บททั้งหมดของ Falling For My Contract Husband: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Once again, Mario booked a ride-hailing motorcycle to meet his ex-wife at the office of attorney Rinaldo Situmorang downtown.After a 30-minute trip, he arrived at the law firm. He thanked the driver, and entered the impressive five-story office building."Good afternoon, Sir. How may I help you?" the front desk receptionist greeted him.Mario stood at the counter and replied, "Good afternoon, Ma’am. I have an appointment to meet Rosita. Is she here?"The receptionist glanced at a colleague beside her, who gave a meaningful nod. "Oh yes, Sir. Please wait just a moment while I let her know. Have a seat first," she said politely.Soon after, Rosita emerged from the back of the office, and walked toward where Mario was sitting. She gave him a sweet smile, looking striking in a black cocktail dress that showed off her smooth white arms, and thighs. She carried a designer handbag, and the click of her high heels echoed clearly against the floor as she approached the sofa.She brushed her l

As usual before bed, Inez scrolled through the photo gallery on her phone. She’d had a crush on her gym’s personal trainer, Mario Chandra, for a long time, often taking candid shots of him during their private training sessions. Her gallery was filled with pictures of Mario in all kinds of poses and expressions.He was tall and muscular, with a broad chest and six-pack abs. She’d often imagined tracing her fingers over his firm muscles. His face was warm and friendly too, when he smiled, dimples appeared on both cheeks, making him look almost boyish.He seemed to be of Javanese descent. Sometimes when they joked around, his Javanese accent would slip out, making Inez giggle uncontrollably.Throughout their private training sessions, Mario had never flirted with her or acted inappropriately. In fact, it was usually Inez who playfully teased him. It wasn’t that she was being forward or pushy—he was just so endearing, and every time she teased him, his face would flush pink as he smiled

It has been a week since Mario has been trying to reach out to his friends to find work, unfortunately, none of the fitness centers are looking to hire new trainers. Mario is starting to feel hopeless about his life, his savings are running low after paying the BNI credit card installments left behind by Rosita.He can no longer stick to a healthy diet to maintain his physique, when he looks in the mirror, Mario feels heartbroken, all the years he spent sculpting his body seem to be falling apart in just a matter of weeks.Then his phone rings one afternoon, Mario answers right away, hoping it brings news of a job."Hello?" Mario says."Hey, Rio! It's Max, you're still looking for work, right?" says Max Ricardo, Mario's close friend from the gym, his voice warm and playful."Yeah, Max! Do you have any leads?!" Mario asks excitedly, a wide smile spreading across his face.Max chuckles at Mario's enthusiasm. "Settle down, buddy, hehehe ...." He pauses before continuing, "John 'Banting'

The next day, Mario wore the suit Ms. Inez had prepared for him at her home. They were heading to the civil registry office together in Ms. Inez’s black Honda Civic sedan.Ms. Inez had been styled by a wedding makeup artist, wearing a simple white kebaya. A close friend of hers worked as a designer and had a brand-new white kebaya ready for her.Seeing how beautiful Ms. Inez looked as his soon-to-be wife made Mario’s heart race. Too bad this was only a contract marriage, he thought with a touch of disappointment. Would his feelings have to be governed by a written agreement too?"Dear, I’m ready. Let’s go now!" Inez said, standing before him with a sweet smile.Somehow her smile made Mario’s heart flutter uncontrollably. He wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss her again, just like the afternoon before."Let’s go, Ms. Inez," Mario replied with a smile.They climbed into the black sedan. Mario helped Inez get in, careful not to catch the long train of her kebaya. He then hurried ar

The night grew late, but the newlyweds remained lost in each other’s embrace. The AC in Ms. Inez’s room was set to 64 degrees Fahrenheit, yet sweat still glistened on their skin as passion coursed through them both."Dear ... ohh ... ahh ... ahh ...," soft sighs and murmurs escaped Ms. Inez’s lips as Mario moved with steady, gentle rhythm against her, their connection deep and warm.She found herself marveling at his stamina, her new husband was incredibly attentive. Could he have taken something to boost his energy?"Umm ... Dear, could you pause for a moment? I need to ask you something ... did you take any kind of supplement or medication tonight?" she asked curiously.Mario laughed at her question, still close against her as they rested together. "Haha ... you’re stopping me mid-moment like we’re hailing a taxi! That’s naughty of you, Sweetheart, I’m not quite done yet," he teased gently. "But no, I didn’t take anything. Shall we continue?""Yes, Dear!" she giggled in response.He