Arabelle soon became flustered. "No need." This man surely knew how to use her words against her. She didn't fail to hear the loud pounding of her own heart. This man was bringing out different reactions from her without doing much.
She couldn't help but admit that she was right all along. The man in front of her was truly very dangerous. She knew she could not afford to drop her guard around him. He would simply manipulate her.
"Now that all is well, sign it." Asher added flatly and Arabelle bit the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from talking. Nothing was well. She was already like this even though he was meters away from her, talk less of being on the same bed.
Her soft, nimble hand swiftly grabbed the pen that had been provided in the folder. She quickly signed in the needed places before putting the pen back in the folder. It was done now and her revenge would soon begin. It was the main foundation of her happiness at this point.
She didn't even notice when the man who was across the room, had walked up to her and grabbed the folder from her hand. She only flinched when she felt his hand on her head.
"Go bath. You know the bathroom." Asher said calmly and Teressa slightly pressed her thumb and index finger on her cloth to raise it up. Her nose came in contact with the fabric and her face quickly scrunched up in disgust.
She smelt like someone who was picked up from a farm. Her eyes widened in realization when she remembered that she had gone down to eat like this.
"What of clothes?" She asked, quickly getting up. She suddenly felt insecure. She was in front of a man with such overflowing elegance and masculinity. Wasn't it her natural instinct to feel embarrassed?
"It will be on the bed by the time you're done." Asher walked out after saying this, with a hint of a smile on his face.
Arabelle facepalmed internally. 'That man! He knew I was embarrassed so he found interest in it? Hmph.' She scoffed, before walking into the bathroom.
After she was done with her shower, Arabelle walked out of the bathroom. The delicious scent of strawberry quickly filled the air. Her long skinny legs carried her to the bed. She grabbed the clothes on it and stared at them.
It was a black baggy top with matching pants. The clothes looked twice her size. A blush quickly highlighted her face when she saw the underwear. She could only hope it wasn't Asher that picked them.
Yawning, she walked towards the bed. She couldn't believe she was tired after that shower. She lay on the bed, with her back facing the wide ceiling. Her eyes slowly began to become drowsy when her head landed on the soft material of the pillow. It wasn't long before the sound of her soft and even breaths filled the room.
A few hours later...
It was soon night time. Arabelle rolled around the bed lazily. Her eyes went to to the glass doors and the moonlight penetrating into the room made her realize it was already night time. She rolled again but she didn't realize she had reached the edge of the king sized bed. She crashed to the ground heavily and landed with a thud.
Her eyes dilated with pain when she felt the aching pain around her body especially her butt. She couldn't help but think.
_Ah, my poor butt._
She stood up when the pain subsided and gently pressed her fingers on her neck before swaying it side to side. Her lips curved outward into a pout. Why was she suddenly so clumsy?
Just then, the door opened revealing the face of the man she had not seen since she fell asleep not long ago. He took slow strides into the bathroom, completely ignoring her existence.
After a while, he came out in casuals. A white shirt and black shorts, with a towel hanging around his neck. He looked extremely good in it, as if he was modelling for the brand of clothes he wore. She wondered how he could exude such hotness by doing nothing. She couldn't help but feel jealous. Some people were really blessed with divine features from heaven. He could seduce a woman on the spot and even.....men. He always looked exceptionally stunning even when he just came out of the bathroom.
He walked towards the bed, sat down by the edge of the bed. At that, she couldn't help but be reminded of her horrible fall earlier. He pulled the towel away from his neck and dabbed his hair gently. When he was done, he casually threw the towel on the cushion before lying down on the bed.
Arabelle froze on her spot. She couldn't help but remember Condition 2 of the contract.
_ [Condition 2: Party A must accompany Party B in bed at night.] _
She looked out the window again. It was surely night time. She gulped a mouthful of spit as she advanced towards the bed. She honestly wasn't sleepy yet considering the fact that she had just had a nap. But then she remembered the consequence.
[Consequence if Party A fails to abide by Condition 2: Party A must grant a request from Party B no matter what it is.]
Looking at the expressionless man who lay motionless on the bed, she didn't want to find out what the consequence was. She knew the man in front of her was cunning and his request would be more than she could handle.
She walked to the edge of the bed, sitting down as she played with her fingers. She was contemplating on whether or not to lie down on the bed.
"Sleep." Asher's cold voice rang out. She wanted to retort but seeing the look on the man's face, she knew better than to plan her own death.
And since he would fulfil his side of the deal, then she would fulfil hers. With that, she laid stiffly on the bed, her muscles tense from nervousness.