Contract And Marriage

Sarina

It felt so good like I was being cradled. I didn’t know if it was because of the air conditioner, but I felt incredibly light. I slowly opened my eyes and rubbed them to clear the sleepiness away, only to find someone sitting beside me, watching me.

I rubbed my eyes again to clear the dried tears that had turned into eye boogers to ensure someone was beside me. “Maximus?” I exclaimed in surprise, quickly sitting up, which made me a bit dizzy. He immediately pulled me closer before I could fall off the bed. I looked around to confirm where I was and noticed I was still in the hotel, just like before I fell asleep. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?”

“I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t be able to get in here,” he said as he leaned back against the headboard with his arms crossed. Why does he look so confident? The slight curve he made with the side of his lips in a smirk gives me the urge to tell him how handsome he is.

“What do you mean, you don’t see any reason? This is my hotel room! You shouldn’t be able to get in without my permission.” Just how the hell did he get in? Does the hotel staff give him my room key? Isn’t it violating my privacy?

“I can go anywhere I want as long as I own it. I can even enter your pussy because it belongs to me, too.” What a pervert. He always manages to bring up my private parts in our conversations. As far as I know, he had been with different women before his accident, and I also think Midori satisfied him as well. So, why is he acting like he never fucked anyone before?

“What do you mean, you own it? And when did this hotel Luxuria become yours?” I asked, confused. He’s my husband, and after being hired as his private nurse, I looked into him on the internet. Although he was starting to build his hotel chains, I knew that Luxuria was not his.

“Just recently. Remember when I took you to my office to meet someone important?” I remembered our lunch when his grandmother called to say she was coming home. So, it was the Luxuria hotel owner he had a meeting with? How can he be so good in business? He was blind and still in his wheelchair at that time, but he was able to close the deal successfully.

“Even if this hotel is yours, what about my privacy? I’ll sue this hotel for letting you in here!” I said angrily. How dare he take advantage of his power and get in their guest’s room?

“Go ahead. Then I’ll fire the employee who let me in here,” he said, making me roll my eyes. He was so arrogant! How dare he fire them when they couldn’t do anything because he was their boss!

“Go ahead and fire them! Do you think I care about who that person is?” Of course, I was just saying that. But in reality, I wouldn’t let that happen. Surely, he won’t do what he just said, either, right? I mean, living with him for many months now, I never saw or heard him treating anyone working for him badly. He’s the boss, but he shows respect to them as well.

“Okay,” he said, then took out his phone and called someone. “Aries, fire the receptionist who gave me the spare key to Sarina’s room. She wanted to sue the hotel because of that.”

“Are you crazy?” I exclaimed, making him look at me before smirking. He was sooooo irritating, especially when he smirked because it made him look like a pervert. A handsome pervert, to be exact, because he wasn’t disgusting to look at. Quite the opposite; he sent shivers down my spine every time I saw lust in his eyes, and I couldn’t help but feel like desiring him.

Now that he could see, his eyes seemed even more lustful. “You should know that I can see now, Sarina,” he suddenly said, making me cringe.

“So?” I asked in confusion.

“I can see how you look at me.” He then leaned forward, making him closer to me.

“And how do I look at you, huh?”

“Like you want me to play with your clit.” My eyes widened at what he said. Damn, how did he know what I was thinking?

“Don’t be delusional, Maximus.” I tried to stand up from the bed, but he pulled me down onto him.

“I’m not delusional, Sarina. I can see the desire in your eyes, so you can’t deny it. Did you forget I’ve been with many different women, and I know how they all look at me?”

“Don’t compare me to them,” I said.

“I won’t because you’re far different from them,” he replied, which made me frown. Well, I’m paid and have a contract with him, while the women he’s been with willingly gave themselves to him. Thinking about it made me sad. “You’re different from them because I was never theirs while I’m yours alone.”

I was surprised at what he said and was about to respond, but he covered my mouth with his. I felt him suck on my lips, something he seemed to enjoy doing because he never failed to do it.

He held my face, preventing me from moving my head, but when I clung to his shoulder, he let go and began exploring my body. I responded to his kisses, something I learned from him. The only kissing I knew before was the simple ones Jason and I shared. But Maximus was different; he could make me do more than just kiss and want more.

I was already lost in our kisses, so I quickly adjusted myself on his lap. I felt his hands on my waist while I stroked his chest as we continued kissing. I arched my back when he suddenly slipped his hands inside my crop top, making me moan into his mouth as his hands found my breasts, or rather, my nipples.

“I miss you, Sarina…” Our eyes met, and I could see the sincerity there. Did he miss me?

“That’s why you kissed that bow-legged woman?” I asked with a frown, remembering what I saw earlier, and he smiled. Was he teasing me?

“I didn’t kiss her. She wanted to check my eyes, grabbed my cheeks, and kissed me. You arrived just as it happened, but it was just a peck. If her saliva had touched my lips, I would have thrown her to Grandma.” I wanted to laugh at what he said but held back because I didn’t want him to know my anger had already subsided.

Was it really that simple? Yes, that’s how easily my anger faded. I didn’t know what kind of spell this man had on me because he could easily erase my anger and irritation. “Does this still hurt?” His eyes were tender as he stroked the cheek that his grandmother had slapped. “She’ll never do that again, I promise.”

“Don’t make promises, Maximus.” I stopped him. I didn’t want to hope for something that might not happen.

“No, I want to. And if you know me, you know that I don’t go back on my words.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“You’re just saying that because you want sex.”

“I’m not denying it; I want to have sex with you. But I’m also telling the truth when I say I won’t let anyone hurt you again. Not even my grandmother.” Our eyes met, and I searched for the truth and sincerity in his words. He didn’t blink and seemed to show me he meant every word he said. I took a deep breath before nodding at him.

“I’m sorry if I disrespected your grandma earlier”

“You have nothing to apologize for. And believe it or not, I like your fighting spirit. It makes me feel relieved because I know you won’t let anyone take advantage of you, especially when I’m not around.” I smiled widely because of that, so I asked,

“Are we okay now? Can we have sex?” I don’t know how I managed to say that, but I really want him now. He smiled broadly, ready to devour, suck, squeeze, and lick. I was about to kiss him when he said,

“No.” I frowned because my panties were already wet from our earlier kissing, and now he said no. “You haven’t eaten yet. Let’s eat first.”

With that, he carried me off the bed and placed me on the couch before calling to order food. I was left hanging, but I appreciated my husband more now because he was thoughtful, too.