gone when he woke up. But the heat of the bed made him groan.Sitting by the kitchen counter Monica finally exhales the ragged breath she was holding while writing a resignation letter to the professional job. Her mind travelled through the memories she had with all of her colleagues and her students. She was happy. Julien didn't speak to her after that night. We had normal family gatherings and barbecues, and an outdoor picnic where her sister came with her date. They were so young and full of delight.And so on they acted like a couple making hard to progress the life given to them. "Hey" he whispers. Monica jerks when his breath fan on her earlobe. A growl escapes him. "You seriously planning on giving them your resignation letter?" Where does those talkings come from? They ar
Last Updated : 2023-02-25My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 23 I love your body too!
"I think we should have the discussion over your body right now." He laughs, grabbing Monica's right arm. She has never been so lucky to listen to his little chuckle. She turned to find him amused. Something in his eyes tells her that he is rather relaxed than other days around her. Julien trails his chest to her back and his grip tightens around her. He hasn't been this relaxed since the winter took over them. His mind was zeroed and no longer Catalina existed. "Now then what was all about your body? Are you insecure?" He placed a hand over her shoulder to relax her unwanted uneasiness building inside her. She needs his attention after all the time they had. And willingly to give her. He quite didn't find his own feelings but he is sure she doesn't have a clue that he was making an effort to this unwanted marriage.A soft moan escapes her. "You are hurting me." Soon her eyes dropped to her right arm where he was grabbing her with all of his human strength. God, this isn't a sin to b
Last Updated : 2023-02-25My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 24 dinner date!
Julien had all his meetings in the morning with Monica getting up without him beside her as she tried to coil herself into the sheets as she watched her trip over his shirt that he pulled off his body yesterday night. Her eyes zeroes as she looks up to him. His chest heaving with sudden nervousness. He knows she will be nervous too. His hair has been messy since he got up early to cuddle with her but making a first and such a bold move would make him a fool out of it.Monica fists the sheet between her fist when she finds Julien completely naked as he gets up and types something on the phone and then his eyes snaps on her covered shoulders. He had a grin on his face. His hands snakes up on her waist as he inhales the little breath he chose to exhale. His face lits up as her eyes catches him dragging his body down to pickup his shirt. "Don't worry, yesterday I was feeling a little hot." His voice hoarse from sleep. It makes her want to listen on a loop. He has such a masculine voice
Last Updated : 2023-02-26My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 25 Breathtaking beauty
Julien texts his wife by inviting her to have dinner outside the house? This house has everything to eat. Practically it's like a shopping mall. Everything is stored starting from eggs to apples, even meats which are high in protein. Why does he attempt to give every butler off for the day?But receiving the message made Monica smile for a bit but she was disappointed in him to even think about it. He actually invited her. But what she was getting her high hopes from? Probably there will be some paparazzi to take clicks of his personal life. By the time of evening she was dressed in a plain white gown which is certainly perfect for a dinner night she guesses. Taking her velvet coat from the dresser she sits on the bed feeling nervous.A gentle knock at her door and she was seconds later on her feet to open the door. But she didn't feel any presence of Julien. The aura around the entrance was completely normal. When she opened and found Marcus standing pasting a sloppy smile on his fac
Last Updated : 2023-02-26My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 26 the siesta
Monica looked between both the brothers as they shared a glare with each other. Julien's, hands trailing up and down her back leaving a dreadful shiver as he turns to her and takes her to their assigned table. Viscont scoffs as a short girl with two glasses of wine approaches him and makes their way to Julien's table. Julien nods to someone behind her as Monica turns to look who was there. A old man dressed in suit smiles at him. Looking like a businessman or his business partner. Her focus turned to the girl dancing on the floor with three other mens. She have been in parties or reunions but not to a dinner where people acknowledges each other."It took two years to build this mansion," Julien drawls, but he is still grinning to the old man."Did this mansion get raided?" Monica asks.Julien looks up at her tapping the table. He leans in and fills her empty wine glass. Monica sensing some sensitive story around here. He shakes his head "you don't have to know about that." He says qu
Last Updated : 2023-02-26My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 27 Fight for her love
