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Chapter 13 - Fine I will marry you

Peral

I can't believe I just said yes to this man, my heart beating like crazy in my chest making me short of breath, but that man doesn't even care about me, why should I be with a man like him, I curse the moment I asked him to marry me.

I shouldn't have said yes, but there is no way out or maybe I can just deny it, but first I will try attracting the attention of the officer to help me escape this car, I tried to open the door but he locked the car and the windows looked tinted,

"Should I break it? But this looks expensive, what if he asks me for damages, I don't think he would do that" Or maybe he would, I don't know anything anymore.

Before I could do anything, he came back with the receipt, a sly smile on his face, I moved back trying to be away from him.

"I can't wait to make you mine," He said grabbing my thighs with his hand and pulling me closer, I gasped as his hands dug into my thigh.

"I don't want to marry you" I repeated, I know this does not affect him, but I still want him to know whatever he is doing is against my wish.

I can't believe myself, I asked a stranger to marry me and now we are here, him forcing me to sign the papers just like he kissed me. I used him to get back at Mom, but will she forgive me? I doubt it, but the man they chose for me was worse, he did nothing seeing another man coming to me, nor did he wait for me to explain to him. He stopped his car in front of a big tower building.

"Stay here," He advised walking out of his car, and looking at the building it looked like an office or an organization, there was no sign or board with the name of the office, but what are we doing here? He came to the other side of the car and opened the door for me and I walked out.

  "I-" I tried to speak, but soft lips touched mine stopping me from completing my sentence. 

"We'll do all the talking later, let's get married first," He suggested, brushing his thumb on my lower lip, and I nodded looking at him, I mean isn't this a great deal as he said?

We both can experience the benefits of getting married, 'But he is not getting married to you for love' My brain reminded me, I know the truth, but I am not in a situation to think about love right now, I guess I am not lucky enough to fall in love.

He held my hands in his, as we stepped inside the elevator, and he placed a small peck on my temple and got back to texting on his phone. The elevator opened with a loud ding sound, we walked out and stopped in front of a big room, which looked like a conference room. 

He pushed the door open and the room was filled with men, wearing black suits, busy digging and searching and they did not spare us a single glance nor did they look up, they were sitting on their prescribed chairs with their name tags.

I glanced at him and saw he stood there pulling a chair for me, I walked close and sat on the chair and he pulled another chair for himself, and sat very close to me. I stared at him blankly, but the men sitting did not glance at us not even once, until they heard the thud sound he made with his hand banging on the glass table, I stare him startled by the sound, but the men were not scared not even an ounce, but they quickly stood up looking at us. 

"Sir, we are ready," One of the men said walking close with the file in his hands, and handing them to me, Why me? 

I cock my head looking at him, and he motioned me to read the paper, I did as he said and it is the marriage contract.

My eyes went straight to the names of the parties and finally saw his name 'Ethan' I spoke in my mind but the moment my eyes laid on the para saying this is the three-month marriage, my whole body burned with anger and I glared at him.

"I am not signing this bullshit," I said throwing the file on the table, and the men looked at each other confused as the contract is advantageous for me, and stared at me thinking I might be crazy to not sign the papers. 

"Leave" Ethan ordered and everyone left the room, without a question, "Come with me," He said grabbing my hand in his and walking with me out of the room to another cabin, I looked around, the building was vacant, no one was present except us and the few men in black suits. 

"What are you thinking?" He spoke looking back at me, and I shook my head looking back at him.

"What is this place?" I asked sitting on the nearest couch in the cabin, the cabin looked luxurious with paintings hanging on the wall and the exported couch. 

The interior was all black, giving the mafia vibes, no he can't be in the mafia, 'Why not?' My brain echoed, 'There is a possibility, you were not even aware of his name not until a few minutes ago,' 

I stare blankly at the floor, fighting the thoughts in my head, Ethan walks closer to me and sits on the couch, placing the file on the front table. 

"Listen, Peral, I know you don't want to marry me but I'm not giving you a choice," Wait what? Is he being serious right now? but I was still listening to him letting him finish. 

  I stared at him blankly and he placed his phone on the table motioning me to listen to it and I calmly did it. 

"Fine, I will marry you" The words, these are my words, I said it in the car, and he recorded it, he fucking recorded it. I stare at him in disbelief, Seriously? His face was covered with a grin. 

"You fucking recorded it!" I question him, and his gaze turns cold glaring at me, and he moves close to me.

"Yes had to, I knew you would deny me!" He said, "I am warning you last time, my woman is not allowed to curse!" He added I can't believe this man, is he serious right now?

He's literally forcing me into a fucking contract marriage with him and now he is even telling me how to speak.

"It's an oral promise" He pointed out, he really is crazy. What kind of man did I end up with? 

"What do you think will happen if you break the promise and I take you to court for this?" No, he won't-,

'Yes he will, he would do anything to make me say yes' Yes he would do that! I shouldn't have asked him to marry me in the first place, it was my fault, I am the one at fault, I brought this on myself.