HIS CONTRACT BRIDE

ASHLEY'S POV"Let's get this over with."Those were the longest words I heard him say ever since his entrance to the room. His hoarse voice which held no sign of emotion rumbled like a distant thunder in the large sitting room that was now occupied by his mother, Jane Jordan - the heiress of Jordan Jewelleries, the dark haired judge who sat by an oak table that had been placed in the center of the room for this purpose, Mother, and I , the I-know-nothing-about-this bride dressed in a knee-length lavender gown and silver stiletto heels, nothing befitting for a bride on her big day.I had been in bed this morning, tossing from the sweet dream I was having when Mother stormed into my room cussing and fussing at the top of her high pitched soprano voice. She looked disheveled with bloodshot eyes, like one who had just woken up from a hellish nightmare."Get out of bed, Miss Lazybones." She screamed as she ripped off my bed cover leaving my skin bare at the mercy of the harsh December winte

ASHLEY'S POV9:00am.I forced my droopy eyes open and squinted in the brilliance of the morning sun which filtered in through the lush curtains, illuminating the dark corners of the room. A sharp pain throbbed in my temples as I gently peeled back the satin bedsheets from my body, exposing my petite frame underneath.The pain doubled in its intensity as I rose quickly from the bed. I swayed to the left when I tried to set my feet on the linoleum floor, that I had to use the bedpost as a support system. "What could be wrong with me?" I thought as I stared at my full length in the standing mirror.A disheveled figure with eye bags underneath her eyelids stared back at me. My cheeks flushed bright red as the events of last night came back to my memory, and I found myself wishing something more had happened last night instead of the mere chemistry.After Alex had left my room, I had enveloped myself in a pool of my own tears. Ever since Father's death and with no one else to keep me safe f

ALEXANDER'S POVI watched her from where I sat. She frowned and her tiny hands fondled the fray threads of her sweater. The way she sat calmly stirred up my caged i-want-an-escape libido, and my chest tightened in approval. She looked so cute and vulnerable right now.“What’s your favourite colour?” I asked. I’m not sure why I do, as I’m not one to engage in leisure conversations. Especially with a lady.Ashely turned, shifting her gaze to the window. Not that there’s anything fascinating to see, except a sea of white fluffy clouds below us.“I like blue. But I also prefer white and nude colours. Let’s just say I’m a natural when it comes to colours.”A faint musical laugh escaped her lips. Whatever that was, it was a good sign. And I’m glad she beginning to settle in with me.“Okay. I like blue too, all shades of blue,” I responded. Now that I know we share same taste in colours, that’s a good start for us. For me. “Your turn,” I added sharply before she had any chance to reply.“You

ALEXANDER'S POV6:00 AMI silently crawled out of bed to have my bath before Ashley gets up. I've tormented myself enough by sharing a bed with her without touching.I slipped off my boxers and slowly stepped into the shower letting the cold water cascade down my body.While Ashley slept, I had forced myself to stay awake for an hour just to watch her. I let myself become her guard, watching her have her sweet dreams while I was in a hell of mine. She restlessly stirred and moaned in her sleep. Whoever was fucking her while she slept would be nothing compared to me when that time comes.I will make sure to erase every memory of him from her mind and make her want only me, no one else.That's another promise I intend to fulfill.*********************8:15 AMAshley still laid in bed. Her body ungainly sprawled on the mattress, her nightie shifted an inch above her long legs, her nipples taut against the satin of the fabric.The flight must have taken its toll on her, I thought as I walk

ALEXANDER'S POV10:05pmThe room had grown dark and was only illuminated by the white light at the center. I had returned to the room to continue with the drafts of the contract agreement after breakfast and only took breaks in between when my brain felt overworked. I pushed the chair backwards and stretched myself as I rose to my feet. I checked my phone for any notification, maybe one from Ashley. There was none. I doubt if she has a phone cause I haven't noticed anyone on her since we got married.I was hungry as I've not had anything since the morning coffee. My stomach growled in approval and I ambled towards the door. I took the elevator downstairs which opened directly into the living room. Ashley lay sprawled on the couch, her hair disheveled and tiny strands covered her face. The television was still on and tuned in to CNN news channel, a plate filled with crumbs of brown bread and scrambled eggs sits close to her legs.I picked the plate, dropped it on the center table and