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Chapter 1

Tessa POV 

“I now pronounce you husband and wife” sounds of applause resonated in the whole church, eyes boring towards us, sounds of laughter and happiness entering my ears but all I could do is stare at my husband who couldn't give a fuck about me. 

His stormy gray eyes stare in my green one without blinking. I couldn't trace any warmth nor love, cue the 'love' part because it is futile to consider about it in this 'lifetime' 

I am so lucky..

He leans in slowly and I had to brace myself for the kiss. Callum cupped my face and grazed his lips in the corner of my mouth. He let it linger there for thirty seconds and pulled away, showing me the cold and hard look that is etched on his face permanently. 

I couldn't looked away from his gorgeous gray orbs that look like a predator who is always on chase for its prey, part of me was happy I finally got to married the love of my life but the bigger part of me couldn't help but feel disappointed at his dismissing behaviour, he couldn't bear my presence in the same room for more than a freaking minute and that hurts me deep. 

Hurt….. I mastered that subject, Dr. Tessa, head of the hurt department weds with Ceo of the Anderson Corporation. 

Our wedding ceremony more like 'my wedding' carry on till the evening, my legs and feet are sore from all the dancing and walking(like a zombie) my mouth numb from greeting and smiling(with all my teeth on displayed)with every clients and guest from both the families, my mom is laughing and talking politely to every rich people; that scene sent a pang in my heart, my mom believed My husband and I are madly and incredibly in love with each other. 

Three months ago, after I graduated from the University, I was ecstatic to hear about my engagement with the love of my life but he showed me a completely different side of him towards me, that is, anger and hatred. My hope and dream shattered when I realised Callum would never feel that way for me.

“Smile” Callum reminds me with a little nudging at my side, I could feel my small toes forming a blister, my lips grimace everytime I take a step while walking, meanwhile my husband never seems to acknowledge it,much less to care about it. 

“Honey, I am so proud of you, you make me so happy” my mom hugs me tight to her warm, motherly embrace. I inhale her sweet scent, tears threatening to escape but I bit my lip to stop myself.

“I love you, mom” my voice is barely a whisper, the reason I don't put up a protest against my marriage is because of the look on my mom face when Callum's mom proposed it, they have been the best friends since kid and adore each other so much, I don't have the heart to disagree knowing she deserve some happiness. Callum has every right to disagree but he was the one who wanted a contract marriage between us for some reason I don't know, he let me sign the papers without the knowledge of our parents. 

“You'll be okay, Callum is a good person” she whispered slowly in my ears. I resist the urge to roll my eyes at her words. Callum might be successful and Owns the Anderson Corporation and also my boss but he's far from good, he showed me that. He never gives me rest since day one. 

“Bye mom”

She nods and gives me a warm smile rubbing her teary eye. Aunt Cassidy came towards us and with another warm embrace, Callum and I are off to his place where most of my stuff was moved to my new room.  

Callum hugs my waist and leads me towards his black SUV car guiding me towards the back seat. 

The two of us settle in the back and Callum motioning his driver to take us to his villa. The whole ride is uncomfortably quiet with only the sounds of slow music from the radio. Callum ignored my whole existence and typed in his laptop occasionally tapping his foot. 

No surprise there. 

Twenty minutes later, the car came to a halt and I gazed out of the window staring at the sight in amazement, my jaw dropped seeing the outing and the modern glass decorated mansion, my husband is freaking rich and of course I knew that. 

“Peter will escort you to your room, I'll be returning next week and...goodnight” Callum said calmly like it was the most random thing to say on our WEDDING DAY. I was confused but more hurt that he didn't want to stay with me on our wedding night. 

Contract marriage….. My subconscious added. 

“Get out” he said harshly when I remained sitting in my seat. 

“Where are you going?” I dare to ask with my voice,timidly. 

“That's none of your business” he spat. He looked so handsome in his tailored black suit and his freshly cut hair but the only thing he needed was to keep his personality in check. 

“You don't have to be so rude, Jerk” I mumbled low enough for me to hear but the way he was glaring at me proved that he indeed heard it. I regretted the moment I said it because not only he is my husband but he is also my boss. 

“Just go before I lose my mind dealing with a spoilt brat like you” his voice is authoritative and so cold, I gasped at the intensity of hate he showed me while interacting with me. 

Without another word, I step down from my seat, I watch his black SUV disappear from my sight leaving me standing on the gate of his mansion. 

My supposed new home. 

Peter came to escort me giving pitiful glances and stares. As I stepped my foot in the mansion I couldn't help but admire the way it is decorated in modern style, it looks too beautiful to be true. 

My heart couldn't comprehend the fact that I was married… to my childhood crush, my boss - Who left me on our wedding night(I pray he grow extra penis)

I settle in my new room admiring every piece of furniture and painting. My feet and body felt too sore to unpack. As I sat on my bed, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed in front of the maids and Peter who is my supposed bodyguard. Their pitiful stares, and awkward looks. My eyes stung from the uncontrollable sadness rushing through my body. 

With the need to forget whatever I am feeling right now, I took out the bottle of scotch from my bag and poured myself a drink downing it in one go. 

Here's to my married life with my boss.