The Contract Wife

BellaI swirled on the bed only to be blessed with a sight that made my heart race and fall into my stomach.“Damn!” I mouthed quietly. The room was so scattered, and I blinked to have a clear vision of everything while breathing heavily. Beside me was a man—he was still asleep. He laid on the other side of the bed with his face turned away. I quickly pulled the duvet off my body only to find out I was naked. My clothes and undies were littered in every part of the room. My mouth fell open in shock. “Oh no!” I quietly gasped because I was so ashamed of myself. I covered my face with my palms because I felt like I was such an empty brain. It reminded me of twelve hours ago…After having a big relapse at work, I got a short gig. Being an event planner was always my dream, but I had no idea how tough it could get. It was my first client in six months! I decided to do something different, and all the roads led to the clubhouse downtown. It was a good way to do something new to feel bet

Bella“You are going to be my event planner!” She exclaimed, and I felt my heart fall into my stomach. She pointed her hands to my face, and I was more bombed by the news of being her event planner than the diamond ring on her finger.She smiled gracefully as she stood to watch my reaction, but I was in awe. “You… You got to be joking Valerie,” I stuttered, as tears of joy ran down my cheeks.“Yes, you. You will be planning my multi-billionaire wedding!” She confirmed, and without thinking, I jumped on her in excitement. Was that the light I was looking for at the end of the tunnel? I was losing all hope, and I had nothing left. My best friend making me her event planner for her upcoming wedding was something I never saw coming. “This means a lot to me, Valerie. I don't know how to appreciate you right now,” I blinked rapidly, trying hard to stop the tears. “I'll be so happy to have you do this, Bella,” she assured, and I hugged her again. It was a cold rush, on a body that has b

Bella“Aren’t you ashamed? You don’t even care about the fact that I’m her best friend!” I wailed angrily. Deep down, all I need was a better route to escape my problems. The offer was indeed golden, but why did it have to come from him? Why did he have to be the one to ask for such a delusional favor?“Are you actually going to give me an answer? Or you’re going to go back with all the baggage of problems waiting for you back at the home you might probably sell?” Alex replied. I was stunned.For a man who has such wealth,I should never have been shocked to know he did a background check on me. “This is hard…” I muttered to myself while holding my abdomen. My unborn child…I was not only trying to pay the loans by being his contract wife, but I was about to give my unborn child a future. I was standing on the edge of a lot, and it was indeed a heavy one for me. “Bella… I need to cover up for myself. I need to save my reputation. You have to pay those loans…” he sounded so true to

Alexander I could be the devil, but I had some conscience in me. For years, no one ever cared if I knew my side of the story because money spoke for me. It bothered me, because I have always wanted to say the truth myself. My passion for women is one, and my loyalty to one is another task entirely. I couldn’t do it until I met Valerie. I could see her flaws each and every time I didn’t have good times with her, but that was not the problem—I fell in love with those flaws. Each time I turned to her best friend with the ring I got for Valerie, it felt like I fed my curiosity.“Have you made your decision yet? You have been quiet since you came here, and that’s not how it works,” I uttered rudely. I tried my best to be nice to her. She was probably doing everything in her might to clear her late father’s debts.She turned and looked at me. I had no emotions to give back so I looked away. “It’s a very important decision and I know you really want the answer, but I need more time…”

Bella I wanted what he wanted, because all it reminded me of was the first night we met. The first night he was with me. My heart fluttered as he ran his fingers on my skin as it sent bolting goosebumps all over my body. “Alex…” I paused, catching my breath, “You have to stop.” It didn't sound like I was irritated because the look in his eyes made me want it even more. It was subtle because I couldn't forget the first night we spent together. “I can't,” he replied, pouring the alcohol stench on my face. It was the first time seeing him in his drunk state—he behaved totally differently. The harsh side of him disappeared. My heart was pounding, but I knew by myself I had to make the right decision, no matter how rough it was going to be on me. I didn't want him to get pissed off. “You are drunk,” I uttered, pulling him to myself to get him on the bed. I ended my fantasy so quickly too. I remembered I was pregnant and the father of my unborn child had no idea about its existence.