All Chapters of Marriage Contract: the Billionaire and I: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“How do I look?” I ask Nathan as I twirl around, showing him my outfit. I opt for black jeans and a peach coloured sweater along with camel boots. “Gorgeous.” He pecks my lips and I beam. It's noon and we are expecting our families at any given moment. We haven't told them yet that we are dating, but they're going to catch on with the way we're acting. Nathan doesn't miss a chance in which he can kiss me or call me a sweet nickname. “You look handsome too,” I tell him. I told Thalia a couple of days ago that we started dating and until now my ears hurt from the amount of squealing I received from her. She was so excited and told me that she expected that. She went on three dates with Asher and from the way she speaks about him, she seems like she really likes him. I'm happy for her because Asher is a great guy. Now I'm wondering when he's planning on asking her to be his girlfriend. Thalia isn't patient at all and she's probably waiting for him to ask her to

“Are you sure?” I ask Thalia, trying to get my heartbeats to slow. Terror takes control over my body and I fist my hand to prevent it from shaking.   “We were together a while ago. We were around the area of the explosion because she had a job at Bert Enterprise and according to the news, this building has been terribly affected. It is half damaged and I'm not sure if she's there or not. I have been trying to call her, but she’s not picking up.” She is hysterical over the phone. “I'll look for her. I’ll tell you once I find her. Bye, Thalia.” Quickly, I hang up and call Henry to inform him. Delivering such news to him isn’t the best thing in the world, but I’m going to need his help. Hospitals are going to be hectic now and I won’t be able to find her on my own. We decide not to tell their parents anything. There's no need to make them worry when there's still a slight chance that she may not be there. I rush out of my office and run to my car. I drive s

When I wake up, I find myself alone in Nathan’s bed. I close my eyes for a moment, trying to forget the events of this day. It started with a fight, then there was this terrorist attack and I don’t even want to think about how it will end. I can’t believe I let Nathan shower me today. This is the first time he saw me naked and I’m literally covered in cuts and bruises. I push myself up, careful not to put pressure on my bad wrist and get out of bed. I look at what I’m wearing and smile a little; his hoodie looks like a dress on me. I decide to keep it on and steal socks from his closet, then I go downstairs. The TV is on, but Nathan isn’t in the living room. I look at the kitchen and find him there. I make my way towards him and take a deep breath. I want to apologise. I exaggerated in the fight and I let things escalate. “Nathan,” I say in a quiet voice. He turns around and his face breaks into a warm smile. “You’re awake. I was just about to wake yo

This Christmas is just like any other Christmas, yet it isn't. I thought it would be the same, but maybe I'm wrong. I keep looking for her even though I know she's not here. I'm with my family just like every year and yet, something is missing. Someone is missing. She is missing. She, who draws a smile on my face, is not here and it's on me. I could have easily asked her to come with me, but I didn't and now I hate that I didn't. I didn't want to take her away from her family and what she's used to and involve her with mine while knowing that this won't be the same next year. Then, when do we ever know that things are going to be the same? Nothing is certain and everything is prone to change in the blink of an eye. I'm also a coward. I was scared of telling her to come with me, because I don't want to get used to her more, then not have her with me the next year. It petrifies me how my feelings for her keep developing.  Every day, I want her more. I want

“Why are you looking down all the wrong roads when mine is the heart and the salt of the soul? There may be lovers who hold out their hands, but they'll never love you like I can can can.” This bright-eyed beauty before me is making me fall in love with her without even noticing. I didn't even know that she can amazingly sing like that. Her voice is perfect. Just like everything else about her. I can listen to her singing all day long. She's a bundle of joy that I wish I can forever have in my life. It's hard not to smile like an idiot when I'm watching her dancing in some short shorts and a sports bra while holding Oreo in her arms as she sings on the top of her lungs. Her voice is loud that I could easily hear her from my room. I knocked on her door before walking in, but she didn't hear me. How could she when the AirPods are in her ears? So here I am, leaning against the doorframe, watching her goofing around with Oreo. He makes her happy. If I had known that earlier, I w