Agreement with a billionaire

It won’t happen Lucien.

Tranquility fills the space in the room between Adrian, Lucien and Laura, such that one will believe the two not to be good friends. Lucien let’s out a sigh, reminiscing of Adrian’s arrangement for a contract marriage with Laura, while Adrian’s thoughts drifts far from his present, by recalling a particular statement Lucien made to him over the phone.

“And are you certain you want to do this Laura?” Lucien gazes upon Laura, whom sits oppositely him. “I want you to reason every aspect of this Laura, both the good and bad, for you do know your life will not be private as it was.” Lucien explains to Laura vividly.

“I am aware of that and it is still a decision I have decided to take.” Laura answers, with her tone soft and humble.

“I can not cease you two from the decision you have made and even if I am clearly against it, I have no choice but to accept your decision.” Lucien speaks, taking an appreciative smile to invade Laura’s red lips.

Lucien’s gaze meets with Adrian, with neither the two speaking a word, yet, understanding what their gaze on each other signifies. Adrian sends a nod of acknowledgment to Lucien, taking him to recall Lucien’s words back to him Over the phone.

“What if Laura falls for you?” Lucien questions Adrian, taking him to avert his gaze away from the bubbling street. “You can not inform me about such being an impossibility,” Lucien adds, taking Adrian to go silent.

“”It won’t happen Lucien,” Adrian eventually speaks, dismissing any thought of Lucien’s words.

“But what if it does, what is your plan to that?” Lucien insist on his words.

“Laura knows better than that…”

“They all do, yet, they still do.” Lucien intervenes Adrian’s words.

“Laura is different and she knows better than that. Besides, it’s just for a year and everyone will go their separate ways,” Adrian says.

“You two are playing a dangerous game in disguise of helping Fiona, whereas a whole lot can go wrong.” Lucien speaks truth to Adrian. “I can not support this, unless I speak to Laura,” Lucien adds.

“She will see you tomorrow when we arrive to France.” Adrian tells his friends, while a hand goes into his pocket. As though Lucien’s words inputs a disturbance into Adrian, his thoughts refuses to revert to anything else, except what he knows is possible, no matter how much he denies it.

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Adrian switches off the engine of his car, when he arrives at the front door of Laura’s home.

“ Would you like to come in?” Laura offers to Adrian, while they sit in the car. Adrian smiles lightly at her gesture, with thoughts of hesitation, yet, he finds himself at a dilemma of confusion in his thoughts.

“Alright,” Adrian accepts, despite the ringing thought in his head. The two leave the black Aston Martin taking Laura to open her home to a man for the first time in five years, as even Clinton whom she works with, has never been inside her home.

Adrian’s gaze surrounds his futuristic environment, taking notice of each and every item in Laura parlor.

“You have a beautiful house,” Adrian comments, with truth in his words while staring at the fine leather of her chairs and color of the oil paint in her home.

“Thank you.” Laura appreciates, taking a light smile to creep her lips.

“Please do sit, I’ll make you a cup of coffee,” Laura offers in courtesy.

“Please do not disturb your self, I will be leaving soon.” Adrian halts Laura’s movements. “I believe we do have some matters to attend to,” Adrian adds, taking Laura’s attention to rise.

“Matters of what precisely?” Laura inquires.

“Of our wedding and the contract.” Adrian informs Laura. “What date should we fix our wedding?” Adrian inquires, taking Laura’s heart to pace faster, knowing reality is dwelling upon her and she is indeed getting married to Adrian.

“Well, what is your suggestion?” Laura inquires from Adrian.

“First week of next month,” Adrian responds, taking Laura’s gaze to go wide.

“Do you not believe it is soon, for there would be preparations needed to make, I presume.” Laura says, taking Adrian to chuckle lightly.

“We could get married tomorrow and everything would be in place.” Adrian speaks as a matter of fact, taking Laura to go silent in thoughts. “But, I would like you to choose whenever is convenient for you.” Adrian adds.

“No…it is fine. We can do it by then.” Laura accepts taking Adrian to Smile. “How about on the 5th of march.” Laura suggests as this time her words come bolder.

“Of course.” Adrian instantly agrees. “In that case, you will need this.” Adrian speaks, taking Laura’s gaze to go into perplexity of the meaning of his words. Laura watches Adrian bring out a wallet from his back pocket, before handing to her a black debit card he removes from it.

Laura stays hesitant to accept his offer, letting Adrian’s hand to remain hanging. “I told you Adrian, I do not need your money just because I am becoming your wife,” Laura tells Adrian, with her gaze sifting upset.

“I’m not doing this for you will become married to me, but for your preparations for the wedding. You can not expect me to have you take up every expense of your dress and other requirements which you will need. Such is why I’m handing this card to you.” Adrian further informs Laura. “I clearly can not pick out a dress for you, for I may not know what you would prefer.” Adrian adds, while Laura goes silent again.

“Please Laura, just take it. It’s the least I can do.” Adrian says, yet, Laura remains silent. “Fine, just till the wedding and you can return it.” Adrian compromises upon seeing Laura’s silence.

“Just for the wedding,” Laura eventually speaks, taking Adrian to nod. Laura’s gaze jams with Adrian, with hint of hesitation still present in her eyes, nevertheless, she takes the card from his hand.

“It’s limitless, so please feel free to spend as you like.” Adrian adds, while Laura only nods. “One more thing Laura,” Adrian adds, perking Laura’s attention again, while he walks closer to her. “You look beautiful in a red lipstick.”

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Laura stirs on her bed, with her eyes closed and moans escaping her lips, while she stays in a dreaming state.

Laura feels his hand stroll up her thighs, while dropping peppering kisses along each touch, taking her moan to grow even louder, feeling her erotic drive grow even higher.

“You are so beautiful Laura,” His words come, as Laura stares deeply into his bright blue eyes, taking red to creep her cheeks, as in on swift move, Laura feels his lips intertwining with hers, and her hands to roam around his chiseled back with her nails digging into them.

Laura’s moans fill the air, feeling a finger of his roam around her middle part, driving her to madness at the tricks he maneuvers on her body, along with the tight grip he has on her fair thighs.

Gradually, he pushes a finger into Laura, taking Laura to fall her head back in pleasure of such fast, yet delicate strokes done by him, as within minutes Laura finds herself dripping wet from the touches of a particular man in her dreams known as,

Adrian Alimson

Laura palpitates as she wakes up, feeling sweat cover her neck, despite the air conditioner that cool her room. A feeling of suspicion fills Laura to wonder reason as to why she wakes in such a state, taking her to feel a certain epitome of pleasure in between her legs, and unhesitatingly, Laura recalls her erotic dream of a particular billionaire.

Laura runs a hand through her hair, as images of what took place in her dream flashes through her eyes, and even if she dislikes having such a dream, with such images flashing through her eyes, Laura finds herself squeezing her legs together to avoid the disturbing feeling present in her abdomen.

A sigh of realization escapes Laura’s lips, while she rests her head on the board of her bed, knowing she is becoming more attached to a particular billionaire she is about to get married to, known as

Adrian Alimson.