All Chapters of A Contracted Affair. : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Adrianna's pov Rage!. That was all I could think of right now I really should have let Bonnie get to me maybe the ambulance would be on their way by now, and Mira I would have loved to break her waist so she wouldn't have kids for the rest of her life. Who needs kids from someone on a wheelchair anyways I'm sure her husband would divorce her, "I should breathe in and out" That's the only way to calm myself down right now I can imagine the damage I would have caused Mr Ford will reject me as his daughter in law. I chuckled when I imagined the look on their faces if they find out I'm a deranged psychopath in disguise, "Mom this is all for you" I don't want to keep crying over this but I can't help it, I shut the door and turned my back on the door I found myself going down after that. I pray this dressing room is soundproof like our room, I wipe the tears threatening to fall, I was still asleep on the couch when I heard a knock on the door I should have just ign

Tristan's pov Is she trying to please me?, I really can't tell because I can't tell what was going on in her head. This is weird and awkward I really can't get use to it, "You will get use to it soon, Would you like a massage?" Okay what's going on. I stood up and collected the dryer from her I took her hand and pulled her close her chest collided into mine and she yelps with a flinch, Whatever game she was playing I'm certainly going to find out now. "Who put you up for this Mirinda?" I asked and she shook her head, "Then why are you doing this?" I groan her hand in my hair turned me on and I don't know how she did it but it happened, It's been a long time since I had any interest in stuff like that since Lyla I don't even fall for seduction by naked girls but just caressing my hair made me hard. It's almost unbelievable and I want to push those sinful thoughts forming in my head, Her lips slightly parted and I was tempted to insert my thumb in it and order her to

Adrianna's pov Is my life in danger?. I don't know what they are both capable of but Tristan doesn't seem like a bad guy, "Looks can be deceiving" My subconscious reminded me. "What have I gotten my self into?" I groan and bang my head on the bed repeatedly, This isn't getting better and I'm no longer comfortable with this I'm not comfortable in this house either. Screw Tristan and his cousin but I won't be taking any risk I'll change my apartment before mom recovers. I didn't notice my eyelids were getting heavier and I fluttered my eyelashes, I can't even bring myself to sleep and yet I wanted to, this whole thing is starting to get the most of me and I regret going on this stupid vacation I have never being to LA before not to talk of having such a luxurious manor to stay in. I loved the experience but it's not worth the trouble I'm facing right now, I wanted to delete the number but I only ended up saving it just in case he calls me another day so I'll kn

Adrianna's pov Kristy kept on blabbing about how I captured his heart or whatever, I wasn't listening my cold pizza wasn't helping either. "Are you done?" I mumbled and she groaned, "You weren't listening right?" I shook my head I have forgotten the name of the movie I'm supposed to be watching right now. Thanks to someone. "Ann you can't keep on doing this I know you're scared this might end up like before, I assure you Tristan is not him" She sounded so sure I had to divert my attention from the laptop to her. "You don't know him" I should remind her, "I know him enough from what you just told me honestly you could change this whole contract thing and just make it real" Oh my goodness she shouldn't go there I don't want that at all. "We won't be having this conversation again please" I begged and she sighed. "Fine you want to remain stuck with that asshole fine, You want to keep on mourning your loss fine I won't say anything about it again" If only she knows

Sixty. Adrianna’s Pov. I was so shocked, that I lacked words to say at the moment...“Why did he kiss me?” I couldn’t help but wonder, but then—it was as if he read my thoughts and he cleared his throat weirdly. “Enrique was watching,” He said simply, but I narrowed my eyes at him without knowing what to say. “I just couldn’t give her an opportunity to notice anything suspicious between us right?” He shrugged, but I still didn’t reply. I really didn’t know if he was telling the truth or if it was his excuse—but I knew that single of act of his managed to send shivers down my spine. “This is how he managed to skip my questions,” I thought, staring at him absentmindedly. I sighed silently, as I kept on staring at him trying to know what else he was up to. My legs began to hurt and I had to sit down directly before him. “I’m not sure I can concentrate with you staring at me like that,” I heard him say, and I had to clear my throat nervously—diverting my attention elsewhere. I br