All Chapters of Contract And Marriage: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

BellaMy job as Mr. Lardizabal's secretary is exhausting and completely drains my energy. I'm the only one handling everything in his office, handling tasks that Mr. Aries can no longer manage. It's fine because the pay is really good, but I've spent two weeks consistently working overtime in my month working for him.I've been losing time with my son, who needs my attention as well, and I'm so thankful that Aunt Amor and the others love him so much. I've also been going to bed late and waking up early because of unexpected dreams that leave my mind in chaos. Who is that "my wife," the voice of a man in my dreams referring to? As time passes, the man's voice becomes more familiar. What's even more frustrating is that sometimes the voice sounds so sensual, as if he's moaning while saying "my wife." I often feel a strange wetness between my legs that I can't explain.I shook my head, trying to push those thoughts away while working. The office tasks are crucial because my boss has consid

Maximus"My husband." The way she said it was so sensual. Exactly the same as when my Sarina was aroused. When she moaned earlier, I tried to resist kissing her. I knew it wasn't right because we were at work first, and I was her boss. Second, I knew she had a husband and child.But when I heard that word, I couldn't hold back anymore. I missed my wife so much, especially when our eyes met. It felt like I was being drawn in by her eyes, just like when Sarina was looking at me. That's why I did what I shouldn't have done—I claimed her mouth with so much want, feeling hungry for her kisses.She was initially surprised, but when she finally returned to her senses, she pushed me away. But it wasn't enough to stop me, and I sensed she didn't want me to either. Until I felt her respond to my kisses, just as Sarina did. She sucked on my lips, so I did the same, even though that was supposed to be an act I want to do only for my wife.I was completely taken in, so I quickly lifted her from the

BellaWhat is it about my boss that makes me so affected by his glances? I can't understand myself—why do I miss him every time I don't see him? After what happened between us in his office, I tried to act casual around him and noticed that he did the same. However, I could see that he was uneasy in a way I couldn't pinpoint. I can't resign because I need this job for my child, who requires special medication, and he compensates me more than the other company.In the days that followed, we acted as if we didn't know each other. I noticed his desire to start conversations that had nothing to do with work. He's just very good at holding back, and I don't know how he does it. Meanwhile, I'm struggling, too. I'm not sure if he notices it. I want to feel his arms and touch me again.I want to ask him things, but I can't find the courage to do so because I don't want him to think I'm interested in him. What if his true feelings are different from what I assume? I'm so confused, especially si

MaximusMy eyes widened at what she said, and I forgot my curiosity about how she got inside my condo. "Say that again.""What exactly, sir?" she asked in confusion before her eyes suddenly widened, and she quickly covered her face with both hands. "What I meant to say was— I—" she stammered. I suddenly remembered Sarina because she said the same thing when we were in Las Vegas, experiencing her way of pleasing me."You were saying, Bella?" I asked."Maybe I can have a taste or experience living here in your condo; it's so big and beautiful…" she finally managed to say. But her gaze kept sweeping from my chest down to the bulge of my manhood, which was only covered by a towel."Are you sure it's just the experience of living in my condo that you want and not to experience me tasting you?" I asked.Her cheeks turned red, and she looked at me before her eyes darted around, not knowing where to look. "Gosh, sir, what do you mean by that? You're so rich and educated, but you talk like you

BellaMaximus and I were both lying down—I mean, Sir and I. Damn it, I don't even know what to call him now. Maybe I'll just call him Maximus. I don't know why I called him my husband. It just slipped out of my mouth, so I couldn't confront him when he also called me his wife. What was that about? Am I the only one allowed to say someone else's name while he isn't?Although that wasn't really a name, it was just that we both have our own spouses, except that mine is still alive while he's mourning and can't move on from his deceased wife. I shook my head and closed my eyes, unable to think properly."What are you thinking?" he suddenly asked, making me turn my gaze to him, only to be met by his eyes. There was something different about how he looked at me—happiness, confusion, and hope all mixed together."Nothing.""Why did you scream like that?""Huh?" I didn't take my eyes off him, and he didn't take him off me either, so I probably looked like a fool to him. He turned to his side,