MasukLOUIS'S POV
If I am being honest, I don't want her as my wife or anything remotely related, in fact, I don't want her in my life but looking for a substitute Bride has been more difficult than I thought. For the last three to four days or so, Tommy and I have interviewed more than ten ladies for the position of a temporary bride and there is something always terribly wrong with all the candidates... It's almost like the universe is against me getting married. But in the case of Flavia, she's beautiful, classy, sexy, stylish and very outspoken, although I dislike her and it's not like I have anything against her in particular but from the first day I saw her, it was pretty obvious to me that she hates everything about me and the only reason she tolerating me is because of my money and I honestly can't stand golddiggers. "Is that like a contract marriage." She asked and I can already tell that she's excited by the prospect of making money... Yes she's working but she's not different from other ladies. "Yes, a contract marriage." "Well I don't know if I can stand you enough to stay married to you for a year." I am a little curious to know the issues she has with me but I am too upset to ask. I mean, most people like me, maybe not as a husband but I am friendly, so she's definitely the one with the problem. "Don't get it twisted, I can't stand you either but I am a business man and irrespective of my feelings, I can still do business with you. The wedding is going to be purely transactional, you are not even my type." I pointed out. "I am everyone's type but it doesn't even matter because you are not my type either, anyways, let's say I am willing to agree, what are you offering?" Honestly, I would have been bummed if I was her type considering my size but one thing I know she's interested in is money and luckily for me, I have a shit load of it. "Like I said, it's going to be for a period of one year, so I am offering ten." "Is that a joke, you want me to pretend to be your wife for twelve whole months and you are offering just 10,000 dollars?" "Million, I am talking millions. Look I know you have never even seen a million dollars before, so I know that 10 million dollars is more than enough. You can either take it or leave it, I can always use someone else." I know I don't have any alternatives right now but she doesn't have to know. I didn't miss the shock on her face when I mentioned 10 million dollars, so even though she likes to pretend and act stubborn, I am confident that she will take the deal. It's pretty obvious that ten million dollars is a lot of money to her. "You are so annoying but like you said, the fact that I can't stand you doesn't mean I can't do business with you, so yeah, I will do it." "That's what I thought, so go ahead with the wedding plans for 28th and then I will get our contract papers ready for you to sign tomorrow." I don't really know her and I don't trust her, so she has to sign a contract and even though ten million dollars is nothing to me, I will pay her in installments because I don't trust her, she can just decide to disappear with the money. "Alright that's fine, so I should plan the wedding according to the 50 million dollars budget you gave, right?" She asked and I couldn't help but laugh. Hahaha. "Is that a joke?" I asked as I continued laughing. "I don't understand what's so funny, you gave a 50 million budget right?" "Yeah but that was when I was getting married to someone that mattered, you on the other hand is just a substitute Bride. So plan something very small and private." I clarified. "I see, what about my payment?" She asked while looking upset. I didn't mean to be mean but how can she expect me to spend that much on a fake wedding. "I will send you some money to plan the wedding and get yourself a dress for the wedding and on the wedding day, I will send half of your money and the balance will be later." I said as I gave her a sticky note and a pen. "Write down your account details." I grabbed my phone and token to make the transfer. "There you go." She pushed the paper across the my desk and I transferred 2 million to her. "If there is need for more money, let me know." I informed as soon as I finished making the transfer. "Now take all your things and leave my office." I can't believe she came over here with food just to frustrate me. "Gladly, I will see you some other time." She got up, packed her food and hand bag before making her way to the door. "Tomorrow, not some other time. You still need to sign the contract papers." I informed just before she opened the door. "Alright, see you tomorrow." She stepped out and I finally had room to breathe, she's a handful. I decided to give Tommy a call and give him the update about the substitute bride situation. "Hey bro, I was just about to call you." He pointed out as soon as he picked up. "Oh yeah? What's up?" "At this point, it's either you cancel the wedding or postpone so that we can have more time to search for someone because none of the ladies I have spoken to so far are capable of handling the task." I guess it's a good thing that I offered Flavia the role even though she's fucking annoying. "Well it's a good thing I found someone, the event planner showed up at my office a while ago to create a scene because she needed compensation for her efforts, so I offered her the deal instead and she took it." I informed. "Oh wow, that's quaint. I thought you guys don't like each other, what changed?" "Nothing changed Tommy, I still don't like her but she's desperate for money and I am desperate for a bride, so this is more of a business transaction." It's going to be difficult to tolerate her for a year but I don't have a choice. "Alright then, I hope you don't kill each other before the end of the contract." He teased. "I hope so too, anyways the wedding is back on and that's all that matters." "Of course, I will see you later in the day." He said before I ended the call and I went back to my work, I am just glad that the embarrassment has been avoided.FLAVIA'S POVI smiled... genuinely at him.“That’s amazing,” I said, leaning forward slightly... “You have come to the right place. We are going to make sure your mother has the best and most memorable birthday ever.”Desmond’s smile widened, slow and satisfied. “I love the sound of that. That’s exactly what I was hoping for...”“Great,” I said. “Then let’s start planning.”I reached for my notebook... flipping it open like muscle memory had taken over. Work mode always grounded me... structured, predictable, and safe. It was the only place where things made sense.“So,” I continued, pen poised. “Do you have a theme in mind? Or a location?”Desmond blinked... He actually blinked like he had no idea what I was talking about...Then frowned slightly. “Do I really need to get involved in the planning and decide the theme? What does that even mean?”Jaz and I burst out laughing.I shook my head. “Not really. Usually, someone close to the celebrant helps with that. Your wife or girlfriend,
