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 appeared in the movies or soap opera scenes. They were mature enough to know what was acceptable and what was not. If they didn't want to get married, they had to cancel it way before sending the invitation, even before they planned the wedding. That way, no one would be embarrassed. And the bride and the groom could move on without getting ridiculed by people.
Eventually, Helena and Aaron had legally become husband and wife. Happy? No one felt it more than their grandfather, who rejoiced after hearing their vows. At least, their marriage brought happiness, though not to the bride and the groom. Or maybe they both felt the same way. Who knew.
"Why didn't you refuse this marriage?" asked Aaron in between his dance with Helena.
Yes, you aren't wrong. Aaron and Helena were dancing in the ballroom of The Brown Hotel as the stage for their evening party. Oh, sure, they didn't do it voluntarily. The dance was a series of events arranged by the hotel staff and got approval from their families. They were both forced to face each other in intimate activities.
"I will ask you the same thing. Why did you agree to this marriage?" Helena replied with the same question. She stared straight into Aaron's brown eyes that she hadn't seen in a long time.
Ah, Helena didn't even remember the last time she was this close to him. Smelling the man's smell aroused the longing feeling she had been cherishing for so long.
"Oh, I remember. You don't want to lose your rights as the heir to the Houston Groups, do you?" she added, clearly insinuating Aaron. The sentence always resonated in her brain when her longing for the man appeared. And in the end, disappointment won. It added with her heartache remembering his words who wanted to cheat on her. "Then, I can also give the same answer. I don't want to lose my rights by refusing this marriage," she said, not giving his partner a chance to talk.
Aaron just stared at Helena in silence. He didn't feel offended at all by what she said because her words were valid. One of the reasons for accepting their marriage was the Houston Groups. However, his mind wasn't there. He was engrossed in watching Helena and all of her coldness. The woman still looked sweet, even though she was angry at him.
"Why are you quiet?" Helena asked again after a long silence between them.
Aaron brought him closer to her, then whispered in the woman's ear, "Because we both know the reason behind this marriage." Then, he kissed Helena's cheek rapidly.
Helena blinked a few times. Her mind went blank when his lips touched her cheek. Her consciousness seemed unwilling to cooperate in this situation. Instead, her heart was beating fast, just like when Aaron kissed her cheek for the first time. God, please calm her heartbeat because she didn't want to be silly again in front of him.
But apparently, Aaron enjoyed his wife's reaction, which he thought was funny. Helena looked awkward, along with the appearance of a red tinge on both of her cheeks. Unfortunately, her makeup managed to cover the red blush so that all he could see was Helena, who was moving restlessly due to her awkwardness.
Helena knew Aaron was laughing at her. The man's wide grin was proof enough. He looked satisfied after successfully teasing her. And why was her body reacting like this? The cold image that she desperately wanted to show was gone.
Instead of being laughing stuff for Aaron, she chose to end their dance. The hall was already packed with another couple dancing. So, the departure of the central star wouldn't attract guests' attention there. From behind her back, she knew Aaron was getting more freedom to enjoy his success.
It was a part of Aaron's character that she only found out after they became a lover. Aaron was a man who was quite romantic and didn't hesitate to give compliments, also teased her, which ended up making her awkward. In their friendship, he had never shown this attitude. Or was she just not aware of it? No idea. She only remembered the part where they liked to talk to each other about a lot of things.
Helena took a glass of red wine, then downed its contents. She heard Aaron's footsteps following her, so he ended up standing beside her. Aaron took a glass of wine, like Helena, and drank it more elegantly than she did. And it annoyed her. The man was making fun of her.
"I thought our marriage would end up boring. But it looks like it's going to be fun."
"What's fun?" Helena grumbled, no longer wearing her cold mask.
"Our wedding," repeated Aaron. "Shouldn't our honeymoon be canceled?" he asked.
The honeymoon was never their plan after the wedding procession, even though their family wanted it. For a classic reason, so that they could have a baby quickly. Of course. People's expectations after marriage were about children. What else?
Helena wasn't against the idea. She just wasn't ready. How could a baby bear if their relationship was still not okay?
"What for?" Wrong question. And Helena wanted to curse her mouth for passing that question.
Aaron turned to Helena with a surprised expression. "Of course, to have sex and make our grandfather's plans to have great-grandchildren come true."
An answer that instantly made Helene blushed again. Oh, how clearly he said the sentence in front of Helena. And why did her body suddenly feel hot?
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
As promised, Aaron accompanied Helena shopping the next day. There was a little debate about the time of their departure, before or after lunch. But later, the two of them agreed to have lunch outside. Then, they could freely shop. They decided to go to The Houston Mall. The first goal was to see the places Aaron had to offer for Helena's cafe. He freed Helena to choose an empty area spread over several floors of the mall. And she took a vacant place on the ground floor. As compared to the cafe that had been established, the place she chose was not that wide. Slightly narrower in size. But, no problem. Helena could use glass walls to give the illusion of a broad and spacious room. In addition, glass walls could spoil the eye with a monotonous view. Well, even though, in the end, they could only see the environment around the mall and human traffic there. But at least, it gave a better sight than being in closed partitions. Helena nodded, satisfied with the pl