ログイン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 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 EIGHTCLARA'S POV “Your door is still locked and I need to prepare for work.” I whispered through the bathroom doors. The only thing I could hear was the drop of water, the moment I leaned closer to the door it opened.Our face interlocked together as I stared intensely at his naked body. The water washed the soap coverage away and instantly his eyes widened.“Why didn't you wait?!” He screamed, my hands gripped against the towel. “I'm sorry, I just wanted the door to be opened. We are already late for work.” I motioned, his dangerous glare landed on me again.“Get into the bathroom.” He commanded, my legs froze at a spot. “I can't bath with you.” I muttered, holding the door.“Why?” He arched his eyesbrows narrowly. Nothing, I can't just bath in here.” I countered, he smirked his lips. “Woman, I have seen everything in this body. I'm not sure there's anything you should be hiding.” He remarked.“Remember I was the first one to have you.” he smirked his lip and dragged me in
CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN CLARA'S POV The moment we reached the mansion I prepared little Mira to sleep, the little girl was already sleeping on my chest. “The moment you finish putting her to sleep come let's have a discussion.” He muttered.After she slept I walked towards his room and when I reached the entrance I stopped. My heart skipped fastly and my hands shivered profusely for some while before I deep breathed.My hands clenched as I knocked hard on the door. Few minutes later his dangerous looking face popped at my presence.“Good evening sir,” I greeted, bowing my head. “You sent for me,” I muttered, he cleared way for me and signaled me to pass.“I want to talk to you about my company. You've done a good job by making my daughter win this events.” His voice thickened, while he deepened his hands into his pocket.“But…” His eyes widened and was filled with so much curiosity. The appreciation looked he had disappeared so soon which was being replaced by strictness.“I don't like
CHAPTER FIFTY SIXCLARA'S POV “The winner of the fifth largest interhouse sport of the prestigious academy is orange house.” She declared, instantly the music increased. Little Mira jumped on my lap and hugged me tightly.I hugged her too and I breathed a sign of relief. Adrian looked at me intensely and nodded his head. “the best player of today interhouse sport is a very little child with enormous talents and potential.” She added.“Let's clap our hands for our amiable chairman daughter, Mira Adrian.” I carried her to the stage while they cheered for her.“Thanks to everyone for welcoming our daughter. We appreciate your massive support and training.” I acknowledged.“Can our winner tell us what are motivation was and who equipped her with all those massive skill?” The principal asked, folding her hands behind.I noticed that little Mira was shy on the stage as she continued to glare at each of the faces holding my hands firmly. “Are you shy my girl?” I whispered into her eyes and
CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE CLARA'S POV The race became though as little Mira struggled to meet up with the fast team members. Adrian turned to my direction and whispered.“If my daughter fails this task you're finished.” He threatened, that broke my heart into multiple pieces. I turned to the event direction and noticed a change.Mira was already gaping them with her pace, it was so fast that I became shocked. The crowd started clapping repeatedly for her until she reached the finishing point.“Congrats my Mira.” I screamed joyfully, the music increased. “Let's take a break,” the principal voiced out.Instantly different students came out to dance a lollipop dance style. The girls started from making a straight conical line to dancing synonymously.I couldn't stop glaring at the way the children moved their hands and legs. The dance lasted for over ten minutes but we were all entirely hooked to it.“That was an amazing performance of one of our best dancers in the academy. They've showed us
CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR CLARA'S POV “Our interhouse sport has began, it's very important we make a competitive competition. The children of the prestigious university were trained for greatness and to showcase their different talent's and skill.” The principal voiced, holding a microphone.Her physical appearance was giving a true description of how a rich person looks like. She wore a cream sport wear matched with black pant and canvas.“We have four major houses in the academy. Ranging from the red house, green house, purple house and orange house.” She stated clearly, the instant she called the house names their voices echoed.“We are going to win this interhouse sport.” A young lady said, she was wearing a red t-shirt. The red house generally looked vibrant today, it seems they have all the power.I brushed my mind from being negative.“Our different teams are here to show us their skill, smart work and efficiency. It's important for the parents to closely watch their children.” She
CHAPTER FIFTY THREECLARA'S POV “Why do they always disturb?” He grumbled, his hands wrapped around my waist. “Adrian I don't want them to know you're inside my room.” I muttered, he looked at me.“Are you scared? They already know you're my contract wife and we can do anything together. All this is just a play thing and once the contract is over we go our separate path.” He voiced. I nodded my head before walking to the door.“Good morning, John.” I greeted, the guy stared at me repeatedly. “Where's my best friend?” He questioned, neglecting my greeting.“Adrian isn't here,” I lied, blocking the door. “That's a big lie. Throughout the night I couldn't sleep because of a lust woman.” He mocked.“I couldn't stop hearing your moan through the roof. And now you claim his not here! Don't tell me you screw yourself now?” His voice was sardonic. If I wasn't holding myself my hands would be flickering on his face.“Tell my best friend that we're waiting for him. It's so crazy that out of al
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN CLARA'S POV “Daddy, granny is calling you guys. She offered to make breakfast today and everyone is already available except both of you.” I overheard Mira's voice from the bathroom, sitting on the bathtub, hoping she didn't see me when I ran towards the bathroom fully naked.
CHAPTER THIRTY SIXCLARA'S POV“I have a photographer that can edit the pictures today. Put on one of your oldest clothes and then he will capture it.” Adrian's voice sharpened, he picked up his phone.After we were fully dressed, he took several group photographs.“I hope the photographer can edit
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVECLARA'S POV “Mr Barton, you're welcome to our mansion! I'm sorry for how inquisitive I was towards your family.” She snapped, placing her hands onto the elderly woman's lap.“We have a comfortable visitors room, I would show you around now. The room is all yours for the period
CHAPTER THIRTY FOURCLARA'S POV He choked profusely, gasping heavily for air. I handed him a glass of water whispering into his ears.“You need to be careful of everything you say in this person's presence. They are very calculative and inquisitive of anything that we say.” I winked at him slightl







