Contract Marriage Between Mr C.E.O & Kleptomaniac のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

SELENA'S POVWedding bells are ringing, melodious music playing. The guests are all gathered, the groom and the bride looking perfect, definitely made for each other... Such a joyous occasion. Except, it's absolutely not. The entire scenario's crazy!“Do you hereby take Jake Marino as your lawfully wedded husband?” The parish priest asked me for the fourth time.I was getting married to my childhood crush, Jake Marino. Of course, it's supposed to be a thing of joy, but it wasn't. Panic surged through me as my eyes glanced over the guests once more. No one was here for me; not dad, not mom, and not even Aunt was here. This was a contract marriage. I wonder what father would say when he were to find out his only daughter was getting married without his knowledge or consent. More waves of sadness washed over me the more I thought about my situation. Jake has finally gotten me trapped. I mean, getting married to my high school sweetheart was nothing more than a dream come through. But,

SELENA'S POV"Are you okay?" Jake turned to me the moment Rose was gone, and I nodded slightly.How could I be okay? With all that's been going on since today?"Your cheek?" He continued, and I nodded again, feeling too upset to talk to him even though my cheek slightly hurt from the intensity of Rose's slap.How could he get me entangled in such a mess? Now Rose would never understand, and neither would she forgive me.I was momentarily touched when he took my side and yelled at Rose for slapping me, knowing fully well it's all for show. But the more I think of it now, the more upset I got."Men are scum," I blurted out making sure not to make eye contact with Jake but indirectly speaking to him.He sneered before turning to walk away, wanting to ignore me but I won't let him have that.And so I continued. " Why call off your engagement with your fiancé and then fake a relationship...do you think it’s fun to play with people's heart?” The words easily rolled off my tongue.But he sco

JAKE'S POVI woke up with my head aching terribly. Someone was sobbing quietly beside me. My eyes snapped open, and I sat up instantly, looking around to see I was in a familiar room and was sitting upright on a soft medium-sized bed.I glanced beside me and immediately screamed when I saw the familiar face beside me. The only face I've been able to properly identify after many years of painful sufferings. What in the absolute heck was Selena doing beside me and almost naked?!She looked really rough, and her white dress was torn in several places, with stains of blood on her face, body, and dress. She gazed at me with eyes full of hatred and tears. "H-how could you do this to me?" She sobbed. And I glanced at her in confusion."I don't understand. What did I do?" My gaze traveled over her body and then around the room. I jumped off the bed when I found out this wasn't my room. But it was still a familiar room. Looking down at my body, I noticed I was only in my briefs and my inner ves

Jake’s POVI still find it hard to believe that Rose could actually come to the house like that, like we were still together, and it hurts me that I had to hurt her always with my actions and words. She must never know the real truth; nobody knows the real truth, not even Selena.I looked at her briefly before concentrating on the road. She was asleep but was muttering words and sweating, so I put on the AC if it would help her. She does not deserve to actually pass through what she had. I could not remember the event that took place.How I saved her like she said or how I ended up in bed with her—I can't even remember having sex with her. I want to believe I would never do such a thing with Selena. This marriage was fake, only on paper till I get what I wanted. I needed Selena right beside me anyways.Was that selfish? That is life. Nothing comes easy in life; I see the world like a battlefield, where only the strongest survive, and I am all set on surviving, not just to survive now

Jake's POV★FLASHBACK★“What’s going on here?” Mrs. Marino asked, walking into my office unnoticed. I quickly picked up the file from the ground, took my seat, and pretended to go through it, while Jeff just stared at me in disbelief.“Good day, ma’am,” Jeff said, realizing too late how he addressed my mom.“Ma’am? No... no, it’s mom,” Mrs. Marino stressed, correcting him. “Back to business, I came here to make sure you attend your blind dates, and mind you, number seven and nine are out of this country. Jeff, get the private jet ready,” my mom announced, strutting around my office.Sometimes I couldn’t help but forget my mom was once a model, but she always reminded me whenever she did the catwalk thing.“Yes, mom, I’ll get the jet ready, and I’ll tie him and drag him down to his dates if permitted,” Jeff pronounced his undying loyalty.“Permission granted!” Mrs. Marino gladly dished out. Jeff pulled out his tie from his collar, walking over to me, aiming to tie me down.“I’m not kn