CHRISTIAN’S POV
“Fuck man! You mean you did not even know the chick’s name?” Khalid laughed heartily as I explained what had happened the previous day.A small chuckle escaped my lips, It was tradition for Khalid and I to give each other the experience we had with any random we fuck. In this case, I was telling him about my little awkward situation with Erica, I mean Cressida.“Dude, and the whole time she was just letting you call her Erica?” he stretched forth his hand towards his glass of wine.I gave a casual shrug, “yeah- I mean there wasn’t time for corrections when I had her mouth full with my cock”He took a sip from his glass, shaking his head in denial as small chuckles escaped his lips. I reached for my small glass of bourbon; my eyes catching on the behind of a small figure moving around in the bar.Her hair was packed into a messy bun, the uniform was short enough for me to see her thighs and the beginning of the curve of her ass when she bent forward to place drinks on the table for customers.“Khalid , how dare you withhold such information…” I announced, snapping my fingers to call his attention from his phone; he raised his head and took a quick glance behind him.“What information are you talking about, man?” He asked“Who is the delicious morsel?” I inquired, throwing my head in the direction of the girl“Oh yeah, she’s new. She got the job yesterday…” My eyes kept raking her from behind; I wasn’t able to get a view of her face from where I sat.“Tell me about her,” I inquired further,“For starters, I almost sent her out of my bar. She came in for the interview dressed like we publish articles in here.” He let out a throaty laugh.“Her outfit was that bad?” I grinned,“It was a train wreck, but then she has got potential. She just needs to loosen up a bit and I like the look of her. I would not mind us hitting the back once in a while” He lowered his voice as he said this, winking at me.“Not if I get her first.” I grinned, my eyes darted towards her again. “You can enjoy her as my sloppy seconds when I am done” I told him.“Do not even think about it; she has work to do” He stopped me,“I just want to say hi, that is all.” I smirked, ignoring the hand he held out“Christian, I am serious…”I let out a small laugh before approaching the new girl.“Having a great time?” I drawled, leaning forward so she would be taken aback when she turned.She turned swiftly, her eyes slamming on mine just as mine widened in realization and shock.It was the woman, Hayley.“What are you doing here?” She asked, her eyes darting up and down right before coming back to me.I could read the accusations and suspicion in them“Don’t you think I should be asking you that question, Hayley” I murmured.She stared at me once more before she sighed, like she was tired and I was disturbing the fuck out of her. It wasn’t the regular reaction I would expect from any woman and one I had never received. It only made me want to know her more and only reassured me that I wanted her as my wife.“Excuse me, some of us actually have jobs to do” She snorted, carrying a tray and circling the bar.“Why have you not called me?” I asked, following after her.“I don’t see the need to; it is quite obvious you are crazy and I am not about to humor any delusions you have” She huffed, approaching table 16.“You do know being my wife will pay more than waiting tables?” I assured her.“I don’t care… now please leave me be, my boss is watching and I do not want to lose this job” She turned, casting a full glare in my direction before she moved again.I stopped following her and not because her words had the expected effect but because I was confused as to how she could be so unaffected around me. She was a wild card and I was drawn and very fascinated by her.I returned to Khalid who raised both eyebrows when I took a seat.“What happened?” I asked“She is the one I want as my wife” I stated matter of fact.“Is this a joke, man?” He muttered.“No, remember the bar you recommended? I saw her there and gave her my card.”“What are the fucking odds?” Khalid laughed“She is weird” I told him“How so?”“She doesn’t seem to want me which is strange. Every woman wants what I can offer and I think she is quite repelled by me” I explained“Now, that is one woman I want to get to know” Khalid exclaimed while I cast him a stink glare.I was about to say something else but was interrupted by the commotion at table 16. It would seem that Hayley was involved in some sort of heated conversation with a customer and he had his hands on her.My eyes narrowed as I surveyed the situation and rose to my feet.“Excuse me” I grunted, heading in their direction.“Let go off me, Chester.” I heard her say.“And if I don’t?” The man grunted, tightening his arm around her. “You are working at a bar now, huh? Suits you” He snapped“Get your hands away from her.” I barked an order as I nearedThe man maintained his grip on her arm but they were both looking in my direction now; him with a confused yet cocky look on his face and she with distress in her eyes.