Aaron had never intended to come late. He was a person who valued time. Aaron would've not broken an appointment he had made, even by arriving beyond the promised time. Aaron didn't like to wait long or been awaited by someone because of his mistake in neglecting to estimate his arrival. Punctuality was a must unless there was an urgent situation.
However, a sudden abrupt did occur. The wife of one of his grandfather's essential clients visited his mall unexpectedly. Aaron, as the CEO, inevitably had to see the client and accompanied her around. Of course, for shopping. And the world knew how much women enjoy these activities that made them forgot the time. And he had no choice other than to be by the client's side for several hours later.
He wanted to tell Helena because no one liked to wait indefinitely. Furthermore, he didn't know how long the activity would last. However, he didn't do it. There was an ego that forbade him to do so. Suddenly, there was a desire to make Helena angry.
His wish came true. Helena was angry at him for being late for more than two hours. He knew that he was wrong, not only to Helena but also to the boutique owner, who was waiting for him for the fitting session. Aaron admitted it. Therefore, apologizing was something he must do. "Sorry, I'm late. I have an important client I need to meet," he said to Jane and ignored Helena's question.
"It's okay. I understand. You must be very busy. Helena said that there was an important meeting you must be attended and couldn't be postponed," replied Jane.
Aaron raised his eyebrow, quite surprised to hear that fact. Helena? Helped him? His eyes glanced briefly at the woman who was busy doing her makeup not far from him. Helena and all her charms were there, trying to lure him.
If he must be honest, Aaron was a little grateful because the woman he was going to marry was Helena. He really couldn't imagine what his life would be like if he married a woman he didn't know. And what would happen to his lover? There was no desire to substitute or cheat on anyone, even though the marriage occurred due to coercion. He had to choose between Helena or the woman of his grandfather's choice. That situation made him frustrated to the point of throwing hurtful words toward her lover.
However, the guilt faded away when he found Helena among the Brown family. His ego felt cheated, even though another part of him said he contributed to creating the feeling. And he had hurt his woman without finding out the truth beforehand.
"Here, Aaron, your suit," said Jane while showing Aaron two sets of well-made suits dominated by dark colors. "This one is for the vows." Her hand pointed to a black suit with a white shirt inside. "And this one is for the evening party." She was referring to the navy blue attire on her right hand. Then, she handed the clothes to Aaron. "You can use the dressing room over there," she added after seeing the closest fitting room was full of Helena's belongings.
Aaron took them from Jane, then started walking towards the direction she pointed. It is a prominent place, so it must have several dressing rooms. And indeed, no more than ten meters away, he had found another room to change. He made sure to close the curtains tightly before taking off what he was wearing.
He chose a black suit to try on first. There was nothing special about the outfit. His work suit also had a similar model and was dominated by black. Countless how many white shirts, pants, and black coats he had to produce an eye-catching monochrome combination. Oh, the bow tie. There was no way he would wear the accessory on weekdays and only worn in special events, such as his wedding.
He saw his reflection in the large mirror in front of him. He tried to move his hand to test the convenience while doing some activities. No problem. His body could move freely. And he felt comfortable wearing it.
"How're the clothes?" Jane asked after seeing Aaron came out of the room.
He didn't know since when Jane moved her positions not far from him. Perhaps, this was part of her professionalism to accompany clients while trying on her clothes to get satisfaction from them. Or maybe, it was an exceptional service because he heard that the family of his future wife had been using her services for a long time. Whatever the reason was, Aaron appreciated Jane's efforts and was satisfied with her work so far.
"Good," said Aaron briefly.
"Are there any parts that feel uncomfortable?" Jane asked again.
Aaron shook his head. The clothes fit her body perfectly. Not too big and not too small. And most importantly, they were comfortable to wear.
Jane circled Aaron's body. Her eyes closely scanned the man. She wanted to make sure there was nothing wrong with the suits because appearance and comfort are the two things she sells through her works. She certainly didn't want any problems that could affect her credibility in the future.
