Arya's POV.
For a split second, I couldn't quite decipher what my eyes were staring at, as a muscular man climbed down the stairs clad casually in a joggers pant, black haired, amazing blue/green eyes and perfectly structured jawline. He had the looks of a complete Greek God. I quickly sprung up to my feet immediately he walked into the living room, the second lady did same as well. "You are here for the job huh?" He asked, his eyes fixed on me. I shivered slightly as the sound of his voice washed over me, not only was he handsome but his voice sounded so suiting as well, laced with dominance and so much power. "Yes sir," the lady beside me quickly blurted out. I had my head hung low the entire time, I couldn't look him directly in the face, I felt intimidated by the dreamy creature standing few feet away from me. How will I be able to work for him if I feel this way about him. "You," he suddenly pointed at the lady beside me. Oh no, he's going to hire her, I can't believe I lost without even trying. "Leave immediately, you don't meet the criteria," his next words hit me hard across the ear, I couldn't believe it. He hasn't even asked her any questions. Well if she doesn't meet the criteria then will I? I mean he just sent her away by merely looking at her, what becomes my faith? "What's your name?" He turned to face me yet again. "Arya," I replied. He was silent for a while making me wonder what he could possibly have in mind to say to me. Do I also not meet the criteria? Slowly, I raised my head to look at him only to find him staring intently at me. Our eyes collided and a sudden wave of fear washed over me, I noticed how dark his eyes reflected, they looked dangerous all rounded, but then I couldn't deny the fact that it made him even more hot, dangerously, but yet dreamy. I couldn't help but notice the sly smirk tugged up at the corner of his lips as he seized me up with his eyes. Okay? What am I missing? "You are hired," I suddenly heard him say and my eyes flew wide open in shock. I was hired? Just like that? Does that mean I met the criteria? I have a job now? After what feels like forever of searching for a job as a chef? I finally have my dream job. Isn't life full of surprises huh? "Thank you... Thank you so much, I promise you won't regret this, when do I resume work? Immediately?" I squealed happily. "I can fix you breakfast right away," I rambled. I really can not believe I have a job as a chef now. "How well can you resist an orgasm?" He suddenly blurted out and I furrowed my brows in confusion. He didn't just say that right? I mean there is no way someone would say that to anyone. "Excuse me?" I managed to mutter. "I just asked how well you can resist an orgasm? You do know what an orgasm is right?" He repeated. Now I'm lost, what is going on? "Uhm... I'm sorry, I'm quite confused, what has my work got to do with that?" I summoned up courage to ask. "We're only together for a week, I'm visiting my family and I need you to come with me and be my woman, after that you get paid and I'll never see you again," he replied. I felt my lips slowly part in shock, what have I gotten myself into? Just when I had thought that I finally secured my dream job. Now this? Pretend to be his woman? For a week? What game is this? "Which is why I need to know your self control game, because being my woman, you'll be doing a lot of stuff, I don't want you to do that while wet underneath," he added, the smug little smirk not leaving his face. I cringed as the words slipped out of his mouth. How can someone spew such smut words with so much comfort? Have he no shame whatsoever? I don't think I can do this, he needed someone who could match his energy and I am clearly not that person. "I... Uhm... I'm sorry, but I can't take the job, I can't do it, you should look for someone else," I said turning around and headed towards the door. Kyle had better not scold me for losing this one because it's not on me. The whole concept is so not my type of thing. "A million dollars," his next words suddenly got me glued to my spot. A million what? For a week? I found myself turning back to him with arched brows, I probably didn't hear him correctly. "What was that?" I whispered like a naive little girl. "A million dollars is the pay," he repeated. The corny man now had a victorious smirk visible all over his face. I should say no to his face and run out of his house right now but somehow a stronger force beyond me held me strongly to my spot, I couldn't move an inch. A million dollar is a huge amount of money, it can literally hold me up for a very very long time, I don't have to go hungry anymore. How can someone be ready to throw such amount of money away just to prove a lie? And more ridiculously, it is for a week. "Uhm... Can I at least think about it? Maybe sleep over it? I can give you a response tomorrow," I found myself saying. Ugh! You don't plan on taking this job, are you Arya? It's funny how I'm even thinking twice about this, usually, I would have rejected his offer in a split second and already headed out of the house, but here I am, still standing and moping at him like a three years old. "No babydoll, we are leaving tomorrow, if you are deciding, you decide now," he replied. Wait, what did he just call me? Babydoll? I breathed out heavily speculating what my next step would be. The money involved is a game changer, I can't afford to loose it. On the other hand, I was also scared of this dangerously handsome man right in front of me, he looks and sounds so much like a pervert, how could I fake being his woman for a week? "So what is it gonna be, babydoll?" His voice snapped me out of my trance, the smug smirk never