“Who the fuck are you?” The man snapped, rising to his feet.I smiled, rolling up my sleeve.“I will not repeat myself, motherfucker” I growled while Hayley visibly paled“Get the fuck out of here with that bull…”I did not allow the man finish his sentence before I made a grab for his hand, grinning at the satisfying pop that signaled a broken wrist.“Fuck, motherfucker… you broke my fucking hand” The man screamed, cradling his hand.“I will be breaking your damned head next if you do not get the fuck out of here” I threatened.I turned to a stunned Hayley, grabbing her hand and yanking her to me as I led her out of the club even as she protested.“Let go of me!” she yelled as soon as we got outside.I dropped her hand like it was hot coal, taking a deep breath.“What did you do that for? Do you realize that you just broke his arm?” she breathed, rubbing her wrist where I held her.“He was harassing you, I just could not watch him do that to you.” I explained“I did not ask you to defend me” She countered. “Why don’t you go away?” She muttered in exasperation.“I should be asking you that question… this is fate, Hayley; don’t you see?”“What exactly do you want from me?” she snapped, her eyes showing confusion“I want you to consider my offer, come see me in my office.”“I don’t want to, because what you are offering is ridiculous.” she muttered“But it’s not impossible, think of all the benefits you would enjoy if you accept and it will not be for long”I pressed further.“Just think about it, Hayley and come see me… use the card I gave you” I told her.“I tossed it out” She answered, her eyes twinkling with mischief“You tossed it out?” I echoed, surprised and then I chuckled“I thought you were crazy” She repeated, folding her arms across her chest as if daring me to argue I was sane.I reached into my pocket, pulling out another card“Here”She stared at my extended hand like it was some snake poised to strike before she took the card.“Come and see me” I stated. “And do not toss this one out again” I commanded.Her chin came up in protest at the tone of my words but she pocketed the card and we both walked back into the club.I stared as she walked back to the bar, a tremor racing up my spine.Such an intriguing woman, I thought… I wanted her.HAYLEY’S POV I figured with each painful and frustrating day spent living in this personal hell that is my life, I realized that God has favorites. Chester almost humiliated me at the club last night. I also drew the attention of a stranger, who never seemed to leave me alone. Since the first day we met, he could pick up on the fact that I was needy and broke. Is that how everyone sees me? a total fuckup? I eventually got to see my mom at the hospital yesterday; I couldn’t even pay her clinic bills. I felt so ashamed. I couldn’t look her in the eye, but I felt her pity. I couldn’t do this anymore; I couldn’t keep depending on Kitty and Darren to survive or let myself down. So I took his advice, the handsome, judgy stalker. Christian Montgomery, CEO of Montgomery Enterprise Holdings I could almost swear that the name sounded too familiar, but then I just couldn’t quite get it. I kept staring at the card he gave me and the big name boldly sitting on the company building as I stood
CHRISTIAN’S POVAs I sat and waited for a reaction from her, my mind couldn’t help but go back to Rebecca. She was starting to push her boundaries; she was becoming a problem. I don’t like problems; they piss me off.Even though I hate to admit that this is my entire fault, I should have known better than to fuck my secretary. What the hell was I thinking? It’s not even office romance; it’s more dom and sub.My thoughts briefly flickered back to Hayley, and I couldn’t help but marvel at her ability to catch me off guard. There was a raw innocence about her that intrigued me, a stark contrast to the polished women who typically surrounded me.But I don’t want her as a submissive anyway; pure innocence sometimes bores me."I’ll Marry you” My eyes widened in surprise, she agreed.I got up and walked towards where she stood, my body towering over her small figure.As I kept staring at Hayley, the door to my office swung open, revealing Cassidy’s entrance. I shouldn’t be seeing more of this
HAYLEY’S POV "Moving? To where? What’s going on, Hayley? "Kitty kept pestering me with her numerous questions as she followed me around the house as I shoved my things into the duffel bag I moved in with anyway. "I really can’t explain it, Kitty; I wish I could tell you…."I paused and she stopped abruptly, narrowing me down like she was waiting for the remaining sentence. "But?" She arched a brow.I exhaled deeply, in as much as I love kitty. I couldn’t risk letting her know about this arrangement, news spread. All she has to do is blab to one person and it’s over for me. "I promise that I’ll explain everything as soon as I can, I’m sorry and I love you" Kitty moved closer to me, "I just want to know you’ll be fine, if where you’re going will be of great help to you then I won’t stop you." I let out a soft smile; She had always supported me. "Be safe love." She pulled me into a hug before I dragged my duffel bag and walked out of the apartment. Terry, Christian’s driver quickl
