My Contract Marriage To A Billionaire.

STEPHANIE “And here is a vanilla milkshake for the sweet girl”. Little giggles follow as I drop the glass down. The diner was a little less crowded compared to other Friday evenings. And I had enough time to share with my little friend who laughed showing a gap between her teeth due to a fallen tooth. “Thank you, Steph”, I bent down to her height and she placed a kiss on my cheek. This was our usual thing. A few months ago, she had walked in with Emma, her babysitter. She was kind of bummed because some kids at school had been mean to her. Some kids can be really cruel. She was a sweet little girl who was not capable of any harm. They made her cry that day and my milkshake saved the day. It reminded me of a few nights ago, I was serving at one of the tables and a little boy, after a brief observation, had stated that I was dumb because all blondes are supposedly dumb. I had kept my mouth shut and walked away, knowing very well that nothing decent would come out of it. I didn'

STEPHANIE“Enjoy your meal,” I said quietly, quickly passing a polite smile to the customers seated at the last booth, I walked back to the counter.The Diner was quite full. I was about to grab my pad to take another booth when I heard Anna’s voice.The next few seconds were chaotic. I turned around and everything happened in a snap of my fingers. She collided with the legs of Amy, another waitress who lost her balance, and the glasses she was carrying, crashed down on the floor.“What the hell!?” A lady sitting in the adjacent booth shrieked. My eyes fell upon her dress which was a bit spoiled by the drinks. A moment of commotion before there was a second of complete silence.“I’m sorry-“ Amy was cut off by the seething customer.“Shut up! Is your stupid sorry going to get this stain off?” She glared at her before her furious glance settled on Anna and my heart skipped a beat.“And you! Why are you running around?” Anna flinched at her tone and so did I. The way the woman was glaring

STEPHANIE “I need those documents right now. And here’s the draft. Make the necessary changes and bring them back to me.” the HR said, sliding the file across the table to me. “Sure.” I replied exhausted already.It’s been a week since I joined this furniture company as the HR assistant and to be honest I had some inefficient subordinates. I was left under a lot of work pressure but I knew that I was going to make this work, I had to.I leaned back in my seat to relieve my neck which hurt from sitting straight for hours. My phone rang only a second later. It was an unknown number. I waited for the person to speak first, something I have always done.“Edward Dan on this side. Am I speaking to Ms. Smith?” The familiar, authoritative voice filled the brief silence. Edward Dan as in Anna’s father. I remembered that name but what I didn’t remember was any unfinished business that he could call me for.“Speaking. How may I help you?” I heard some shuffling on the other side.The reply came

STEPHENIE The moment I set the pen down, my head started swarming with doubts. A headache banged away incessantly in my head, all the while feeling Edwards scrutinizing gaze on me.“Now that it’s settled, we need a story.”“A story?” I asked,“Of how we met?” His face held an expression that clearly said that I was a bit dense. My brain hadn’t quite processed the fact that I had signed those papers. It’s not every day that one agrees to a contract marriage.“At the Diner. We met at the diner when Anna brought you there.” I suggested it and it was technically true.Edward nodded once. “That should do.”Could I leave already? I had heard enough of this conceited man to last me a lifetime. I stole a glance at my watch. “Are we done here? I have a job and I’m running late.”He stared at me blankly. “You don’t need that job anymore.”“I do until I get the appointment letter.” I hated it when someone tried to dictate my actions. It was a feeble attempt at getting the point across.He sighe

“You have a beautiful room, Anna!” She looked up at me, a toothy grin splitting her face. It was all shades of pink and white, put together. Pink was probably Anna’s favorite color. Explained her obsession with strawberry flavors.The bed was in the middle of the room, almost filled with plushies. My eyes fell on a drawing, presumably the one Anna was working on before she got distracted. “Do you like butterflies?”, I asked, picking up the sketchbook.“Yes! They’re so pretty! And colorful” I smiled at her. My eyes were still lingering on the partly colored wings of the butterfly when Anna blurted the question out of the blue. “Are you daddy’s girlfriend?”My hand stilled on the sketchbook before I put it down. “Who told you that?” I casually asked.“I heard Daddy telling Emma that you are his girlfriend,” she replied unhesitantly. Did she eavesdrop on our conversation? I sighed.“Well, that’s true.”“Are you going to marry him?” Anna fired the question just as soon. I looked at her