Jane ended her observation with a satisfied smile on her face. Then, she pinned a mini flower on the collar of Aaron's coat, which further clarified the purpose of the clothes. Wedding. "Aaron has finished. You want to see him, Helena?" She reported to his future wife.
Aaron thought Helena would not be interested in seeing him. And he was also not interested in showing himself to her. After all, Helena could see him there, though it wasn't as straightforward as she was looking at him closely.
It turned out that Aaron was wrong. Helena walked toward him with such graceful steps. She slightly lifted her skirt to make it easier for her to walk with her pretty high heels. The flower-embellished dress deserved to be worn by her. Adding with the polished makeup on her face, Helena looked so gorgeous.
"Helena is beautiful, isn't she?" said Jane as if voicing Aaron's thoughts.
Yes, Helena was beautiful. With or without makeup on, Aaron would always think so because she was an exceptional woman. For that reason, he didn't want to let Helena stepped out of his life. "Yes. She is always beautiful," he replied softly.
Helena stopped right in front of Aaron. Her eyes fixed on his. It was so different compare to when they were a lover. Ah, he missed those days. The moment where their relationship was good that hadn't even been a month passed. But why did it take so long?
The status as a lover should still be stuck on the two of them. There was never a word for breaking up from them, likewise with the desire to end their relationship. Instead, their status would escalate to husband and wife in the next few weeks.
But in reality, there was a setback in the relationship between Aaron and Helena. There was no more communication between them which practically started to distance their relationship before. Aaron had thought of carrying on with their relationship. If necessary, they could start over.
But apparently, his ego needed to be satisfied. Until his disappointment was gone, he didn't want to be too attached to Helena. And it seemed that she felt the same way, considering how cold her reaction was when she was around him. Love was blocked by ego. How long would he be able to endure it?
"What do you think? Aaron is handsome, right?" Jane asked Helena a similar question.
Helena watched Aaron from top to bottom. She was satisfied as a sweet smile curled on her lips. "Yes," she said with a slight nod of agreement.
Oh, Aaron wanted to hug her.
Their marriage finally happened, As it had been arranged, planned, and conceptualized by the two families, the Houston and the Brown. Short preparations for such a big party were never a problem. There was extra work from the staff involved in making the event ran smoothly. It was called professionalism. And it was comparable to the income they earned.As planned, Helena and Aaron's wedding was divided into two times. The vows were held in the morning, followed by a small party with friends and family. At night, it could be called a business party because most of the guests were colleagues and business associates of the two families. Of course, their friends could also attend the party. They did not write down particular times in the invitations and freed anyone to come at any time.No worry. There was no problem in the procession. There was no unnecessary drama, such as canceling a wedding at the last second, running away from the event, or other behaviors that often
Helena's steps slowly entered a two-floor house in an elite residential in the west of the city. A place with a combination of white, broken white, and brown there. That was their new house, Helena and Aaron.In the morning, Aaron suddenly knocked on her hotel room. She, who was still half-conscious from her wedding the day before, could only stare at him when he handed her a key, then without further ado, left her, which made her couldn't help calling him when she fully regained consciousness."That's our house key. I'll send you the address later." That was Aaron's answer when she asked about the key she got.And because of that, here she was, entering the house numbered thirty-two, which turned out to be filled with complete furniture.This house was spacious but not as big as the house she had lived in with her family. However, she didn't want a place that was too big. It would feel empty if it was just the two of them. Oh, she also once said that she
Marriage ContractThere is no physical contact unless in an urgent situation and no more than a hug.Not sleeping in the same room!Household chores are carried out together.Respect each other's privacy.Both parties are obliged to maintain the continuity of the marriage relationship as much as possible.The things above can be added, reduced, or canceled with the agreement of both parties.SignedHelena and AaronAaron smiled to himself while reading Helena's handwritten screenshot of what she called a marriage contract. His finger scrolled to enlarge the image until it was clear. It was as clear as their conversation before dinner last night. Indeed, he was the one who put forward the idea of discussing their future relationship, which he didn't know ended up in a marriage contract.Aaron's sm
