All Chapters of The Trillionaire's Contractual Bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ASHER It's been almost an hour. I was almost tempted to knock on the bathroom door and ask if she was okay. I knew women usually took a lot of time to get ready, but it's been way too wrong. I was beginning to get worried. I wondered if I had scared her into thinking that I had intentions yet again. I felt the need to assure her that wasn't the case.I walked up to the bathroom door, and then I paused. Since when did you begin to care about what anyone thought of you? I paused. Since her. I realized I was too obsessed with the idea of getting a reaction out of her. I spited her. I said anything I could to get her attention. I also felt the need to impress her as well. It was apathetic way of getting her attention, but I was unable to help myself. I was unable to stop myself from doing stupid things. Like making sure the driver knew she was my wife even though it was clear or glaring at the chauffeur when she smiles at him because I wanted her to smile at me the same way. My thought

CLAIREI blinked in surprise as he smiled down at me mischievously. I could feel the flour pouring from my face and sliding down to the shirt I had on. “You didn't” “I did,” he smirked. The silence lingered between the both of us before I lunged down a handful of flour and threw it at him. “So it's like that?” His eyes glimmered with amusement. I found myself laughing, the warmth erupting from the pit of my stomach. The butterflies were a stampede, but this time it didn't matter so much. I couldn't remember the last time I had a reason to laugh.But I didn't expect it would be because of this, because of him. Running around the kitchen like a child while he chased me around with a handful of flour. But I resented him. Except this time, I didn't exactly remember that I did. I felt strong arms wrapping around my waist, stopping my movement entirely. The giggles still escaped me. “You know. You're not exactly a very good runner. I could still catch you within the space of a second,

ASHER I kept thinking about the kiss. That was all I could think about. The taste of her lips had been perfect. The scent of her was something that I might have already mastered. If she didn't object, I might have wanted to keep going and go.“Sir?” My attention was quickly reverted as my gaze fell on my assistant. She looked confused and slightly scared. “You were saying?” I raised an eyebrow at her in question. It was pathetic, but I didn't like the fact that my thoughts were being interrupted. I just wanted to fantasize over Claire in peace. “I was wondering if we should approve the meeting. It's scheduled for six p.m." She repeated, and I frowned. Claire wasn't going to meet anything in her condo apartment when she returned. Her things had been moved over to mine. I wanted to be there early before she arrived to witness her reaction. She was going to detest me, but I would pick seeing her face every day over not seeing her at all. I knew fully well she didn't want to move i

ASHER “I'm sorry.”Those were the exact words that had just come out of my mouth. I was more than shocked at this point, and the fact that I was holding a bouquet of flowers and a box of donuts in my arms shocked me even more. “I shouldn't have done that, and I'm sorry.”Claire seemed as shocked as I was, and I didn't blame her; if the same person who I was convinced was hell bent on making me miserable was coming to me with flowers and donuts, I'd be shocked as well.I was honestly in awe when she came to the door with an expression on her face that I didn't want to dare cross.If looks could kill, I would have been six feet under, possibly even deeper.All I could think of when she went off on me was how beautiful and passionate she looked, with her brown hair framing her face as her cheeks progressively became so flushed and red I thought she was about to pass out and her eyebrows that were furrowed together ever so slightly. I couldn't help but find her breathtaking, even if

CLAIRE I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him away. Though I was not strong enough to budge him, I was really sure that he got the message. His eyes were dark with desire as he stared at me, and I could feel every inch of my skin igniting in heat. I felt alive and overwhelmed at the same time. Every part of me was dying to remind myself what his lips tasted like. I wanted to divulge my desires, and I was almost close. I wasn't going to divulge into whatever was happening. One year and all of this would be over, and if I invested myself in this, my heart wouldn't be able to take it when it was over, and I only had myself to blame. I was emotionally ready to stomach any more hurt.And what if things didn't end up so bad and it got serious? How the hell was I going to break it to him that I couldn't give him children? That I was a half-dead woman. I felt a sharp tug in my chest at the realization.I couldn't believe that I was so deluded into thinking that I could have a happy e