LOGINCHAPTER FOUR- Our fake court wedding
CLARA'S POV
“Get into the car woman, your work as my contract wife begins now.” He said coldly, signaling me to enter the front of the car.
“Ooooh okay,” I said without arguing, normally I would question where he was taking me to. But I didn't want to scatter my plan by making it fishy.
We arrived at a large glamor clothing galaxy and I looked at him wondering what we were doing here. This man is full of wonder just as my step father has said, I need to be very careful of him.
“Get down,” he ordered, and immediately I got down. We walked into the Galaxy and in my whole life I've never seen any female cosmetics shop this beautiful or luxurious.
Or perhaps I always lived in my stepfather's underground house instead of joining my mate to be a feminine. I never valued putting on girly clothes. Instead I grew up in a harsh condition which forced me to act like a male.
“There's no need for all this. I thought you said my work has begun so why are you bringing me to a fashion mall? Are you trying to turn me into a model?” I said softly.
“Don't question me, when we get inside you would know what you're here for. And beside please don't behave lost here because I don't entertain classless people.” He said mockingly, before pushing me into the mall.
His words pierced my heart deep, I couldn't bear hearing such harsh words from the very member of the family that strived me of my happiness. They forced me to live a harsh life that I was never prepared for.
I walked into the mall without hesitating, ensuring I was conscious of what was happening in the surrounding area.
“Good day, Mr Adrian.” A tall young lady greeted me as she bent down. The moment he entered the mall everywhere stood still and even the people inside weren't exceptional.
“We've got the mall ready for your guests.” The manager said.
“This is the woman I want you guys to dress her into royalty. Because right now she's looking like someone coming from a slum and I wouldn't want my fans or family to judge me as a result of me picking my new wife from a slum.
WHAT. HE CALLED ME A MERE SLUM
That statement rang multiple times in my head, if we were in the battlefield I would have chopped his hands off instantly. But now is his turn to insult me all he wants, because when I'm done destroying his family he would regret meeting me.
One of the mall workers took me inside the guest room and immediately they started dressing me in a different outfit.
“You look good on this one but let's still show Mr Adrian because he is very picky just like his little daughter.” The young girl said.
“You know his little daughter?” I asked in a curious tone ready to grab any information that I came across.
“Yes I know her, she has come here multiple times. And anytime she comes she finds everything difficult, she's a very problematic person especially after her mother passed on.” The young girl said, clearing her throat the moment Adrian entered the room.
“Why are you guys wasting my time? I don't have time to spare for baseless things.” He said before walking out, instantly we hastened with the preparation and that was how I forgot to dig into Adrian's daughter.
It seems I am going to meet a bigger knot to crack. I looked at his broad shoulders as he walked out of the room.
“This is perfect, at least you look better than before. With this look the crowd would believe the public show off.” He looked at me with disdain.
“So where are we going?” I said, hoping he would tell me what he was up to.
“We will be going to the court for registration of our fake wedding. And after the fake court wedding, we have to go to the social media stand point for publication.” He said coldly before we left the mall.
It was my first day in a mall but I enjoyed every bit of it. Since the death of my father I've been trained in a world grazed by men that I had to behave like one.
The court building caught my attention the moment we entered, the surrounding was engraved with marbles. With the cream painting beautifully laid out in a crystal form shape.
He held me closely and immediately he saw the press coming closer. This man beside me would really protect his name this much that he would go any height.
“Come closer,” he whispered into my ear, I could feel the hotness within my ear. I hate to accept that my enemy had an effect in making my body react impulsively especially after our one night stand.
I came nearer immediately as we walked together like love birds, no one would know we were flesh in each other's turn.
“We're so happy for our favorite business man. You finally found yourself a beautiful damsel, after your wife died we thought we would have lost you.” One of the press commented. And at that moment we were crowded until Adrian's bodyguard cleared the crowd for us to pass.
The whole atmosphere was filled with pleasant comments that I was going to choke. One thing I could grab from Mr Adrian lifestyle was that he would go to any extent to protect his good name and that would be the very trap I would be using against him.
Everyone settled into the court the moment we entered. As the judge brought out the marriage form with our name boldly written on it. We signed the documents instantly, Adrian came closer to me and kissed me hard.
My chin was burning red, I was about to push him further before I noticed that the press was around. Their camera flickered directly to our faces as we continued kissing.
Immediately we noticed they were no more present. Adrian pushed me away and I almost landed on the floor.
“Why would you do that?” I said fiercely, pointing my hands to his face while my other hands were folded. If my knife was close by I would have sniffed him off.
“Follow me,” he ordered, but I stood still as I breathed heavily. My hunger to sleeve this man before my hands grew more daily because he wasn't just a wicked man as my stepfather's said, instead he was a beast.
The Adrian's family were made of people ready to feast on people and go free easily. But I knew I was their last bus stop, he should treat me badly but I won't give up.
I followed him from behind, as he walked faster with his hands clinged beside his pocket. The car zoomed off instantly as we drove to a place I never had an idea about.
The building was so large, it was one of the largest empires I have ever seen. As we walked in fear overwhelmed me, especially with the fact that he did not tell me where this place is.
