You can’t shame the shameless

SASHA’S POV

I’ve never been caught off guard more than I was at the moment. Noah Beck’s words made my jaw drop, eyes widened and brows creased.

Looking into his eyes, I searched for any sign of a joke or faking, but I found none.

This man was damn serious!

“Are you for real?” I craned my neck, my brain foggy and unable to process his words fully.

His lips paused into a thin line and the darkness in his eyes threatened to swallow me whole. “As real as the benefits you’ll gain.”

Great, his reply threw me off guard also.

Why does everything about this intolerable and insufferable billionaire throw me off guard?

“Do you realize I just got divorced? What kind of woman will society call me if I get married to you the same day I got divorced?” 

It might not be important to him, because I could swear Noah Beck doesn’t giving a flying fuck about anyone, but I do.

Despite all I had faced when I was married to Roland, I wouldn’t want to go through that phase in a more cruel way, this time.

Getting married to Noah Beck, my Ex-husband’s step-brother, would definitely ruin my already dying image.

“Unfortunately, the timing is irrelevant, our agreement is what’s important.” Noah Beck replied, his eyes empty, without any care in the world.

And did I ever mention that his nonchalant attitude irks me the most?

“The timing is relevant to me,” I gritted, trying my best not to smack his face.

I knew from the very beginning that meeting Noah Beck for help was the greatest mistake I’ve ever made, but I gave him the benefit of doubt and as always, he never failed to disappoint me.

“I’m sorry for wasting your time, Mr. Noah. You’re a very busy man and time means money to you.” I moved back a bit, pressing my body against the car’s door, ready to leave.

His full brows creased and his eyes darkened even more. “Like you said, time means money to me,” he drawled. “You want out? Fine. But be ready to pay the price, Sasha. I’m supposed to attend a meeting involving money, so would you rather pay instead?”

At that moment, I was already regretting my decision. “And how much is it?” 

I knew I was broke. A broke divorce woman with no place to lay her head, yet, she was being arrogant towards a billionaire. Isn’t that ridiculous?

He smirked, the closest I’ve ever seen him to a smile. “Are you sure you can afford it? From what I know, you’re a broke divorced woman with no home to return to.”

I hate that he knew me too well, but that didn’t stop me from being arrogant. Like I had it all. “I’m also a busy woman, Noah Beck. How much is it?”

“Fifty million dollars.”

 He said it in the most calmest voice I’ve ever heard, yet, it sounded like a gust of heavy wind slammed against the side of my face. “Fi……fifty million?”

While I was busy fighting against my tongue on what to say next. Whether an apology or a promise of payment in installments, I heard a chuckle and upon turning around, I was amused.

Noah Beck sure has a beautiful smile. It was my first time witnessing it.

“Cat got your tongue?” With a raised eyebrow, his lips stretched into an arrogant smirk, wiping off the beautiful smile that once mesmerized me. “Mrs. Conrad…. Sorry, Sasha Hawkins, are you willing to pay?”

I bit my lower lips, almost drawing out blood as I weighed my options. 

Paying a whopping fifty million or signing a contract marriage?

After thinking for a bit longer than usual, thanks to Noah’s patience, I opted for the second option. I was already a scorned Ex-wife, a shameless woman who didn’t think of her pride when she begged her Ex-husband not to divorce her.

At this point, I had nothing to lose and like Roland said earlier today, I’m a shameless woman and for that, you can’t shame the shameless.

I took a deep breath, hoping I won’t eventually regret my decision. “Let’s do it.” I muttered, my voice barely audible.

“Louder please. I want to make sure the contract reflects your enthusiasm.” 

“You!” I gritted, glaring at Noah whose lips stretched into a lopsided smile.

He was smiling constantly at me which was in fact making me uncomfortable and feeling weird.

Noah Beck, as I’ve known him for three years, hates me and my guts. He thought I got married to his step-brother because of money, hence the hatred, but at this moment, he was smiling so brightly, like we were never enemies.

“Okay fine!” I surrendered,heaving a sigh. “Let’s do it. Let’s get married, after all I’m desperate and shameless.”

I was sad my situation threw me under the bus with no option but to seek help from my Ex-husband’s step-brother. I hate the fact that I was still tied around Roland and his sweetheart, hence, I would be seeing them often.

But fortunately, my desperation for revenge and survival outweighs everything else.

“Great. The contract will be ready by tomorrow. Come over to my company.” He tugged on his seat belt and wore his dark shade. “We will sign the contract, get married in the city hall and then you move in with me.”

My brows creased and my throat strained as I shouted in horror. “Move in with you? Why?” 

“Why would my wife live somewhere else? Are you aware that our marriage would be announced publicly? And also, Roland and his followers would try to dig in further to know if we are really married.” 

It was the longest I’ve heard Noah Beck speak, but I was too shocked to dwell on that fact. “I can be more careful.”

Noah Beck grabbed his phone, scrolling through it like what I just said meant nothing to him. 

This was his way of letting me know that it wasn’t up for argument. “See you tomorrow, Sasha Hawkins. Try not to get bald tonight and get a good sleep. I wouldn’t want to see my wife without any hair and dark circles under her eyes.”

Heat crept its way up my cheeks at his words. “I’m not your wife.” I glared.

“You’ll be. By tomorrow.”