left his face. I suckled in a deep breath, embracing myself for the poisonous decision I was about to make. I felt his hot gaze all over me as my lips trembled, struggling hard to let the words out. "I... Uhm... I'm in... Yes.. I will do it," I blurted out, turning around and quickly raced out of the house. I couldn't stand the taunting look on his face, I needed to be far away from him right now. I could hear him chuckling behind as I ran out. "Your body only is what I need, everything else will be provided for you!" He shouted after me.Lucas's POVI couldn't help the satisfied smile that broke out on my face as I recounted my encounter with the Arya girl.I couldn't have found myself a perfect fit, I knew she was the one the very moment I saw her.It was the more reason I had bid that amount, I knew she was going to find it difficult rejecting it.Her innocence stirred up the darkest part of me.How she cringed at my choice of words.How uncomfortable she was standing next to me.She couldn't look me in the eyes and when she did, I was lost for a moment staring at those innocent pair of eyes.Her incredibly pretty face, every tiny feature of her face stood out in style.Those heart shaped lips, plump and pinky clamoring out to me.And then the petite yet thick body of hers, her tiny curves.Damn! So many things I want to do to her.But annoyingly, this is a contract and I can't breach it unless it's consensual. I could get her to consent to it nevertheless, I could make her want me badly, make her plead for me to t
Arya's POVIt felt like an attainment seeing myself fly a private jet.I never thought that could be possible my whole life.We landed shortly afterwards.Wow, I found myself in yet another island.How rich could this family be? Lucas held my hand and we headed into one of the buildings."You might find them a bit out of place but don't let anyone get to you alright? you will only survive this easily if you appear difficult," he whispered to me as we proceeded inside.By "them" Is he by any chance referring to his family? Why did he sound like they are dangerous or something? Why is he just letting me know now? What have I gotten myself into? I suddenly noticed his hand on mine tightened as he squeezed it gently."It's okay, I will never let anything happen to you babydoll, you don't have to be scared," he whispered.I guess he noticed how tensed his statement made me.And why does he keep referring to me as "babydoll?" I'm quite certain that I was clear when I had told him my n
Arya's POV.Martin quickly pulled away from me and faced him with a smile on his face.Everything about this man is creepy as hell, I mean he has a smile on his face when he has just been caught trying to force himself on his brother's woman."Relax bro," I was only having a discussion with my future sister in law," he shrugged. "Oh yeah? Having a discussion with her caged in between your hands? That must really be some important discussion," Lucas snapped, the anger in his voice was undeniably evident.Okay, I don't like where this is going.I quickly walked over to Lucas and grabbed his hands, at this point, I wasn't concerned about how I felt as our hands came in contact, I just needed to get him out of here immediately before the situation escalated."Lucas, please let's go," I muttered staring at him with pleading eyes."Man, take your bitch and leave already," Martin suddenly blurted out.Wait, what?Did he just call me that?"What did you just call her?" Lucas gritted marching
Arya's POV.I tried not to look at him further and just go to sleep like he had demanded.I really, really tried. But how could I ignore him when he was pacing furiously around the room, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might snap? The tension in his shoulders, the way his fists were balled at his sides, and the quiet rage radiating from him... it was impossible to ignore.Lucas was a storm, and I was trapped in his eye."Sit down," I finally spoke, my voice more uncertain than I wanted it to be.Oh goodness, what am I doing?He stopped pacing and turned to look at me. Those blue-green eyes bore into mine, filled with something unreadable. Something dark. Dangerous. His lips parted as if to say something, but he hesitated."You’re hurt," I continued, forcing my voice to be steadier this time. "Let me clean you up."For a second, I expected him to scoff, maybe even tell me to mind my business, but instead, he surprised me. With an almost reluctant nod, he sat down on the edge of
Arya's POV."You are hired," I suddenly heard him say and my eyes flew wide open in shock. I was hired? Just like that?I have a job now? After what felt like forever of searching for a job as a chef? I finally have my dream job.Isn't life full of surprises huh?"Thank you... Thank you so much, I promise you won't regret this, when do I resume work? Immediately?" I squealed happily."I can fix you breakfast right away." I suddenly noticed the corner of his lips tilt up in a sly smirk."Breakfast?" He chuckled."How well can you resist an orgasm?" His next words hit me hard across the ear.He didn't just say that right? I mean there is no way someone would say that to anyone."Excuse me?" I managed to mutter, my eyes furrowed in confusion. "I just asked how well you can resist an orgasm? You do know what an orgasm is right?" He repeated.Now, I'm lost, what is going on?"Uhm... I'm sorry, I'm quite confused, what has my work got to do with that?" I summoned up courage to ask."We o
