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CHAPTER NINE After Christian dropped the bombshell on the reporters, they still wanted more, but Christian seemed to be a man of suspense. He knew what he was doing; he had it all planned out. He just wanted to give the media a hint to further sell this lie; at least by tomorrow morning, the media would be going wild. I couldn’t believe my eyes as Christian and I walked into the business meeting gala. The lavishness of the venue made me short of breath. Everything looked so good, from the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling to the walls adorned with artwork and the impeccably dressed guests, whose every move smelled like money and power. Never have I even dreamed of being somewhere like this. I guess busting your ass at a local bar for a long time won’t give you time to dream. Beside me, Christian appeared cold and distant. I’m not surprised he wasn’t as mind-blown as I was; he was born into this. "Wait here, I’ll check around for my parents." His hands brushed my arm sli
CHRISTIAN'S POVThe rest of the evening was filled with my parents gushing over Hayley; Hermione was already talking about babies. I’d hate to break her little heart when this contract ends, but we have to break a few eggs to make an omelet.I’m sorry Hermione, but no grandkid for you. Not now or even ever, I don’t do shit like that. I still found it somehow weird that my dad kept insisting that he knew Hayley, but she said she didn’t recognize him and they’d never met.Could Dad be right and maybe she was lying? I couldn’t fully trust a woman I’d only known for a few hours.“Goodbye, Mr. Montgomery, and I’ll see you soon Hermione.” Hayley waved as I held the car door for her to get in.My parents waved back with soft smiles, I got in the car and Terry closed the door. Hayley played quite the charmer; at least now I can say the fake marriage might work. She bought them!“You did a great job tonight, I hope it gets better.” I adjusted in the seat as I loosened my tie a bit, I glanced a
“What do you think you are doing?” I growled as I grabbed her aggressively by the arm and she flinched“I-I’m sorry, you said to pick a room and I didn-I didn’t know that this was..” She couldn’t even find the appropriate words to use, she was just all over the place.“It was a mistake, I’m sorry.” She apologized, her gaze fixated on the marble floors in the room.I exhaled deeply before letting go of her, she had found it anyway. What most women sign contracts to see is what she just walked right into, was I mad? Definitely.“So-so you’re into BDSM?” She swallowed.“I’m guessing the room already answered your question” I scoffed, with one hand on my hips as I watched her in annoyance. Could I survive six months with her if she was already getting on my nerves, defying me, and trespassing?My sexual fantasy wasn’t something I share with many women, only those I see fit to. I liked them submissive, crawling to me and begging for me.“Right.” She mouthed softly before trying to leave t
Christian remained silent before breaking into a little chuckle, why would she ask that? It’s not her fault anyway; he’s hot cake and all of a sudden he’s getting married, Of course, they’d want to know all the tea.“I like to keep the media in suspense, so I hate it break it to you but that question lingers on. Should you or should you not? That’s for the world to guess.” He answered,The interviewer seemed taken aback, it wasn’t the answer she was expecting but she couldn’t do anything about it. One of the cameramen started waving a timer from behind me, her time was up.The ten-minute interview was over. “Anyways that’s a wrap on New York Daily Magazine, Thanks for being with us Mr. Montgomery.” She smiled softly at him, almost like she too was lost in his looks.Christian left the stage and approached me, “You did…” He crashed his lips for a quick kiss on mine before I had time to finish my sentence, getting used to that might be hard. Especially since it wasn’t real.I took a shy
HAYLEY’S POV “which other world do you exist in apart from mine?” His words kept echoing in my head, did he really think that low of me? I mean of course he would, I jumped at the slightest opportunity of marrying him because of the money.He’s an arrogant, hot and rich billionaire, our worlds were so apart from each other. So how the hell did I even expect him to respect me?My eyes started to water as I walked rapidly on the busy streets of Manhattan, I ran into an alley where I would be away from the prying eyes of passersby.“I hate it here! Fuck!” I shouted as I threw my purse on the floor, the tears I had been fighting back didn’t hesitate before pouring from my eyes, why does it always have to be me?I hit my back on the wall as I slid down to the floor in frustration; I rested my head in my palms as I bawled my eyes out. It was like escaping from frying to fire, from Chester who always made me feel like nothing whenever things weren’t going his way to a billionaire who just
CHRISTIAN’S POV“I’m sorry Mr. Gates. I wanted to be at the auction but something came up, Don’t worry I already prepared a beautiful donation to the museum.” I said on a call while standing in front of the full-length mirror that was almost taking up one part of the wall in my room.I knotted my tie and buttoned up my white shirt, “Oh no need to thank me, Mr. Gates. Please accept the donation, I have to go but I’ll check on the museum later.” I tapped the ear pod on my left ear and the call ended.I removed it and dropped it on the table as I wore my suit jacket. I had this jacket custom-made for my dad’s retirement party, I was representing the company, and also being the favorite son just meant I had to look my best.I always looked my best on a normal day but this day was more important, Today is the day I find out if my father would hand over the company to me or not. I couldn’t help the feeling that Alexander knew the condition Dad gave me.He was so nice when he came by yesterd
HAYLEY’S POVAfter I excused myself from Christian and his brother, I grabbed a glass of champagne and drank it all in one gulp before taking another glass. I could sense the tension between Christian and his brother, I didn’t know much about their family so I wouldn’t want to conclude that there was bad blood between them.“You’re still a heavy drinker I see,” A familiar voice said from beside me and I turned to face the person talking.My eyes almost widened, it was the same man I had met at the business gala. For him to be here again, I guessed he was important to the family too.“It’s you again, Liam I think? Am I right?”“Yeah, it makes me happy that you remember my name. I must have made quite an impression, most ladies never do.” He smiled, he didn’t dress much.Everything he wore screamed business casual but yet pretty expensive, he didn’t seem proud either which was a green flag for me.“I wouldn’t say it was an impression, I just tend to remember men who are polite to me. Wh
CHRISTIAN’S POV Terry followed the ambulance behind speedily as it rushed my dad to the hospital, I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking. It wasn’t the first time in my life that I was scared that someone I loved was going to die, doesn’t mean it gets easier each time.Soon we arrived at the hospital, The paramedics quickly got down and the nurses rushed out of the ambulance with a stretcher and placed my dad on it.Hermione rushed out of her car as they had been following us behind, I got down from the car along with Hayley and hurried towards her.“Bernard, open your eyes, please. Don’t do this please.” She cried as they were pushing him inside the hospital speedily, she ran with them while her hands gripped the stretcher.“I’m sorry, you can’t go in with us ma’am.” One of the nurses said to her as others rushed him into emergency,“But he’s my husband, I should be able to go in. please!” They ignored us, and two doctors on duty were immediately at our disposal and rushed into the