All Chapters of A Contract Marriage And A Baby: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chloe POV“What?” I screamed, my food almost dropping from my mouth as my spoon went clanking on the plate.My parents are not actually serious about this.I stared back and forth from my mother to my father then back to my mother again in disbelief, and I felt a breath stutter out of my chest.They really weren’t going to do this to me, I don’t even want to be married yet, I’m good with being single as I was happy and don’t have anything but myself to worry about.“Yes,” my father spoke huskily, “we’ve chosen a man for you.” He added and I looked at him in disgust, I had a lot of things to say to him but I knew that would only be a waste of time.My parents are stubborn and sometimes, I feel like I got my stubbornness from them.“You can’t be serious, how do you expect me to get married to someone I don’t even know, someone I haven’t even met. I’m very sure I won’t be happy with him but you both don’t care?” I snapped, I knew the answer to the question I’d just asked.They really did

Chloe I tried to look away from him as I proceeded to have my seat beside my family. The meeting was about to start but as much as I tried to get over it, I just couldn’t.“We’re here today because of the decision we’d made about Noah and Chloe, my daughter is pregnant and—“ my father was saying when impulsively, I stood from my seat as I pointed to the extremely hot guy and the father of my unborn child that was seated right in front of me,“What do you think you’re doing?” My mother whispered as she tugged on my dress but I ignored her.“It’s him,” I said, my vocal cords finally working, “it’s you, that night, the club, the dance.” I continued as the whole room stared at me in confusion.They all probably think I was mad but I could swear that I wasn’t, I knew what I was saying and I was perfectly right.The man I’d pointed to also had the audacity to feign confusion like he had no idea what I was talking about when we both know he does have an idea.He’d fucked me without a con

Chapter five Nathan "Welcome everyone," The chairman of the event greeted, alerting everyone including me that 'my' wedding was about to begin. My fucking wedding. I turned to face the man dressed in some fancy suit and from the corner of my eyes, I saw Chloe do the same. I had to admit, she looked stunning. When she had stepped into the garden, I was damn sure my jaw had dropped to the freaking floor. Yeah, I wasn't proud of it, but I had to admit, she was beautiful. Chloe's curvy figure was accentuated in her wedding dress. I didn't care much for all the fancy frills of the dress, but the neckline- Fuck! The swell of her creamy breasts drew me in, taunting me as they jiggled with each step she took. The insane desire to cart her off and bury my face in those mounds slammed into me, spreading wild hunger that licked at every cell in my body. "Idiot," I muttered, looking away from her, trying to wake myself from the haze of lust. Lust had gotten me in the darned mess in th

Chapter Seven Nathan I could tell my face was a bowl of a frown as I tried severally to get rid of the blue ink that had spilled all over my face. I used all the energy I could muster but the unwillingness of the ink that spilled all over my face got me even more upset. My breathing had begun to be more on the high side but I managed to continue rubbing it and my wrist began to hurt me yet my effort was futile. “Gianna!” I yelled angrily, placing a tap on the table with my fingers continuously. “Gianna!” I yelled again. I felt like she was responsible for what had happened. It seemed like she had caused nothing. I could not tell why I passed my aggression at calling her name but the next minute, she rushed in, a frightened expression on her face. I stretched my hands and wanted to utter a word as I saw her slip on the floor and was about to fall but was quick to have a grip of herself. I ran my hands through my hair pretending I had not seen whatever had happened. I was assur

Chapter 9NathanI had never been so darn happy to hear those words in my entire fucking life. She sat down on my couch, dressed in a flimsy dress that had caught my attention from the minute I stepped in. It was a light cotton dress that clung to her seductive frame, ending inches above her knees. Her pale sweet thighs winked at me, asking to be touched and dear God, I wanted so badly. I wanted to reach for the low V-neckline and rip it now until her breasts were on full display. Her sweet, generous breasts. My mouth watered at the thought and I stifled a groan that threatened to slip out. "Kiss me, Nathan," Chloe whispered again and all sane thoughts slipped out the window. With a tortured groan, I covered the space between us and covered her mouth with mine. And that had to be the best decision I had made all fucking week. Her lips were soft and plump, pressed hotly against mine. That was sweet and all, but I wanted more. I had spent the entire fucking week getting taunted by