Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Apology I ran out of the Lan Diamond Tower, wondering what the hell had just happened. I hit Aren, I threatened him, and I expected that he would be infuriated by that, but when his body was an inch away from mine, it wasn‘t anger that I felt from him. He seemed frustrated, as if he suddenly felt the need to explain himself and didn‘t know how to do it. He also said that he couldn‘t predict his own reactions to me, as if not all of that had happened during our date had been a part of his plan... What did he mean by that? 

I was confused and flustered. I wanted to tell him that I would not let him mislead my feelings any longer. I thought that he was going to keep acting cold and indifferent, just like when he told me that our relationship would never involve emotions. Why did he change his tone so suddenly? It sounded like he wanted to coax me as if he cared... Did he care or was I imagining things? 

I went back to the penthouse to change, and then Benjamin drove me to the workshop. I needed to keep my mind busy and prevent myself from wondering if Aren wanted to continue our conversation once he came back home. Anticipation made me feel excited and anxious. I didn‘t want us to fight, and I didn‘t want a silent war between us, but I had to tell him how I felt about what had happened before I started to believe the illusion he created. I hoped that he would respect my point of view and learn to trust me more. 

“Do you go on a date tonight?” Alan‘s voice pulled me out of a daze. 

“W–what?” I turned to him, trying to focus my slightly clouded stare. He pushed himself from his desk and slid across the room in his office chair, stopping next to me. “You keep checking the time,” he explained, smirking. 

“No.” I sighed and then let the sour chuckle escape my throat. “It‘s quite the opposite. My... so –called boyfriend and I fought today over something he did...” 

“He‘ll apologize,” Alan said, with the confidence that I wished to have. 

“How can you know that? You don‘t even know him.” I laughed. 

“But you know him, and you let him pass through all those walls you have built around you over the years. That means he has to be worth it,” he claimed, a faint smile painting his face. 

I forced myself to smile at him. If only I could tell him the truth... Nonetheless, Alan was right about one thing: I let Aren get closer than anyone else. For the last three years, I had rejected every man who tried to approach me. I would have slapped those who tried to even touch my hand. Of course, it was all due to my previous relationship, which traumatized my sex life. None of the rules I set applied to Aren. He could break every single law I established around my personal space and get away with it. I kept wondering what made him different... except for the obvious fact that he was the sexiest man that I had ever gotten close to. 

Even if Alan didn‘t know the whole truth, his words helped me cool down and focus on my job. I got through the day relentlessly tapping the computer keyboard. I was so consumed with my tasks that I barely noticed when the evening came. Benjamin drove me to the penthouse just before nine. Aren wasn‘t home yet. I took a quick shower to look more refreshed and waited 

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another hour A little after ten o‘clock, I opened a bottle of wine to Case IV NITO Drinking a RenPROHIN NCCond glass gave me the courage to write him a text message, asking

with a hangover, but my slight headache was nothing compared to the stabbing pain in my chest. As I walked out of my bedroom, 1 quickly realized that I was still alone. I was more than aware of how busy a man like him could be, but couldn‘t he at least reply to the damn text I sent ! I was angry. I was pissed at myself for trusting that he would actually want to clear

signed the contract. He is paying you. What made you think that he would treat you better than his replaceable employees?” I scolded my reflection in the

working mode, taking out my frustration on mere computer problems.

apologize?” Alan commented on my

thin smile. “He didn‘t

back, his lips forming a sympathetic grimace. “Yeah...” I sighed and nervously

but I painfully realized how complicated my life became the moment I signed that freaking contract. Since I had nothing left to do that could occupy my brain, I decided to take a walk and fill my growling stomach with some sandwiches on the way. I opened

I smiled

put away everything he was carrying, pulled out

someone sent you flowers and

satisfied, grabbed the bouquet and a medium–sized box, and handed them to me.

he tossed on his way

packed as if it contained something

sorry.” Alan grinned mischievously. “Who said it was from him?” I said, instantly blushing as I hoped

them who the flowers and the package were from, I sighed and dug my hand into the bouquet, hoping to find a note.