Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

[Two days later]

“It’s morning. Mm…. and a day off.”

Nathalie turned over and her hand touched something hard as rock.

She snapped open her eyes to analyse and yelled seeing Lucas laying shirtless.

“Aaahhhhh!”

Another scream echoed at the same time that Lucas deliberately shouted with her.

“Aaahhhh!”

And a silence came along with the shock.

“Why are you yelling in the early morning, love?”

Lucas questioned gasping for air to calm, raking through his hair in a careless way. Though his whole act was a pretense which Nathalie could see from his smile.

“What are you doing here?”

She was on a high pitch, for the first time as anger was visible in her tone as lines formed on her forehead.

“I was performing a dance for you.”

He swayed his hips leaning on the bed in a stupid way which caused her to smile. But as usual she suppressed those feelings, which she had been doing after the arrival of Diego.

“Oh, the fierce lioness came out of her den!”

He tried hard to give a surprising expressions.

“I thought you could only roar but proved me wrong you can show off canines too!”

He leaned and stroked her forehead gently with middle finger.

She composed herself with the headache which the lady had gotten after attending yesterday’s party, while denying those rising emotions in her body or perhaps heart.

“I asked you something, answer me seriously.”

Some horrific images began to roam before her eyes assuming that Lucas might have forced himself.

After all she was drunk and her waist had been hurting too!

While Lucas decided to tease her more as a punishment of being so careless and bossy yesterday. She didn’t remember anything due to heavy drinking, thus blurted out a vague statement about Diego.

“Actually my love last night…”

Lucas intentionally trailed off leaning more close to her while Nathalie ebbed with confusion.

“Last night you wanted me to…”

He playfully ran his finger through her lock, and left the sentence incomplete.

“W -what!? I wanted… what a-are you saying?”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She stuttered in nervousness clearly knowing that she was drunk last night. Anything could have happened about which she was unsure.

“Nathalie, you and I…”

Lucas again left the sentence in between and placed his one finger on her lips with a playful smirk. With a fake flustered expression he lowered his head.

“You are too beautiful my wife; every inch of yours!”

And instantly he crept out of bed and rushed towards the washroom giggling.

“What!? This is impossible!”

Nathalie was left dazed.

“No this isn’t, honey.”

His voice came from inside.

“No, you are lying.”

almost yelled in disbelief.

“I have the proof, my love.”

Lucas peeped into the room hiding his body behind the door.

“W-what is it?”

Confused, she ran close to him with pleading eyes knowing that something was still amiss, how could she simply do something like that. She didn’t accept him as her husband fully yet and now they consummated their marriage though it was supposed to end soon.

Lucas held her wrist and pulled her in while pinning the lady to the wall, and again with a sparkle in his eyes the man chirped playfully.

“Do you really want to see what you did to me last night?”

Nathalie tried to break free from his embrace but strong arms were wrapped around her waistline tightly such closeness was causing her to lose mind.

Everything about Lucas Petrakis had been drugging her.

“What do you mean by that? What did I do? I know you are lying to me, Lucas.”

She raised her voice while hiding the nervousness.

Lucas backed a little and said in a raspy voice.

“You were the one who clung to me yesterday. See.”

And he put off his bathrobe, and a lot of red spots were brightly present on his body starting from neck towards abs and ending on the V-line.

Nathalie covered her mouth with both hands in disbelief and blankly stared at him.

“No-no this can’t be happening.”

And she pushed him back and stormed out of the washroom as Lucas copied.

“Oh don’t be shy. It’s done now, Nat. We have consummated our marriage.”

“CONTRACT MARRIAGE!”

She growled as the imprint of her fingers began to glow on his cheek. Lucas pulled her close, gulping his anger.

“It was a contract marriage. Now it’s not. And you can’t escape me Nathalie. You are mine now!”

He stated the truth and Nathalie forgot to struggle as she realized his words.

She had been super stressed about Diego and Lucas’ small joke made her mad that she burst out on him. Whereas Lucas had known about the mysterious man which made him understand her situation.

“I’m going down to see your father. Come in 15 minutes.”

This time he was using his power, the rights of a husband. And left the room raking through his hair.

“H -how is it possible? I can’t do this. How dare he? This can’t be happening!”

Something clicked on her mind as she pulled the white bed cloth and a spot was smeared with something red!

“Blood! No, wait. No-no this is just a contract marriage. That’s it.”

Her body got numb with anger but what could be done now, she pushed her silhouette towards the washroom; turned on the shower and took a bath.

“I have to think of a way now to break this contract without hurting my grampa.”

She hugged herself wrapping arms around as water poured down on her face washing everything off, every trace of the sadness perhaps.

Dressed decently she stood in front of the mirror and something popped in her mind which tainted more red to her cheeks.

“Really am I that beautiful?”

Her heart whispered to her on Lucas’ behalf.

“Nathalie!”

The old Lancaster called her.

“Never mind.”

She shook her head as walked down the staircase.

••••••

“Morning grampa. Did you sleep well?”

She asked when Lucas was seated besides him and she avoided his stare.

“Yes, honey. Quite comfy.”

The old man chuckled.

“Ah, sweety it’s my birthday coming. Remember?”

“Oh great, grampa. So what do you want as a gift?”

Lucas intentionally asked him as Nathalie glared. Maybe he wanted another chance to talk to her.

“Actually Lucas, I loved a painting from the latest collection of a famous gallery. I want that as my present.”

The old man winked at him.

“Why don’t you both get it for me today?”

Sure, he planned to buy them both time alone.

“But grandpa, I can buy it on the phone, they will deliver it home. The manager will handle it personally.”

She explained not willing to go. She wanted to stay away from Lucas for a while now.

“No Nathalie, we should go personally as grampa wants both of us to go together to bring him that present.”

He proposed the idea, which initiated a tingle within Nathalie from her head to toe.

She glared at him but remained quiet as grampa was on his side.

“Okay. Let’s go.”

And Nathalie kissed her grandfather’s forehead and they both left for the art gallery.