All Chapters of Marry me; The Billionaire's contract : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

DOMINICThe city passed beyond the tinted windows as I reviewed the report open on my tablet. The car was quiet except for the low hum of the engine.I wondered how Anastasia would react to being trapped inside the villa with no one to talk to. A smirk tugged at my mouth.Would she try to run away?She wouldn’t. She was smarter than that.Would she try to threaten me?I smirked again. I wanted to know what she would come up with.“Sir.”I didn’t look up. “What?”“Miss Rhea visited the villa this afternoon.”My finger paused against the screen, and I glanced at my assistant.“When?”“Shortly after lunch.”“What did she do?”“She asked to see Mrs. Blackwood. They spoke for a while before Miss Rhea left.”I stared at him. “Spoke about what?”“The staff wasn’t present, sir.” I tapped my finger against my knee.“What did she bring?”“Several shopping bags.”“For Anastasia?”“Yes.”I returned my attention to the tablet, though I wasn’t reading the report anymore.Rhea had found out about th

DOMINICI stared at the CCTV footage on my computer screen. Anastasia was doing mundane things like sipping her coffee, eating breakfast, then watching some reality show.It didn’t seem like her.Anastasia would rather threaten the guards, hold a knife to my throat, or jump over the fence if she had to than sit quietly and behave.I smirked. I didn’t plan on dealing with that Grayson brat. Not yet. Not when the situation could still be used to make Anastasia give in to me.My mind drifted back to earlier, I could still remember the way she had choked on my cock. Saliva sliding down her chin and her teary eyes staring up at me.She looked so goddamn slutty on her knees like that. I glanced down at the tent in my pants.“Fuck” I cursed, and adjusted my trousers to get some relief. Knock.Knock.I closed the computer. “Come in.” My assistant walked in, closing the door behind him.“What?”“The Grayson family has requested another meeting,” he informed me.Desperate fuckers.“Reject it.

ANASTASIAThe jet door opened, and cold air rushed in again.I stood up, still half-asleep, and pulled my coat closer before following Dominic toward the exit. He walked in front of me, still looking completely unaffected by the strong wind, even his hair was still perfectly styled back, without a strand out of place.As I started down the stairs, I glanced past Dominic’s shoulder and saw them.Reporters were clustered behind the barriers, cameras already lifted. Some were calling Dominic’s name while others shouted questions at the guards. The noise reached us even from the stairs, growing louder when they noticed us stepping out of the jet.My stomach dropped.There were more reporters than I expected.“Mr. Blackwood, is the marriage real?”“Mrs. Blackwood, look over here!”“Dominic, when did the relationship begin?”Camera flashes went off one after another. I kept my eyes forward and continued down the stairs, pretending I couldn’t hear them.When Dominic reached the last step, he

**DOMINIC**I stepped out first. The second the door opened the noise hit. Shouts, camera shutters, the flash of phones.Anastasia followed right after me, pulling her coat tighter around her body, like nothing had happened in the back of that car. Her cheeks flushed red and her lipstick from earlier was gone from her lips. It’d be a miracle if her makeup survived that.I noticed a small, pale white stain on the front of her shirt, just below the collar. My cum.If only the cameras and reporters here knew her fucking shirt was stained with my cum and she’d just sucked my balls in this same car while they waited outside, they’d missed the biggest scandal when it was right in front of them.I stepped in closer to her and laced our fingers together. She glanced around then clasped her fingers in mine.I kept her hand in mine and cut straight through the crowd. Bodies parted by the guards leading in front of us.We moved as one line—my grip firm, her steps matching mine—until we reached t

ANASTASIA I followed the maid out of the suite and down the corridor. I bit down on my lip.I’d have to face Dominic after what happened. I’d also have to face the whole family of nutcases at the same fucking table.I released a breath. The hallway didn’t seem to end no matter how long I walked. I could feel the yacht moving as I walked.Halfway up the wooden stairs to the deck, I saw Alicia standing at the top.As I stepped closer, my eyes widened. She was leaning against a man’s chest, his arms encircled around her waist, holding her against him, his face buried in her hair. And that man definitely wasn’t her husband.I recognized him as the same guard I had seen her with at the party.They were far closer than employer and employee should have been. His hand rested low on her waist, fingers splayed possessively, digging into her side, while she leaned into him without the slightest hint of hesitation, her lips curved in a smile.“You can go,” I said to the maid without taking my e