Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Chapter 15

A peal of hysteric laughter escaped my throat as an intense blush painted my cheeks. He didn’t actually expect me to have sex with him during our contractual marriage… right? As my eyes slowly shifted to Aren, I muttered, “You cannot be serious?” He smirked, once again carefully scanning my body. “Why not? I need to know if it’s safe to fuck my wife.”

My jaw literally dropped, and I heard Mr. Edmond chuckle. How could Aren talk about such things so casually?! And how could he talk about having sex with me in front of some other people?!

“You can’t expect me to sleep with you,” I squeezed through my teeth. “I’m not turning you into my sex slave. I am giving you an option. Besides, you will receive a copy of my medical card as well,” he said calmly. “An option?” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Yes,” he replied, standing up and sitting next to me. Then he gestured at the lawyer and Mr. Edmond. “Give us five.”

A second later, I was in that room alone with him, sitting inches away from me. My whole body tensed as his fingers nearly accidentally brushed my thigh, making my heart hammer.

“I’m not going to force you because I would never force a woman…” he stated before whispering to my ear. “But I’m not going to lie. I wanted to fuck you from the first moment I saw you.”

His lips touched my earlobe, sending a wave of shivers down my spine. I leaned back in desperate need to escape from him. His voice, his scent, everything about him felt like a deadly weapon turned against me. I moved to the edge of the sofa, which earned me a chuckle.

“I will give you a month,” he tossed, leaning back and sitting more comfortably.

“A month… for what?” I mumbled, trying to find my lost composure.

“For you to admit that you want me as much as I want you.”

I wasn’t in denial. His sole presence could turn me on, but it wasn’t enough for me to jump into his bed. I was never a saint, but I was never able to separate sex from emotions. After my dreadful relationship with Callan ended, I promised myself two things: never to start a relationship from physical attraction, and never fall for an arrogant rich guy. “Dream on.” I scoffed. “I can pretend that I’m in love with you and that I am physically attracted to you, playing my part in front of others, but that’s it.” I crossed my hands over my chest.

He grinned smugly. “As I said, I won’t force you, but what if we need to get a little physical while playing a perfect married couple?” I swallowed. “What do you mean?”

Confused

into a tight embrace. “Like

his full, incredibly kissable lips. I badly wanted him to press them against mine, but he just stayed still, observing how I struggled to resist him. His fingers on my back drew

from his grip. “Your reactions seem honest. Someone could

his charms or that I found his style more and more appealing. Perhaps if I got used to his presence, I would stop questioning my sanity around him. I knew

let me sing this damn contract,” I said

a pen in my hand, ready to place my signature and

announced as

documents and left as if he couldn’t breathe inside that office where we were. I had yet to figure

suddenly grabbed my

he

expression. I glanced at Mr. Edmond and noticed he straightened nervously while tightly sealing his lips. Wasn’t he going to say anything? He had seen me dragged through the corridor. Was he trying to cover for his subordinate?! I hated being a snitch, but if that guy hurt me because he liked to abuse his strength, then at least his boss should know about it… “One of the security guards…” I muttered, hesitantly gazing at Aren. He put my

Confused

flinch as

was told to bring Ms. Bell upstairs, and I guess

smirk formed on Aren’s lips. “I always enjoy the way you add courtesy to every description that puts you in a difficult

I apologize, Sir. He might have misunderstood… that was why…

him to your office, and have him waiting for me… And inform HR that Cliff Owen doesn’t

he going to fire him because he bruised my wrist?

his job, but I wasn’t going to feel sorry for the guy. “Is bringing him to the office really necessary?” Mr.

down my spine even if his eyes

A second after these words left Mr. Edmond’s throat, his hand was on the door handle, ready to

“Order someone to do as I said. I

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