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Sentenced to Marriage Breakfast
I blow-dried my hair, put on a shirt top and jeans, and was ready to come down to the kitchen. My heart rate slowed down a little, but the thought of half-naked Aren made that foolish blood pomp in my chest race again. I took many deep breaths as I walked down to the kitchen, trying to mentally prepare myself to see him again, and I sincerely hoped that this time he would be dressed.I sighed in relief when I saw him wearing a black shirt and a casual pair of jeans, but I quickly realized that it didn't make him look less disturbing... He was standing by the oven, preparing breakfast. Who would have known that this billionaire could actually use a frying pan and an oven? I walked closer and swallowed hard. He didn't make it easier for me. In his black shirt with rolled sleeves and forearm muscles tensing as he swirled vegetables in the pan, he looked insanely hot. He must have sensed me gaping at him because he shifted his eyes to me and grinned."Hope you're not allergic to eggs," he
Sentenced to Marriage Preparations
I kept wondering what kind of a "date" Aren meant, and how was it supposed to be my assignment? I sat at the workshop, and for the first time, I couldn't focus on the job. I did some easy tasks automatically, but the parts that needed an individual approach took me longer than ever to fix. "What is wrong with you today?" Norton frowned. "You've never worked so slowly before." His comment pulled me out of my daze. I felt guilty. I had never acted sloppily in my job, and I even let someone like Mr. Always Quiet Norton point it out. "I'm sorry..." I mumbled like a scolded schoolgirl. "Norton, cut the girl some slack." Alan came to my rescue, handing me a fresh mug of coffee. "Can't you see she's thinking about a guy?" "I'm... what?" I laughed hysterically. Alan grinned wickedly, pointing at my flushed cheeks. "See, I was right. There is a guy. So... who is he?" He blinked his eyes, leaning over me. "I… He…" I panicked. I wasn't prepared to tell them anything, but since Aren and I
Sentenced to Marriage Our date
Benjamin drove us to the Lan Diamond Tower's underground parking lot. It was after eight, and most of the employees were already gone. Of course, Aren was still working in his office, spending his fourteenth hour answering calls and emails and dealing with all sorts of problems. I thought of going upstairs to meet him, but Neil insisted that I stay in the car until his boss was ready to come down. "Your car will be here in five minutes. You will switch cars and wait for Mr. Lan," he informed me. "I thought that Benjamin would be the one to take us there," I said, suddenly feeling anxious. "No. Marcus will be the one to take you to your date. He's Mr. Lan's private driver," Neil explained. I smiled faintly, feeling that my recently gained confidence was leaving me. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. I wanted to be courageous, but my little inner introvert made me feel awkward around new people, and I think I had already exhausted my daily limit of meeting new people. "Relax
Sentenced to Marriage The fake and the real
Aren poured me another glass of wine while I started to tell him the story of my first love. Normally, I would find it uncomfortable and embarrassing, but there was something in Aren's gaze that soothed me and made me trust him. Was I making a mistake in telling him? I had never cared about rich people, and I had never researched Callan and his family, but what if Aren knew him? I observedAren as I mentioned my ex-boyfriend's name, but I couldn't read anything from his expression. Perhaps he had never heard of him, or it simply didn't matter to him. After all, it was merely something that had happened in his contract fiancée's past, one of the examples of a fairytale gone bad."I didn't care about who he was, although I heard rumors that he was from some wealthy family. I didn't like him at first. He was seriously handsome, but he was also this arrogant type who thought that everyone else was beneath him just because he had money. I stood up against him once and called him a doucheba
Sentenced to Marriage Furious girlfriend
I kept staring at the photos in disbelief. How could I be such an idiot?! I allowed myself to get lost in the moment. I let Aren charm me, and I wanted to trust the warmth I felt from him. In each of those pictures, I saw myself looking at Aren like a woman in love, and I hated myself for showing him this vulnerable side of me. He manipulated me, and I let him."Are you angry?" Monique worriedly patted my shoulder.I smiled wryly. "It's just... you know... It was our private moment and those photos..."Monique nodded sympathetically. "I get you. You are not used to being in the spotlight, but since you are dating New York's most wanted bachelor, you will get a lot of attention from now on.""I guess you are right…" I sighed, lowering my head so that my eyes wouldn't betray my inept lie.I was pissed, and I could barely keep my composure. The blood was boiling in my veins and holding a smiling face became unbearable."So, tell me everything! How did it happen?" Monique grinned, leaning
Sentenced to Marriage Apology
I ran out of the Lan Diamond Tower, wondering what the hell had just happened. I hit Aren, I threatened him, and I expected that he would be infuriated by that, but when his body was an inch away from mine, it wasn't anger that I felt from him. He seemed frustrated, as if he suddenly felt the need to explain himself and didn't know how to do it. He also said that he couldn't predict his own reactions to me, as if not all of that had happened during our date had been a part of his plan… What did he mean by that?I was confused and flustered. I wanted to tell him that I would not let him mislead my feelings any longer. I thought that he was going to keep acting cold and indifferent, just like when he told me that our relationship would never involve emotions. Why did he change his tone so suddenly? It sounded like he wanted to coax me as if he cared... Did he care or was I imagining things?I went back to the penthouse to change, and then Benjamin drove me to the workshop. I needed to k
Sentenced to Marriage Thanking him
It took more than an hour for Alan and Norton to stop drooling over my newest toy. I had to admit that the equipment that Aren gave me was beyond amazing. The number of new possibilities this stuff could create for me was astonishing. I couldn't even begin to imagine how much this computer cost... Of course, it was a little bit like giving a full tank of gasoline and matches to an arsonist, but I would never release my evil powers upon someone who didn't deserve it. Pressured by the boys' excitement, the thought of thanking Aren for granting me this extraordinary gift engraved deeply in my head. For certain, I couldn't present him with anything that had a similar value, and since my freak friends had already seen this computer, there was no way that they would let me reject it. If I were to thank him, I needed to be either creative or practical, or better yet, both. There was also another issue that stayed on my mind: when did he order this laptop? Aren was an influential man, so I c
Sentenced to Marriage Crossing the line
Aren's entire focus was on me, his eyes sending pleasant chills down my spine. His onyx irises were piercing right through me with unbearable strength. His body, wrapped in a dark-grey suit and white shirt, created a view more dangerous than ever. Our closeness and his scent forced my heart into a wild race. Since my instinctive reaction was meant to create space between our bodies, the palms of my hands unknowingly froze against his firm chest."If you touch mine, then can I touch yours?" he smirked."No!" I exclaimed, taking my naughty hands off of him.His arms were still around me, keeping me on his lap and tightening the grip around me. "Just kiss me and I will let you go," he teased.I smirked and leaned over his cheek, but he noticed it and turned his head before my lips touched him."I want a kiss that has actual worth," he said daringly.I couldn't say that placing a deeply passionate kiss on those plush lips of his would have been a sacrifice. The man whose face was inches a
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