A young girl walked down slowly as she hugged Adrian. Her eyes met with mine and the only thing I could see was danger, because she looked at me from up to down like a mere slave.
CHAPTER SEVEN CLARA'S POV The atmosphere became tense, even the air conditioner couldn't help the heat I was feeling. His face darkened, as he flipped the huge diary on his lap, with his glasses fixed.“Rule 4: My child must never be placed in a situation that is embarrassing, and what makes her feel wrong or corrected publicly.” He said, clearing the quiet atmosphere.“Meaning that you should never embarrass her publicly even if she's wrong.” He added, sending me a dangerous glare.A cold shiver went down my spine, as my body panicked before the cold hearted looking guy. Despite that his expression darkened, as he stared at me intensely like he was studying an object.“Rule 4: You are never allowed to raise your voice on my daughter. Anything she does wrong must be reported to me or corrected calmly.” He read out, before glancing at me.“I hope you're digesting all the things I'm saying. The reason why I'm specifically saying this is to ensure nothing is missing out.” He added, fac
CHAPTER SIXCLARA'S POVA lock knock came directly from the dark room, waking me up immediately. With my eyes sleepy I took a quick glimpse of the room, realizing it was coming from the door.Fear gripped my chest, knowing that I was just new to this place. My mind was wary, as I stood up walking towards the room entrance.“Who's that?” I hailed, before opening the door. Only to see a dark, cold hearted looking guy.Adrian stood straight with a strict face, as if he was ready to feast on me. My face darkened, as I tried to despair his thoughts.“Why are you still sleeping till now?” He asked coldly, gritting his teeth together. “Sir, I don't think that should be a question. Remember, this is still down.” I commented, my voice a bit lower.“There's nothing like that in my mansion. All my staff must be awake three hours before my child is up.” He voiced.“This is 3: 00am.” He added, raising his wrist watch to my eye level. I glanced at it with my eyes still half closed, yarning hard li
CHAPTER FIVECLARA'S POV“Good evening my daughter,” he said, carrying her on his lap. This was the only moment that I've seen him this happy.“Dad please who's this woman staring. I don't like her at all, she looks like someone that has hidden intentions.” The young girl said, pointing her hands towards me.I was so devastated instantly, how could a young girl be this smart and rude. Perhaps the review about her was better than the person I saw before me.“Good day, child. My name is Clara and you?” I said softly, before coming closer to her. “Don't ever touch me!” She hailed, before pushing me, that my butt landed on the cold tie. But instead of Adrian scolding her he looked at me in disdain.“Next time ask for permission before you try to lay your filthy hands on my daughter.” He warned, immediately I saw them moving inside. I had to run up with their paste.“My baby this is your new nanny but in public you would address her as my wife.” He said, clearing his throat.“Why would you
CHAPTER FOUR- Our fake court wedding CLARA'S POV “Get into the car woman, your work as my contract wife begins now.” He said coldly, signaling me to enter the front of the car.“Ooooh okay,” I said without arguing, normally I would question where he was taking me to. But I didn't want to scatter my plan by making it fishy.We arrived at a large glamor clothing galaxy and I looked at him wondering what we were doing here. This man is full of wonder just as my step father has said, I need to be very careful of him.“Get down,” he ordered, and immediately I got down. We walked into the Galaxy and in my whole life I've never seen any female cosmetics shop this beautiful or luxurious.Or perhaps I always lived in my stepfather's underground house instead of joining my mate to be a feminine. I never valued putting on girly clothes. Instead I grew up in a harsh condition which forced me to act like a male.“There's no need for all this. I thought you said my work has begun so why are you b
CHAPTER THREECLARA'S POV “Who are you?!” His voice echoed in the room. This time I didn't wake up seeing the vulnerable looking man of yesterday instead he acted like a monster.My body hit the floor, it was so hard that I could feel the sharp pain down my waist. I looked at him with a dagger-like glare.“Why did you attack me?” I said in a conflicting tone, at that moment I had to hold my nerves in order not to feast on him alive.“Don't reply to me with a question. I said who are you and what are you doing in my suite?” He said strictly, his voice was more scary than I thought.“I'm Clara Voss, the chef of the private rooms.” I said boldly to avoid suspicion, my hands shivering as I stood up to wrap my naked body.“How did you get into my suite, woman? Start talking. If not , I will send you to the place of no return.” He threatened.At that moment I saw the reason why my foster father made such a statement. The notion that Adrian always forgot the women he slept with on his wife'
CHAPTER TWOCLARA'S POVWhen I entered the private lounge there were different men, each of them had two seductively dressed women with their laps barely closed. I wore my chef uniform inside the lounge to serve them, but I couldn't recognize Adrian between the different men.The person I saw in the magazine was completely different from this personality. His body wracked with the smell of alcohol, while a slender young lady laid on his lap.“Good day, Mr Adrian. I'm one of the new chefs you hired recently and I've been ordered to serve the private lounge for today.” My voice echoed softly.“I don't need any form of introduction, just go straight to your duty.” He said, while the slender lady danced on his lap. At that moment I was so irritated at the sight of things.The lady on his lap tapped him seductively, “Adrian shouldn't you be comforting your little daughter over your wife's third death anniversary.” I stood without flinching.“What gives you the right to question me? You're







