006: A Couple Hundred

Andy’s POV

“I want the sex clause.”

Dante stared at me. Abruptly, he got to his feet and headed right for the door. I sat there, tears slicking my face, the words I'd spoken hanging in the air.

Shit.

“Dante!” I scrambled to my feet and ran to the door just as it was slipping shut. “Dante, wait! Come back! I didn't mean it, I swear! It was just a stupid joke!”

He didn't stop. He didnt open the door. He didn't even glance over his shoulder at me. He just kept walking, the sight of his broad back getting smaller and smaller till he turned down a corner and vanished.

Great, Andy. Now you’ve scared him and he’s going to chuck you into the sea for damn sure!

I dragged myself back to the table, tears brimming my eyes all over again. Why did I have to open my big mouth and vomit that rubbish?!

Barely five minutes later, the door opened and Dante walked in with a short middle aged man dressed in a white suit.

“The lawyer.” my soon to be husband said simply.

The lawyer stepped forward, a jerky smile on his face as he held his hand out for me. “Good day, Miss Brandt. My name is Colin Jepherson.”

I shook his hand, silently wondering if Dante had briefed him on everything.

“Andy,” I turned to Dante. He looked at the table, a frown on his brow. “Are you sure you're done?”

“Y-yeah,” I muttered softly. His eyes lingered on my face, and I quickly wiped away the remnants of my tears.

“Alright,” he said and cleared the table.

My jaw hit the ground.

Did he just clear the table? Liam would have whined and bitched at me for being an “unclean woman” if i left the table to just get water.

“Why did you do that?” i asked dante when he returned from the kitchen. “I could have done it myself,”

“They’re just plates, Andy.” He took my hand and led me to the table. It felt tingly. When I was younger I tried to imagine what things felt like, and my favorite was electricity. Tingly, in a scary but good way.

Just like how Dante makes me feel inside. Scared, but good.

. Dante let go and took a seat, like nothing happened.

Once we were all seated, Colin took out a laptop and some documents. He cleared his throat before he started speaking.

He read out the already proposed terms. Nothing scandalous, just a normal marriage contract. I’ll live with him, he’ll handle all the bills and responsibilities, I’ll take his last name and everything in between.

“The sex clause,” Dante said after Colin was done speaking. “We can add it if you want,”

Colin choked on air. He cleared his throat and readjusted his glasses. “Miss Brandt?”

I ducked my head, feeling shy. “I um…it was a joke.”

“That’s a lie. Speak freely, Andy. Marriage is supposed to benefit both parties. If there’s anything you want, say it.”

I looked up and met his eyes. “A-anything?”

He held my gaze. “Anything.”

“Then…” I leaned forward. “Can you…touch me? Like it doesn’t have to be anything scandalous! Just um…on my arm or face, like every day?”

Dante quirked up a brow, the corner of his lips twitching. “A kiss, daily.”

“N-not really a kiss!” Damn it! Why am I feeling so shy?! “Just…something.”

“A kiss. On the lips, Andy, so you don’t smart mouth your way out of this.”

“I don’t smart mouth anything!”

“Says the girl calling me an asshole at every single turn.”

“That’s because it’s true. You are an asshole!”

Dante chuckled. That chuckle that made my stomach clench and feel hot all over. “Alright, fine. I’ll agree, I’ll touch you everyday. And in return, you’ll give me a kiss.”

I bit my lower lip. If I can feel his touch, I sure as hell will be able to feel his kisses. Now I want to know what his lips feel like. My stomach fluttered.

I turned to Colin. “I accept.”

Dante looked relieved, but I may have been imagining it. “Anything else?”

“What about kids?” I asked.

“I don’t want any. Do you?”

I shook my head. “Although I’m not…not so sure yet.” I’ve never been financially stable, and having a kid in poverty is not something I want to do.

“Very well. In the event that you both decide to have children, the contract can be amended as follows.” Colin said. The poor guy was red in the face and kept his eyes on the laptop.

“I have a feeling you want to say more.”

I nodded, sucking in a sharp breath through my teeth. “About…about the sex clause. I want you to um…” I glanced at Colin. Our eyes met for a brief second and he quickly looked away. Dante however, didn’t even blink.

“Go on, Andy.” He urged, his voice laced with impatience.

Oh fuck it. I’ll just say it.

“I want you to take my virginity!”

Dante blinked. Shock fluttered across his face for all of two seconds. Colin coughed, beating his chest, his face practically steaming. My stomach curled and I knew that if I held up a mirror, my face would be red too.

Dante chuckled. “I’m sorry, Andy. I have to decline that.”

I blinked. “W-what?”

He leaned forward, his eyes moving to my lips for a fraction of a second before settling on my face. “I don’t fuck virgins.”

I sat there, my jaw dropped, trying to wrap my brain around what he just said. “O-oh…I…alright then. We can remove that,” the back of my eyes burned with embarrassment. I offered myself and he just…just shot me down.

No big deal. I mean, it’s my virginity. I can…I can maybe get rid of it somehow. Some other way.

“….Brandt?”

I blinked, realizing that Colin had been speaking to me. “Sorry?”

He repeated his statement, the terms of the contract one more time and asked if I had anything else to add.

“Sorry, you just said something. A divorce clause?”

He nodded. “In the event of a divorce, you will walk away with fifty percent of Mr Monteverdi’s total assets.”

“And how much is he worth…in total?”

Colin glanced at Dante before meeting my gaze. “A couple hundred billion.”