LOGIN“Any conversation we're going to be having is going to be in the four corners of my wall and after that, I'd love and appreciate it if you forgot my name, home address and social security number— if you have that, of course.” “Cute,” he laughs and then winces when I open the drink can with a pop. I raise a brow at him, urging him to continue and then take a sip of my drink as I wait patiently. “ Contrary to what you may think, I'm not here to hurt you or whatever it is you're thinking —” “No shit.” “I'm here to offer you a deal. One I know you wouldn't be able to refuse.” “Sure, Professor Xavier.” This is getting fun and it's the most fun I've had in a few days. “Marry me.” ********** I had a one night stand with a handsome, enigmatic stranger. It was drunk decision; one I promised myself never to indulge in. Putting aside my regret, I continue with life and the trials it keeps throwing my way. As a girl used to surprises, what I don't expect is seeing this stranger from months ago at my doorstep and offering me a deal I can't seem to refuse: a marriage contract in exchange for my biggest wishes to be fulfilled.
View More“Oh, the mystery girl,” his mother says with a smile and before I can process, she comes up to me, pulling me in for a hug. “It's a pleasure to finally meet you.”Oh. This is not what I expected. In the movies we watch, wealthy mothers actually act like everyone's beneath them, and after Mackenzie and Angel made me watch reruns of our favourite Korean shows, they'd engraved it in my head once again not to expect much.This however… is more than much. So much that it makes my heart gallop.She pulls away from me, that smile still on her face. “Jordan won't stop talking about you, honey, and I had to threaten him to bring you over fast. Now I get why he's been gatekeeping you. You are so gorgeous.”I let out an embarrassed laugh, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. That's nice of her, but I know she's lying for my sake. I don't need a mirror to know that I look fatigued and depressed. It doesn't help either that Jordan didn't even give me a chance to go home and change and apply
"Mum, are you hungry?” I ask my mother as I unload the dozens of groceries I got her.It's been almost two weeks now since I accepted Jordan Smith's deal, and I must say life has been a lot easier. The next day after I called him, as a way to honor his part of the deal, he credited my account with so much money that I had to wipe my eyes thrice to be sure I was counting the figures.Two million dollars, I'd seen and I'd gaped at him and then told him I couldn't possibly accept this gift to which he simply shrugged and commented: “ there's more where that came from, Arabella. Take it.” And so I did, and boy, is life so much easier now.“Where did you get money for all of these?” Mum asks, eyeing the groceries like the plague. “Uhhh …” I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “Well, you see, mum, I got lucky. A friend— an old friend I helped a long time ago gave me a little something.”Mum raises an eyebrow. “Really? Did he also move me into this new hospital and covered my treatment bil
Holy… pregnant cow.Did I just hear him right or are my ears playing a fool on me? My billionaire handsome one night stand just asked me to marry him. My eyes wander across the four corners of my room, searching for some hidden cameras, because this has to be some kind of prank.“I'm sorry, what?” I whisper. He takes steps closer to me, his expression more serious than I've ever seen them. “Marry me, Arabella Rose Chase.”I don't know what makes me stagger back — the fact that this isn't a dream or that he knows my full name. “How did you—”He offers me a small smile. “Unfortunately, I have done a lot of research about you over the past week to the point of it being unhealthy and I know. I know how much you're willing to sacrifice your youth for your mother to get her medical bills. I know how much of a fighter you are. I know how loyal you are to the ones you love, and right now, I am here, in your personal space asking you to marry me in exchange for you to let me fight the battles
What the hell is he doing here? No, wait a minute, how the hell did he even get in here or know where I live or my freaking name or—A gasp breaks out of me and my first instinct is to run. Before I can think better of it, my legs carry me of their own accord and I'm already turning on my heels and making a beeline to the door.“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Again, that damn deep seductive voice. I've always been a sucker for those kind of voices— the type that makes you swoon, and wet and all achy. Like an aphrodisiac.I halt with a mental groan as I try to get my emotions in check and then turn back to him with a death glare. “How the heck did you get into my house, Mister?” I shake my head with a scoff. “No, I think the better question is how did you even know where I'm living? Are you stalking me?”I can't even begin to imagine the possibility that he is stalking me. I wouldn't be surprised though. I seem to have a knack for always collecting insufferable men like infinity


















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