It was half past noon when Monica and Julien had their lunch. It was the first ever lunch Monica made for Julien. Julien kept receiving calls from his office as Monica took turns to refill his wine glass the more he talked the more he felt thirsty for wine or even water. Monica was out of the lunch as she remembered the emotional words she shared with Janice at her office and the offer she declined was rude of her.Julien sank down in the chair in front of Monica. "What's all about the spacing out?" Julien asked, finally getting off his phone calls. Monica jerked her head up to look in the direction of the door. Her fingers flicked each and every time she felt nervous. Julien was not angry but he was doubtful of her getting back late from outside."It's nothing. I have already made up my mind about joining a new job. That is just down the lane. It's a Spanish hotel where one of my friends works so I thought maybe I can try there." Monica didn't feel any presence of his anger or anythi
Last Updated : 2023-02-27My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 28 Share all the pain
Julien didn't find it boring when she told him all the facts that was called by Janice. He wasn't even upset about anything. He truly wanted to give her the best life a man can give. He simply got up from his place and hugged her from the back. It was the first time she felt so satisfied and soothing his arms tightened around her. Tears don't stop falling. He shifts and cups her cheeks and kisses her cheeks. Monica blushes as they both break into a laughter after so many months they are laughing sharing a bond with each other. After a few minutes there was finally some silence. Monica being in her arms and Julien being comfortable with all the weight she put on him. The room was quite and the lights already began to dim. Julien takes the initiative to break the silence. "Monica, I know this is something you should be hearing from my mother but it's me who will tell you something important and it's all for your sake. I can't love you like other mens out there but I can gibe you every
Last Updated : 2023-02-28
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As they both share a passionate time.“Princesse, please.” It’s a beg, Monica will admit, but it’s growled with deep hunger. She flips her hair over one shoulder, putting her weight onto one arm to take Jackson in hand. Standing him upright, she aligns herself with him. “I loveyou, husband,” she says sweetly. “I love you, wiiiiife.” Jackson means to return the sweet words, knowing it will get her off as much as it does him, but Monica sinks her bliss down onto him, taking all thought and word formation skills from his brain. Engulfing all of Jackson in her warmth and wetness, she begins to move, sliding up and down his shaft at an unhurried pace. Jackson murmurs to her in French as he pinchens and plucks her nipples, reaching between them to circle her clit with his thumb, and lay a sharp smack to the flesh of her hip. Tobias once told Monica that a man has three women—his wife, his mistress, and his whore. He was the lucky bastard who has found all three in onewoman. Monica was eve
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 173 Altar to his future
The reception was full of laughter, dancing, and magic. It must be magic because nothing else could bring that big of a smile to his bright bride’s face. Monica was on the dance floor with her bridesmaids. They were swaying andmoving, lifting their hands in the air as they sing along with the music. “She’s beautiful,” Jamaica grunts from beside him. “Congratulations.” Jackson looks over at him, taking a slow sip of his scotch. “Watch it,” Jackson teases. They have made peace, with each other and their pasts, not letting them affect their precious futures. In fact, Jamiaca was doing much better now, working an apprenticeship in home construction with plans to become a project manager one day. He grins back. “What can you tell me about her?” Jackson follows his line of sight and chuckles and he sees Claire from the coffee shop that Monica prefers. Monica insisted that they fly Claire to France for the wedding. “Good luck. Just don’t fuck it up, or that one will eat you alive.” “That s
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 172 prayers
His expression was like he had too much on his head already. He grew beards and had an manly scent. Not that she was still attracted to him. But his expression told her that he was not happy with the life he was living. The knowledge of breaking the news of getting married with Jackson had filled Julien with false hope and accusations that she can always come back to him if she wanted to. She can still have a half portion of his heart and stay there for his and hers little boy's sake. “How do I look?” Monica asks her Mom, glancing down at her beautiful dress. “Gorgeous,” she says, on the verge of tears again. “Are you sure you are not going to be cold, though?” Hopefully, she holds up the lacy shawl she found online for her. Once upon a time, she would have heard that as a way to say she doesn’t like her dress or as a critique of the timing of the wedding, or even a question about whether she should be getting married in the first place. Now, Monica takes it for what it is. “I’m no
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 171 Dreams and dreams
“I already gave some to Simon. You got yourself a good one here.” Monica's mother's gives Jackson a smile of approval as she fans herself playfully. “I think I’m the fortunate one to have captured Monica's heart,” hereplies, looking deeply into her eyes. Monica thinks Mom flat-out swoons at his poetic words, French accent, andgrumbly voice. She was pretty sure she hears her whisper to Jacqueline, “I think we are going to be grandmas soon if he keeps saying things like that.” “Mom!” Monica exclaims aim, flushing brightly in an instant. “Oh, I’m only teasing,” she says. She turns to Jacqueline and Nora. “Has she told you how she struck out from our little town, with nothing but piss and vinegar in her blood and a dream in her heart? I was so worried, but this one . . . you can’t tell her a thing!” Monica's mother goes on to tell Nora and Jacqueline how she had worried about her being in the big city, had waited for her to come home with her tail between her slender legs, and how proud