FLAVIA'S POVBy the time I got back to the office... my head was a mess. A complete, chaotic mess.Every unasked question was screaming inside my brain, every follow-up question that I wasn’t allowed to ask felt like an itch I couldn’t scratch and the more I tried not to think about Louis’ answer... my ex... the louder it echoed.His ex was back, she was the one that has been calling him incessantly and she was the person he saw at the beach. She was the reason he suddenly changed and became so absent even when he was present.And just like that, a thousand invisible puzzle pieces scattered across my thoughts...I parked... stepped out of the car, and left the basket of food inside. I didn’t need to take it to the office, after all it was empty. The moment I walked into the office, Jaz was already pacing.“Thank God you are here,” she said, checking her watch. “The new client will be here in five minutes...”She didn't look worried though... instead she looked excited and maybe a lit
FLAVIA'S POVI was still sitting on his lap when I got the pass...My heart was pounding and my breath was trapped somewhere between my lungs and my throat, my fingers curled lightly into his shirt like if I let go, I might lose my nerve... or worse, lose him...He wanted one question but honestly... I had too many. A whole lot of questions.I have had too many sleepless nights, too many half-answers and too many moments where his eyes drifted somewhere else while his body stayed with me.. .I wanted to know everything, every single thing from who had been calling him nonstop? What happened at the beach? Why did he start acting like he was carrying something heavy he wouldn’t share? Why had he been truly late to our date the other day? Why did he smile at his phone like that when we were on our date? Why did it feel like there was a version of him I wasn’t allowed into anymore?I wanted to know every lie, every omission and every truth he swallowed before it reached his lips but I cou
LOUIS'S POVI watched her long after she said it’s fine. That was the thing about Flavia ... when she said those words in that soft, controlled voice, it almost never was...She started picking at her food instead of eating it... Her laughter dulled and her shoulders weren’t as relaxed against my chest anymore ... The warmth between us faded, slow and quiet, like a sunset you didn’t notice ending until the sky was already dark...And it was all because of one call... one stupid, badly timed call.It hurt more than I expected, it hurt because minutes ago, we were laughing, she was smiling like nothing in the world weighed on her and for a moment, it was almost like everything was back to normal again. Everything was perfect just before the stupid call came in.Emily had already hurt me once... She disappeared two weeks before my wedding... leaving me scrambling, humiliated, and exposed. And thanks to her actions, Flavia had stepped in then, she covered my mess and shame. She stood besi
LOUIS'S POVI watched Flavia like a man standing on thin ice, listening for cracks.The basket hit my desk with a soft thud, not angry, not gentle either... It was just … placed carefully but she didn’t look at me right away, she didn’t sigh and she didn’t even bother to accuse me like I expected, she just stood there, her fingers were still curled around the handle of the basket for a second longer than necessary, her face was calm in a way that made my chest tighten...I was desperate for her to say something, anything ... Yell at me, question me, smile or curse me, anything as long as she just don’t stay quiet because silence had always been the most dangerous sound between us.My mind raced, replaying the last few minutes on a brutal loop. I was practically confessing to Tommy a while ago, then there's the call and it was on speaker which means Emily’s voice was echoing loudly in my office just before Flavia walked in and honestly, the way I had panicked and cut the call short the
LOUIS'S POVDriving to the office felt like punishment and every red light, every slow car and every second alone with my thoughts made it worse.I felt horrible, not just because I cheated, not just because I lied straight to my wife’s face but because I made Flavia feel bad for asking when she was absolutely right. I cheated on her, with my fucking ex.The irony of it made me sick.She asked because she felt something was wrong... and she was right. And instead of owning up to it, instead of protecting her the way I swore I would, I turned it around on her and made her feel stupid, insecure and I went as far as making her apologize for my mess.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel... If Flavia ever found out the truth, she would leave me especially after what I did last night. There was no doubt about that.Things between us were already strained, already fragile and he safest thing right now... the only thing... was to lie. I hated it. God, I hated it and to think I had alway
FLAVIA'S POV I woke up feeling annoyed and very frustrated, after having little or no sleep last night thanks to Louis and all the awful things he said to me last night... First, I didn't want to go to the so called event with him but he practically forced me.Then he embarrassed me at the event b
FLAVIA'S POV I never knew flowers could feel like landmines. The orchids on the marble kitchen island were a soft shade of lilac, delicate and perfectly arranged. I reached out instinctively to adjust one of the petals, only slightly because it looked like it was leaning the wrong way."Don’t touc
FLAVIA'S POV After my call with Jazmine, I brought out my laptop and started looking for a nice building to rent for my office space. I mean, one of the reasons I decided to accept the contract deal with Louis is so that I can have money to set up a proper office space for my business and even tho
FLAVIA'S POV The silence in the car wasn’t the comfortable kind, it was thick, drawn-out, and padded with all the things neither of us wanted to say. His hands rested lightly on the steering wheel, his knuckles relaxed albeit the tension simmering just beneath the surface.I watched the city blur







