A Virgin For His Scandalous Proposal

Chapter Four

BELLA

I lay in my bed, still in shock from what had transpired back in the restaurant with Theo. Things had escalated too quickly for my liking, and for me to be able to keep up. One moment, I had been thinking of the kind of deal I had just agreed to, and in the next, I was being kisses like I had never been kissed in my entire life!

I couldn’t deny the fact that I had felt the kiss to my very toes! In a little less than a minute, Theo Zverev had gotten me more excited down there, than I had ever gotten in my whole years on earth. But then, he had cut it short, and had said those damn words to me, pulling the rugs from underneath my feet so quickly.

It was all a show.

That had felt like a damn slap in the face. A slap was an understatement. I had felt like someone had turned over a cold bucket of water on my head, drenching me and slamming me back to reality. I had been so sure....so damn sure... because in that moment, I could have sworn I had felt the passion, and equal attraction from him, in that kiss we had shared. But then again, I had forgotten who I had been dealing with.

Jerk.

Asshole.

That is what Theo Zverev was. And will continue to be. The man had no conscience, neither did he have regard for anyone. He was the ruthless billionaire after all...the very devil, in a suit.

“Don’t tell me you are still laying down there, thinking of that man?” Carol asked, walking through the door of my bedroom. A door which I had left open, in my distraction. I had been sulking since I came back, and she knew it. This was one of those times I imagined not having a roommate, so I could have some me time in peace. But Carol was a darling.

I shook my head, and sighed when I saw the look on her friend’s face. Carol wasn’t buying it, and just gave a mischievous smile, with an equally mischievous glint in her eyes. Nope. Definitely not buying my poor acting skills of denying.

“Look…just let me sulk, Carol.” I retorted, rolling my eyes and hugging the pillow in my hands tighter. After all, I was about to get married. Not that I could tell my the friend the full details. In fact, I couldn't even tell her much about anything. Just that the relationship, was going to start with this damn kiss, and from there.... marriage. After what he had done to me, I was beginning to regret my decision.

“All beautiful relationships started from somewhere. And the bests actually started with some little animosity here and there..” she said, smiling sheepishly.

Huh?

I scrunched my nose at my friend who kept on rambling, until I was forced to interrupt. What the hell was she talking about?

“Carol, he was a brute. Kissing me like that with so much passion, and casting me away to the side like it didn’t happen.” I snorted, leaning back on the headboard. “Such a big brute…and yet so sexy..” the last part of the sentence came out in a whisper. There was no way I could hide that part of the truth from anyone. Not even her friend.

Carol made a sound at the back of her throat, eying me “And how did the meeting go? I mean, the actual reason you went to see him?” She asked, genuinely interested in knowing how it had all turned out. For it to have ended with a kiss which had reached the media before I had even reached home, I was assuming she thought it was successful. I would assume that, after seeing those pictures...but what the hell!

At the question, I forced a small smile. Even if his proposal had been completely outrageous, it had favored I and my father in the end. “You won't believe it, but he actually agreed to a partnership.” I said. It didn't matter to me that it would mean me sacrificing two years of my life for it. What mattered was, I had succeeded in getting my fathers company out of the gutter.

Carols eyes widened in surprise. “I’m happy for you!” She moaned affectionately and jumped on me, who didn’t have time to brace myself for the impact, which sent us toppling out of the bed to the the floor.

“Carol!” I groaned, but still wrapped my arms around my friend happily. Even if my back and arm hurt a little, I was still happy. Theo may have thought he had given me the devil's bargain, but I sure as hell liked my own end.

“Can we at least drink some wine? I feel it calls for a celebration.” Carol wiggled her brows excitedly as she pulled herself away from me. I raised a brow at her. My roommate always looked for one excuse or the other to drink some wine. She could be working in the winery at this point. “Who would have thought that he would agree to that!” she added. And before I could say anything, she was out of the room, swinging her behind in excitement.

As happy as I was, she felt her roommate was showing more excitement than I was. After all, it was coming at a cost. One I was willing to pay. And after that kiss, a very tiny part of me was looking forward to the next two years to see what it held. I knew I wasn't supposed to let my thought go there....but I couldn't stop it.

“Are you coming or not!” Carol yelled from the kitchen. And from where I sat, I could here the distinct clink of glasses. My friend was seriously going with the idea of celebrating. Hah!

I stood, setting the pillows down on my bed, and straightening my clothes, before making my way out of the room and towards the kitchen, to where a humming Carol busied herself with the bottle of wine.

Oh dear!

But damn...I needed that wine. I needed to drink to the new beginning for I and my dad, and how far I intended to push the company. I was going to use the opportunity Theo was giving to the fullest. And I prayed to the heavens that it was all going to work out in the end.

I smiled as Carol pushed a glass to me, and waited for her to pour me some of the red liquid, while my thoughts shifted away from the present.

Who would have thought?

The Theo Zverev in everybody's lips, was going to be my fake husband, for two whole years. Hah!

I knew a contract was going to be involved. And I wanted to see what it entailed.

I wonder what kind of rules he had in mind for us. I mean...he was a full blooded male. A hot one at that_

I stamped on my thoughts before they ran wild, slamming my self back t reality. "Thank you." I said, focusing on a Carol.