Contract Marriage For 7 days

Smart Wife

Jane's POV

"Believe me, honey. That should be the least of your worries right now." He said in his husky voice. And lift come to a halt. 

What does he mean? I found my throat dry. And before I could have a panic attack he motioned me to walk in.

I was taken aback with whatever was in front of me. It was supposed to be some lobby in the hotel. But it looked like some big hall. I wanted to ask him but then it doesn't matter. I am not with him on my own will. I doubt if I can ask him anything. But on closer inspection, I found it was some big suite. His hand was still on my back and he guided me to a spacious living room.

"For now just wait here and don't try to be smart like you did earlier. It won't end up nice." His voice was cold as ice and enough to send the shivers down my spine. I found myself nodding but my eyes were still on the floor. And with that, he walked out of the room. I looked at the clock in the room and it was 7:15 pm. I was just standing there not knowing what to do. I stand there for 20 long minutes but he didn't come back. There has to be a land-line. I looked around but found nothing. There was a minibar with so many bottles of champagne and vine. There was also a spacious terrace and some expensive sofas. I was tired of waiting so I decided to sit on the sofa.

I recalled a story my grandma used to tell me. It was about a princess who was abducted by a beast. That beast kept her in such a beautiful castle against her will. Her father announced a huge price for saving the princess and a lot of princes came to try for her rescue. Never in my life, I thought that I will be kept by a beast too. But there is no prince for me out there. I wonder what my family is doing? What Paul is doing? He was supposed to be my prince. I married him in front of God. He promised me to protect. This beast might kill me and nobody will ever know about what happened to me. 

With all of this in my mind, I started shaking and crying loudly. I grabbed a cushion and curled into a ball. Two hours passed and he didn't come back. Maybe he runs into an accident and never going to come back. All I ever wanted now was to live my life peacefully. I don't deserve this. No one deserves this. But there is one thing I still can't understand. Why me? I am just nobody. My husband left me and I am practically some loner.

And maybe this is the reason. He knows I am some lonely woman and don't socialize much. I am just an easy target for him and nothing else. He will just get his way with me and get away with it. I was sleepy but I knew I can't risk sleeping in this situation. So, I walked to the terrace. It was mid of December and the air was so cold. I was already bare feet and only wearing my dress. So, in an instant, my whole body was freezing and my hands were massaging my arms. I wish I could freeze myself to death. It looked like it was going to rain soon. I looked at the city, full of lights and hustle-bustle. Everything about this city is cold. Everything is cold. Cold is the only thing that I can feel.

Suddenly I felt arms wrapping me. I shuddered and turned back and found my head buried in his chest. Though I am still afraid of him, his arms were warm. His body was warm.

I looked up and my eyes met his eyes. Those grey eyes were so cold. Colder than this air, this city and colder than me. Those eyes were so scary that I hurriedly step back. But he holds my hand so tightly and leads me inside. We walked through some hallways and some stairs. This suite was very big for just a suite. He let go of my hand in front of a door and twisted the knob to open a bedroom. Never in my life, I saw a bedroom this big. It was dark-colored and bigger than my apartment. And it was not just this, for some reason everything about this room scream dark intentions.

He motioned me to walk in but I just stand there. "Come in now." He said in a way like he was daring me to not follow his orders. I start taking small steps. The carpet felt good under my bare feet. I should say something. I should tell him that just because he is stronger than me, doesn't mean he can do anything. We don't live in the stone-age era. But I was afraid of the consequences. He pointed at the bed for me to sit and get into some other door in the room which I believe is a bathroom.

I know where this is going. There was no way that I was going to sit on this bed. So, I choose to sit on the sofa. After a minute he appeared from that door with just a robe. He might have noticed that I am not sitting in the bed like he ordered but I can't care. He came and sprawled on the other sofa that was in front of me. I looked at him to found that his robe was open now and he was just wearing underwear. I quickly looked away. And not just looked away I subconsciously a little bit turned away. My both hands become clasped and my right foot was above the left one now. I might be shaking a little, not my mistake. He was looking at me like he was gonna eat me. 

"Oh God! You are so annoying. But I like it," he said with amusement. 

"Sign it." He said while placing some papers on the table. I never noticed these papers before. I tried to look at him but the moment I turned to look at him my eyes fell on his bulge first and I end up turning to the other way again. 

"Wh-what is it?" I tried to ask him. My eyes were focused on my hands. And my eyes were stinging. 

"It's a Marriage contract. You will be my wife lawfully for the next seven days. Though I am of the view that I might get bored with you in five days. I still choose seven days just in case I don't. You will be free to go after that. I swear." He said with a half-smile. 

My mouth fell open. I looked at him this time straight on his face. I never saw that coming. I can't agree with this. Why I should agree to such a thing. 

"I am already married." I lied. It just comes out of my mouth without thinking. 

"No, you are divorced." He said with a smile and opened his legs more. So again my eyes fell on his crotch. And I turned away again. 

"It doesn't make any sense. I c-can't agree." I said still looking away. 

"Let's get this straight. Sign these damn papers or not. I am gonna f**k you really hard tonight." He said in pure anger. And I looked at him shocked. 

"Why are you doing this?" I found myself asking.

"Because I want this. And I don't believe in forced s*x. So, I am just trying to make you submit or make it less sinful for you." He said in a serious tone like he was stating facts but there was a smile on the last part. 

"Please let me go. I beg you." I said.

"Is this your favorite line? I am giving you one whole minute. Sign those papers or I can think of other ways to make you submit. But I can't promise that you will like those." He said and I froze. 

"30 seconds," he said. And I got out of my trance. He really meant 1 minute. 

"12 seconds." This time he said with such amusement like he was telling me he had decided what other options he is gonna use. And in the very next moment, I found myself signing the papers. "Smart girl, You are saved by the whole 3 seconds." He said in such a husky voice this time. 

"Or, should I say smart wife." He said with amusement. 

Wife, the word took a second to sink in me. Am I really married now? To this beast.