Todos los capítulos de For Better or Buisness: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

ELAINELiar. Liar. Liar, pants on fire. Fucking liar. I scribbled on my journal over and over before tearing it up and tossing it in the bin. I tried journalling this morning. Usually writing my thoughts usually felt like an outlet for all the whirlwind of emotions going on within me. But it wasn't really working today. He had made a contract which he swore by and broke said contract one night into our marriage. Last night during dinner with his friends, he pretended to act like a caring husband. He threw his hand casually over my shoulder and cut my steak for me. Occasionally he tucked my curly hair behind my ear whenever a tendril fell loose. He must have been trying to butter me up before showing me the life of misery he had planned for me. This was my reality. I was now Nikolas Stavros's wife and my darling husband was clearly steps away having sex with another woman and probably giving her the orgasm of her life. All night, the thought had kept me up. I wondered what

I felt the impact of the words land one like bricks. Words they say have an impact on you and they can taint an entire experience. I felt my husband's arm snake over my waist bracing me and for the first time ever, I was grateful for the additional support. I don't know what he said to her in Greek but almost instantly her face soured up and she huffed, before stomping away leaving a mist of perfume in her wake. My husband who held me close to his side like magnet, was also obviously uncomfortable to be back here. “Ma” he said, nodding a greeting to his mother, whilst not acknowledging his father. I could smell the bad blood or tension and it just added to my stress. “Come here, my child.” The elderly woman who I guessed was his grandmother stretched out her wrinkly hands to me and I went into her arms. She smelt of spice and she felt so warm. She led the way into the mansion which sprawled out from here forth. The big foyer was warm on the insides and they had butlers an

After two pecks that barely had mouth on mouth action this kiss was t inhe one I wasn't expecting. One minute I was trying to think of what answer I had to give my grandfather the next I was being swallowed up by my husband's kiss. His lips were gentle but firm. He demanded entrance without necessarily forcing my own lips to part, somehow my lips parted on their own accepting him. The kiss was everything. It was an open mouth kiss and he guided me with the angulation of his lips and his hand that was at the back of my hair. .I felt his tongue seeking entrance and I let it. For the first time since all this started I forgot about everything. About my anger about his secretary, or my hatred for this contract marriage. I kissed him back with everything I had. It felt like stars beneath my eyes, and I honestly didn't know that a kiss could feel so explosive and immersive. Nothing and no one mattered, just the delicious hotness that had moisture pooling in my panties. I didn't care

Chapter 18. ELAINEI woke up with a start, feeling caged with arms of steel.When I realised where I was, I dropped my head back down in shame. Somehow the tent of pillows I had erected last night to serve as a demarcation had been flung aside and I was lying sprawled on Nik’s Naked chest and his arms was thrown casually around me. “God please..” I muttered. It was a silent prayer that my bladder will not burst and I will not leak urine right here in bed. I had a strong urge to urinate but safe of waking him up there was no other way to get up this bed. I lay back down, taking time to study him. He looked so carefree in sleep. Nothing like the annoying person I was used to. He had long eyelashes that fanned his cheekbones which he didn't deserve. Because heaven knew I deserved them as a girl. Almost on instinct I reached out to touch him. It was my first time touching him of my own volition since that night in his club. I threaded my fingers through his eyebrows and down his ch

Chapter 19. ELAINE. “Get up we are going out” he commanded from his position at the edge of the bed, and I had the first thought to resist but I'd rather do whatever he wants and get back to New York where I can go back to work, resume college and be far from his life. No more forgetting the roles we play in this marriage. I wore a sun brimmed hat with my outfit, and bent sharply in pain. Sometimes I get pain at the side of my stomach when I haven't eaten for a long time, I think it's ulcer. “Are you okay?” He asked his face drawn in concern but I got up trying to hide it. He led the way in a matching two piece shorts and shirt that exposed his chest, making this the most casual outfit I have ever seen. His countenance had changed from earlier, but it doesn't mean I'm talking to him. I had gone against my better judgement and tried to comfort him and he had shut me down. I bit my lips in anger as tears threatened to come out. Crocodile baby. Except I didn't feel like a croc