Chapter one

A DEAL PROPOSAL

Octavia sniffed as she retreated her steps, her hands clutching tightly to the duvet wrapped around her. Fear and apprehension took over her as she shook her head, her lips quivering, unable to find the right words.

The eyes she admired yesterday were staring back at her, but now, with hate, with anger. He was furious, she could see it.

"Did you force yourself on me?" He queried, irritation written all over her face. She released a light gasp and was quick to shake her head.

What's he saying? Why'd she do something like that? She… she came to serve him yesterday and he… he was drunk. He lost control and she… she gave in to his request.

"Are you fucking kidding me now?" Marcus asked in fury. Anger was taking over him and he was trying his best to calm himself and not do something he'd regret.

"I'm… I'm sorry" Octavia stuttered, a tear rolling down her reddened cheeks.

"You're sorry?" Marcus asked as he moved a step towards her. She reached the bed and she gasped as he took slow but deadly steps towards her.

"You're sorry?" He repeated again and she nodded. She sniffled, raising her head to see his expression.

Her eyes darted away from him immediately. The eyes… The sea green eyes that were soft yesterday were staring right back at her with hate.

Well, she deserves it. She had lost control. How could she have given in to him?

"Weren't you sane yesterday?" His voice was cold and she sniffled, nodding her head.

"You give a reply to me!" Marcus yelled as he gripped her arm. Octavia whimpered, a feeling of fear running through her.

Her eyes were widened and her whole body trembled. The duvet wrapped around her slipped down and Marcus averted his gaze to her.

"Fuck!" He cussed letting go of her arm. He exhaled as he moved backwards and in frustration, he ruffled his hair.

How could he have lost it? How could he have done something like that? Anger washed through him when he remembered how he got into the mess.

He… he lost his biggest contract to his greatest enemy and in anger, he came to this place. He… he had ordered for a drink before he ordered for a room. Now, he doesn't understand how he got in bed with her.

"I'm sorry…" her trembling voice came up and immediately, he averted his gaze. A scoff escaped his lips seeing how innocent she looked.

But yesterday, she couldn't control herself. He glanced around the room and he saw their wrinkled clothes scattered around the room. She looks innocent but she couldn't stop him yesterday.

Well, why'd she? He could understand no one would let him go. He's a big catch so she'd have felt happy when he wanted her yesterday.

His hatred and anger spiked while Octavia watched how his veins popped up on his head and his jaw clenched.

This wasn't what she planned. Well, what did she plan? She planned nothing. Yesterday, while she served him, he grabbed her arm and she couldn't resist.

How could she? She has always admired him from afar. He's the CEO of a tech company and she had always wished to be close to him. So yesterday when he grabbed her arm in his drunken state, she lost control and became vulnerable.

When they were done, last night. Every muscle in her was weak and despite how hard she fought to walk out of the room, she couldn't. She has watched him sleep and was amazed at how peaceful he looked while asleep.

She had heard a lot about him. He was a lonesome human and she wondered if it was true because he has everything. Why'd he be lonely?

"Get out!" Marcus ordered angrily. His gaze was back on her and he watched how she trembled.

Good lord, she looked like a clumsy person. And he fucking slept with her without protection. How worse did yesterday get? He better keep a record. It was the worst day of his life..

"I said get out!" He yelled and Octavia flinched in fright.

She sniffled, her lids batting vigorously against each other. Grabbing the duvet tightly, she stood up to her feet. The sudden pain she felt made her whimper and she was suddenly aware of how sore her body felt.

All muscles in her were screaming but she got out before he lost his cool. She whipped her head to him but looked away when she saw he had been watching.

She trudged towards her dress and picked it up.

"I'm sorry…" she mumbled. She whipped her head to him and he was staring right back at her with an expressionless yet inscrutable look.

She sniffled, slipping into her dress not minding if he was watching.

Marcus groaned, running a hand through his hair. He shut his eyes in complete frustration. This wasn't what he planned. First he lost that contract to his competitor because he suddenly got to know at the die minute that a wife was needed.

No wonder his competitor got a quick marriage done.

Suddenly, they both heard the knock. Octavia's eyes widened and immediately, she ran behind the bed. No, it better not be the room service. They mustn't see her here.

Marcus whipped his head to her in befuddlement. Why'd she go into hiding? She doesn't expect him to open the door, does she?

The knock persisted and he groaned when she wouldn't attend to the door.

"Who's there?" His voice was fury filled and it sent a kind of shiver down Octavia's spine.

"It's me Marcus" he heard the familiar voice and immediately, he was at the door. He opened the door with a light sigh. Surprise took over him when he saw his PA and also his driver.

"Francis!"

"Marcus!" Francis got in making sure to lock the door quickly.

Octavia peeped and when she saw who it was, she slowly got out of her hiding.

Francis whipped his head to her immediately. He exhaled seeing it's her, it's the same girl. The news wasn't lying.

"How did you know I'm here?" Marcus asked. He knows no one knew of his location.

"Haven't you seen the news?"

"What news?" Marcus asked, puzzled.

"This" Francis slipped his phone to him and Marcus watched the news with a wide eye. He… her. They're in the news!

"Fuck!" He cussed out angrily and in a minute, the phone was slammed at the wall. Octavia gasped, moving a step backwards.

"Did you do this?" Marcus growled, turning to her while she shook her head. She doesn't know what he's talking about but she did nothing.

"Did you upload that video?" Marcus growled, grabbing her by her arm. She whimpered wide eyed. He's getting violent with her.

"No, Charles did it" Francis intervened and Marcus stopped. Charles? Again?

He yelled, sending a kick to the glass table and it came crashing to the floor. Veins popped out of his forehead and his grip on Octavia tightened while she bit her lips in pain. He's hurting her.

"Wow," Marcus nodded gently. First, he competed with him for that contract and he got it. Then, he had a picture of them together. He whipped his head to the girl and saw her eyes teary. He paused. And his grip loosened.

"What's your name?"

"Octavia" she whimpered, looking up at him.

"Octavia…" Marcus grabbed her chin staring right into her eyes. Even though he was staring into her eyes, he couldn't see it. His thoughts were running miles. He lost yesterday's contract because he didn't have a wife.

He has two more contracts that he was ready to let go to Charles because a wife is needed. But then, he wouldn't let them go anymore. Because he's ready to get married.

"Let's get married" his voice came through and he heard them gasp.

"What?" Octavia asked wide eyed.