"What did he say?""He wants to kiss me.""Haven't you guys kissed before?"The question asked by Sophie seemed to silence Helena and made her speechless. No, it wasn't about the question that hit her hard because she knew the answer very well. Ever. So hot, deep, and intoxicating.The wildest thing she had ever done with Aaron was the kiss. Sometimes it was just a light kiss that could often turn wild and passionate. However, that was all. Helena and Aaron were trying to maintain their logic and not let it lose to their desire.Yes, a sliver of memory about it made her quiet. It was too embarrassing for her to admit that it wasn't for once the hot kiss that happened, even to her best friend."Seeing your reaction, it's clear that you do it often," Sophie guessed while nodding her head in understanding.Sophie is Helena's best friend. They had been friends for almost ten years. And although in recent years they rarely saw each other i
- I'll cook spaghetti for dinner. -The message came when Aaron was busy with reports of one of his grandfather's subsidiaries under his control. From Helena. Who else? He had to check many times to make sure that the sender was indeed Helena.That words managed to create a broad smile on his face. It had been a long time since he had exchanged messages with Helena. The woman didn't bother to send him a message and chose her assistant to do it for her. It was also rare because, well, there was nothing they talked about.And the message was like an oasis in the desert, amid the awkwardness between them and Helena's cold attitude Helena. The news was a sign that his wife was starting to soften her heart. They had only been married for ten days. And she had shown the change. What a surprise!He quickly typed his reply while she was in a good mood.- Have you got the ingredients? -Aaron hoped
Helena smiled in satisfaction when she saw Aaron and the vacuum cleaner in his hand. The man kept his promise to help her with the household chores. Not only that day because he often gave a hand. For example, he washed the dishes and the cooking utensils after using them. Especially on the weekend, which was his day off, his chores also increased.Helena had just finished drying clothes. She walked towards the kitchen. Then, she opened the large refrigerator to check their food supply stored there. There was a little left, but at least enough to make several kinds of meals for their lunch and dinner. It might be sufficient for tomorrow. So, not going shopping that day wouldn't be a problem.She took a tiramisu from the refrigerator. It was the dessert she made the day before. She deliberately served in medium-sized glasses to make it easier to eat. Relaxing after work was fun. It could be a form of reward for what she just did, washing and drying clothes.Helen
"Damn it!"The curse slid freely from Helena's lips. Several hours had passed, but her memory was still etched into the most embarrassing incident for her. What else besides her hot kiss with Aaron? For her, there was nothing more embarrassing than that. The way Aaron kissed her and how her body reacted... What a shame! She seemed to be slapping herself for the inconsistency she showed. A month had not passed since their wedding. And look how inconsistent she was. So she was easily swayed by her husband's behavior."Damn it!"Again, Helena gave the same curse. She didn't count how many times the word had been said. Her brain was too busy thinking about it all. More specifically, her stupidity. She should have just let Aaron have wild imaginations about her and the lingerie from the start. Or, she should have pushed him as hard as she could before he could hold her and hypnotize her through his gaze. Or rather, Helena should have maintained her sanity when Aaron
"Didn't you say you were going to order food?" Helena asked after ten minutes of sitting next to Aaron, and the man hadn't done what he said. Yeah, you are not wrong. Finally, she lowered her guard and let his arms wrap around her shoulders from the moment she sat there. And she didn't protest at all. More precisely, she was lazy to do it. She doubted she would win against her husband in a debate that she believed would occur once Helena showed her refusal."Oh, I almost forgot," said Aaron quickly. He then took his phone from the table in front of him. "What do you want to eat?" he asked, starting to scroll his fingers over his black smartphone.Helena looked at him while frowned her eyebrows. "Pizza. You said you'd order it.""Ah, yes. Pizza." Aaron responded as if the idea had been around for a long time. "Are you serious about ordering it?"The frown still lingered on her forehead. Helena looked at him in surprise. It was clear that she was interested