"Take it off." He ordered he kept staring at me coldly. There was nothing about the way he looked at me that screamed sexual, he just enjoyed barking orders I guess. “But I like this outfit, this is what I want to wear Mr Montgomery.” I refused to budge, since when did he think he could tell me what to wear? “I can tell you what to wear since the moment you signed that agreement.” He ran his hands in his hair. “That was in the contract!?” My eyes bulged with shock, I didn’t see that part. How come I didn’t see it? Fuck! What have I done? “I guess you didn’t read it thoroughly, what if I wanted you to do….” He kept walking towards me and I moved back slightly till my back touched the mirror. He was now standing in front of me, I felt cornered. “Something immoral.” He whispered in my ears, I know I’ve only met him for like few hours and he’s like a total jerk, but there was something about him that made me shiver with seduction. Can I explain it? No! “I don’t think your little inno
CHAPTER NINE After Christian dropped the bombshell on the reporters, they still wanted more, but Christian seemed to be a man of suspense. He knew what he was doing; he had it all planned out. He just wanted to give the media a hint to further sell this lie; at least by tomorrow morning, the media would be going wild. I couldn’t believe my eyes as Christian and I walked into the business meeting gala. The lavishness of the venue made me short of breath. Everything looked so good, from the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling to the walls adorned with artwork and the impeccably dressed guests, whose every move smelled like money and power. Never have I even dreamed of being somewhere like this. I guess busting your ass at a local bar for a long time won’t give you time to dream. Beside me, Christian appeared cold and distant. I’m not surprised he wasn’t as mind-blown as I was; he was born into this. "Wait here, I’ll check around for my parents." His hands brushed my arm sli
CHRISTIAN'S POVThe rest of the evening was filled with my parents gushing over Hayley; Hermione was already talking about babies. I’d hate to break her little heart when this contract ends, but we have to break a few eggs to make an omelet.I’m sorry Hermione, but no grandkid for you. Not now or even ever, I don’t do shit like that. I still found it somehow weird that my dad kept insisting that he knew Hayley, but she said she didn’t recognize him and they’d never met.Could Dad be right and maybe she was lying? I couldn’t fully trust a woman I’d only known for a few hours.“Goodbye, Mr. Montgomery, and I’ll see you soon Hermione.” Hayley waved as I held the car door for her to get in.My parents waved back with soft smiles, I got in the car and Terry closed the door. Hayley played quite the charmer; at least now I can say the fake marriage might work. She bought them!“You did a great job tonight, I hope it gets better.” I adjusted in the seat as I loosened my tie a bit, I glanced a
“What do you think you are doing?” I growled as I grabbed her aggressively by the arm and she flinched“I-I’m sorry, you said to pick a room and I didn-I didn’t know that this was..” She couldn’t even find the appropriate words to use, she was just all over the place.“It was a mistake, I’m sorry.” She apologized, her gaze fixated on the marble floors in the room.I exhaled deeply before letting go of her, she had found it anyway. What most women sign contracts to see is what she just walked right into, was I mad? Definitely.“So-so you’re into BDSM?” She swallowed.“I’m guessing the room already answered your question” I scoffed, with one hand on my hips as I watched her in annoyance. Could I survive six months with her if she was already getting on my nerves, defying me, and trespassing?My sexual fantasy wasn’t something I share with many women, only those I see fit to. I liked them submissive, crawling to me and begging for me.“Right.” She mouthed softly before trying to leave t
Christian remained silent before breaking into a little chuckle, why would she ask that? It’s not her fault anyway; he’s hot cake and all of a sudden he’s getting married, Of course, they’d want to know all the tea.“I like to keep the media in suspense, so I hate it break it to you but that question lingers on. Should you or should you not? That’s for the world to guess.” He answered,The interviewer seemed taken aback, it wasn’t the answer she was expecting but she couldn’t do anything about it. One of the cameramen started waving a timer from behind me, her time was up.The ten-minute interview was over. “Anyways that’s a wrap on New York Daily Magazine, Thanks for being with us Mr. Montgomery.” She smiled softly at him, almost like she too was lost in his looks.Christian left the stage and approached me, “You did…” He crashed his lips for a quick kiss on mine before I had time to finish my sentence, getting used to that might be hard. Especially since it wasn’t real.I took a shy