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 170 Across the knowledge
Most of the models are local to NYC, but she had lamented that her Amour mourning dress was meant for Jeanette and that she was sad she would never get the chance to walk it. So Jackson secretly surprised her by flying Jeanette in to do it. She was not wishing the show away, but she truly can’t wait to see Jeanette strut in that gown. No one can do it justice the way she can. Monica swears, she blinks and the time flies past until she was standing backstage with Jeanette in the voluminous black gown. “Remember, slow. Eyes forward.” Monica demonstrated the defiant gaze she wants on Jeanette to have, tackling the future with strength after the loss of love. “Pose, small smile of hope. Then back like a queen.” “Slow. Strong. Hope. Queen,” she repeats clearly. Her English has gotten much better. Monica's French was improving daily, too, from listening to Jackson. “Tue cette piste, fille,” Monica tells her, snapping her fingers. Jeanette looks at her in surprise. “Oui, I will kill the run
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 169 love bites to moon
Molly pushes Monica's shoulder. “You would bust ass to get as much done as possible, and then leave to ‘work at home’ or ‘visit the park for inspiration’ and come back the next day with barely anything else done since you left.And you would have a dreamy smile on your face.” Molly makes a vacant-eyed, open-mouthed smiling expression that Jackson thinks is supposed to be what Monica looked like. Jackson did that to her, he thinks cockily. Katarina nods, agreeing. “We thought you had found a French Romeo, and then we saw Jackson wearing the same necklace you had started wearing. It didn’t take much to put one and one together.” Beatrice adds quietly, “We were a bit worried for you, as he has quite the reputation. And it didn’t seem to be helping you in the competition. We weren’t concerned about that until . . .” She trails off, and he knows that his aunt turned that particular screw to get Beatrice to do her bidding. “Okay, so no hard feelings?” Monica asks them all. Molly leans over
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 168 A life of assurance
“I should have told you,” she whispers back. Monica pushes at him, nearly shoving him out of his chair. “Get up and hug her, or I’m going to have to do it, and I’m not getting snot on her jacket. It’s too fabulous for that.” Jackson gets up to come around the table, and for the first time in he doens't know how long, he enfolds his aunt in a hug. Jackson knows it’s been long enough that he have forgotten how thin she truly is. And he doens't think he have hugged her when he have been taller than she is, even in her power heels. How long ago must it have been since they embraced? It must have beenwhen he was truly a child, before he was a teen growing inches seemingly overnight. “I’m sorry,” she murmurs into his chest. “Me too.” They sit back down, and he looks to Monica, silently asking what she thinks about his aunt’s request for a fashion showplace. They have a conversation consisting solely of raised and lowered eyebrows, pursed lips, and smiles. Finally, Monica turns back to J
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 167 Pure truth
She has let that go and is looking toward the future. With Jacqueline, Monica was only concern is him and his little feelings. He squeezes her hand tightly so she knows how much he appreciates her. “Yes, well . . . I guess . . . when I found out that you were gallivanting all over Paris together, I will admit that my first thought was that you’d seduced Jackson to improve your chances in the competition.” Monica points to her own ample chest. “Not a gold digger, just so that’s clear.” Jacqueline nods, accepting that fact now. “At the time, though, it made sense. It wasn’t the first time.” She looks to him for confirmation, and Jackson grunts in agreement. “There was that idea in my mind. But also, if the reverse were true, that Jackson had in fact pursued you” —she flicks her eyes to Monica this time— “I felt like it would be doing you a disservice. I didn’t want you to be distracted by him and miss out on your opportunity, because I know what something like this could mean to a youn
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 166 Love is so cruel
They sit in folding plastic chairs at Jackson's folding plastic table after he closes his laptop. In the awkward silence, Monica can hear the loud buzz of a drill every few seconds as the crew hangs new drywall. “What are you up to, Jacqueline?” Monica was not doing niceties or waiting for her to launch into a practised speech. She wants to throw her off, make sure she knows that they were not under her thumb and have no problem calling out her game play. She has come all the way here to talk about something, after all, so may as well not delay. She presses her lips together in response but gives in. “The reactions to the fashion shows have been quite exciting. Perhaps you have heard?” Monica doesn't look at him, but Jackson stays quiet, and something Jacqueline sees in his expression must give her pause because her nostrils flare. “Or maybe not. But the media buzz has been quite positive. For House Corbin and the designers themselves. Seeing as two of the designers are from America,