Arya's POV.I tried not to look at him further and just go to sleep like he had demanded.I really, really tried. But how could I ignore him when he was pacing furiously around the room, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might snap? The tension in his shoulders, the way his fists were balled at his sides, and the quiet rage radiating from him... it was impossible to ignore.Lucas was a storm, and I was trapped in his eye."Sit down," I finally spoke, my voice more uncertain than I wanted it to be.Oh goodness, what am I doing?He stopped pacing and turned to look at me. Those blue-green eyes bore into mine, filled with something unreadable. Something dark. Dangerous. His lips parted as if to say something, but he hesitated."You’re hurt," I continued, forcing my voice to be steadier this time. "Let me clean you up."For a second, I expected him to scoff, maybe even tell me to mind my business, but instead, he surprised me. With an almost reluctant nod, he sat down on the edge of
Arya's POV.Martin quickly pulled away from me and faced him with a smile on his face.Everything about this man is creepy as hell, I mean he has a smile on his face when he has just been caught trying to force himself on his brother's woman."Relax bro," I was only having a discussion with my future sister in law," he shrugged. "Oh yeah? Having a discussion with her caged in between your hands? That must really be some important discussion," Lucas snapped, the anger in his voice was undeniably evident.Okay, I don't like where this is going.I quickly walked over to Lucas and grabbed his hands, at this point, I wasn't concerned about how I felt as our hands came in contact, I just needed to get him out of here immediately before the situation escalated."Lucas, please let's go," I muttered staring at him with pleading eyes."Man, take your bitch and leave already," Martin suddenly blurted out.Wait, what?Did he just call me that?"What did you just call her?" Lucas gritted marching
Arya's POVIt felt like an attainment seeing myself fly a private jet.I never thought that could be possible my whole life.We landed shortly afterwards.Wow, I found myself in yet another island.How rich could this family be? Lucas held my hand and we headed into one of the buildings."You might find them a bit out of place but don't let anyone get to you alright? you will only survive this easily if you appear difficult," he whispered to me as we proceeded inside.By "them" Is he by any chance referring to his family? Why did he sound like they are dangerous or something? Why is he just letting me know now? What have I gotten myself into? I suddenly noticed his hand on mine tightened as he squeezed it gently."It's okay, I will never let anything happen to you babydoll, you don't have to be scared," he whispered.I guess he noticed how tensed his statement made me.And why does he keep referring to me as "babydoll?" I'm quite certain that I was clear when I had told him my n
Lucas's POVI couldn't help the satisfied smile that broke out on my face as I recounted my encounter with the Arya girl.I couldn't have found myself a perfect fit, I knew she was the one the very moment I saw her.It was the more reason I had bid that amount, I knew she was going to find it difficult rejecting it.Her innocence stirred up the darkest part of me.How she cringed at my choice of words.How uncomfortable she was standing next to me.She couldn't look me in the eyes and when she did, I was lost for a moment staring at those innocent pair of eyes.Her incredibly pretty face, every tiny feature of her face stood out in style.Those heart shaped lips, plump and pinky clamoring out to me.And then the petite yet thick body of hers, her tiny curves.Damn! So many things I want to do to her.But annoyingly, this is a contract and I can't breach it unless it's consensual. I could get her to consent to it nevertheless, I could make her want me badly, make her plead for me to t
Arya's POV.For a split second, I couldn't quite decipher what my eyes were staring at, as a muscular man climbed down the stairs clad casually in a joggers pant, black haired, amazing blue/green eyes and perfectly structured jawline. He had the looks of a complete Greek God.I quickly sprung up to my feet immediately he walked into the living room, the second lady did same as well."You are here for the job huh?" He asked, his eyes fixed on me.I shivered slightly as the sound of his voice washed over me, not only was he handsome but his voice sounded so suiting as well, laced with dominance and so much power."Yes sir," the lady beside me quickly blurted out.I had my head hung low the entire time, I couldn't look him directly in the face, I felt intimidated by the dreamy creature standing few feet away from me.How will I be able to work for him if I feel this way about him."You," he suddenly pointed at the lady beside me.Oh no, he's going to hire her, I can't believe I lost wit
Arya's POV."You are hired," I suddenly heard him say and my eyes flew wide open in shock. I was hired? Just like that?I have a job now? After what felt like forever of searching for a job as a chef? I finally have my dream job.Isn't life full of surprises huh?"Thank you... Thank you so much, I promise you won't regret this, when do I resume work? Immediately?" I squealed happily."I can fix you breakfast right away." I suddenly noticed the corner of his lips tilt up in a sly smirk."Breakfast?" He chuckled."How well can you resist an orgasm?" His next words hit me hard across the ear.He didn't just say that right? I mean there is no way someone would say that to anyone."Excuse me?" I managed to mutter, my eyes furrowed in confusion. "I just asked how well you can resist an orgasm? You do know what an orgasm is right?" He repeated.Now, I'm lost, what is going on?"Uhm... I'm sorry, I'm quite confused, what has my work got to do with that?" I summoned up courage to ask."We o