The notorious alpha's contract marriage (MXM, AxA, Mpreg) (Completed)

Chapter 2. Christopher Eckhart

Christopher's P.O.V

I had just returned home from work when I got a call from the NYPD. I could sense that it was about Ceasar. I summoned my driver, then left for the police station. The police commissioner was waiting for me in the lobby. The man smiled and yelled, "Good evening, Chris!" I sighed, then stated, "What did my brother do this time, Mr. David?" The commissioner laughed and replied, "Ceasar and his mate fought at a restaurant. The restaurant owner won't press charges if you pay for the damages." I shook my head, then uttered, "I'll contact the owner later. Are Ceasar and Keanu free to leave now?"

The commissioner nodded, then said, "Yes, but try to keep them out of trouble from now on. How many times has it been for this month." I scowled at Ceasar when he appeared with his mate. The family had lost a lot of money because of him. I thanked the commissioner and uttered, "Don't hesitate to call me when you need something, sir." I grabbed Ceasar's arm, then dragged him out of the room. The ride back to the house was strenuous. I could feel the tension. I frowned when Keanu said, "It wasn't our fault, Chris. The guy eating behind me called me a girl and grabbed my hair when Ceasar wasn't looking.

I glared at Keanu and said, "Why don't you cut your hair if you don't like people calling you a girl?" Keanu put his head down and began sobbing. Ceasar scowled, then pulled his mate closer to him. He growled and yelled, "Watch what you say to him!" I leaned forward, then folded my hands together. I stared into Ceasar's eyes and asked, "When are you two planning to stop your bullshit? You guys are already nineteen years old. Why don't you guys start planning your future? I have paid people three million dollars up till now to stop them from spilling your bad deeds. Who knows what the commissioner will ask from me next? I have already gifted him three police cars. I'm tired of cleaning up your mess. Change your behavior, or I'll stop helping you, Ceasar."

Ceasar laughed, then uttered, "Isn't your job to wipe my ass, my dear brother?" We had fortunately arrived. Ceasar knew how to push my buttons. I got out of the car and went to my room. I threw my jacket on the bed, then contacted my assistant. Duncan would settle the matter regarding the restaurant in my stead. I would have slapped Ceasar if I had stayed longer with him. I bet my parents and grandparents wouldn't be pleased about it.

I sat on my bed and stared at my piano. I played the piano whenever I was stressed out or angry. My mother taught me how to play when I was young. She wanted me to be the perfect partner for my husband.

I decided to play Beethoven's fifth symphony to defuse my anger. Keanu walked into my room when I was about to finish. He leaned against the piano and said, "I'm sorry about today, Chris. I will ask my father to compensate you." I huffed and declared, "It's not about the money, Keanu. It's about Ceasar being a piece of shit all the time. I hope he doesn't plan on running the empire with that attitude."

Keanu laughed and stated, "He such a man-child. Isn't he?" I nodded, then asked, "Did you need something?" Keanu smiled, then replied, "Yes. Can you play "Twinkle, Twinkle little star" for me? I miss my mom. She used to play it for me whenever I was sad. I never liked the song. But seeing how happy my mom was to play it for me cheered me up." Keanu's parents were on a trip with my grandparents. The boy was staying with us for the time being. My mood changed when Keanu started singing along.

Keanu left when Ceasar came looking for him. The boys had school the next day, so they needed to go to bed early. I was lying in bed when my grandfather called me. It was already two am. I greeted my grandfather, then asked, "Is something wrong, grandfather?" My grandfather sounded drunk. I huffed when my grandfather said, "Wire two million dollars to my account immediately." My grandparents had left the country with enough spending money. I couldn't understand why they needed more. I rubbed my face in frustration when I realized what was going on.

I sighed and asked, "Are you at a private poker club, grandfather?" My grandfather chuckled, then replied, "Yeah. I need money to keep on playing. It's my money, so wire it to me." I didn't want to argue with my grandfather. I sent the man the money, then turned off my phone. I woke up with a headache the next day.

I got out of bed and took an aspirin. I relaxed for a bit, then took a shower and got dressed. I had no appetite. My parents were too busy fawning over Ceasar and Keanu to notice my discomfort. I left the house without eating or drinking anything. My assistant was waiting for me by the entrance of our headquarters. Duncan handed me a file, then stated, "Mr. Arnold has requested to see you today, sir." I nodded and asked, "Is this all he discovered at the Balcon company as a corporate spy?" Duncan opened my office door and replied, "Yes, sir. It seems like this shipping agency is not as small as it looks. You were right. One of the five major families must be sponsoring them."

I took a seat, then uttered, "I wonder which one." Duncan contemplated for a bit, then replied, "It must be the King family, sir. They are known for using dirty tricks to reach their goals. Mr. Arnold expects you to treat him for his hard work, sir. Should I make a reservation at a popular restaurant for you?" I couldn't afford to deny the man's request. I agreed to have dinner with Arnold.

I had a busy day. I arrived late at the restaurant. James Arnold smiled when he noticed me. He greeted me and said, "I have already ordered dinner for myself, Chris. I hope you don't mind. I was starving." I chuckled, then stated, "It's okay, James. I don't feel so well today, so I'll be having something light." James and I had dinner while discussing matters regarding the Balcon company. My headache hadn't subsided yet. I started feeling nauseous after a while.

I decided to freshen up before leaving. The bathroom was fortunately empty. I washed my face, then closed my eyes to calm my mind. I got startled when the bathroom door flew open. An alpha pushed an omega aggressively against the door. I instantly recognized Evander King. Evander kissed the omega passionately. The omega was a waiter at the restaurant.

I frowned when the men started releasing their pheromones. I decided to leave when Evander stuck his hand in the omega's pants. Evander smirked when I walked past him. I huffed when I heard Evander say, "He shouldn't have left. I would have loved to have him as a spectator. I bet he would enjoy watching me do dirty things to you." It was not the first time I had seen Evander in an awkward position.

Evander didn't care where or with who he was as long as he got some. I had never talked to Evander despite running into him regularly. He probably never noticed me. I frowned when I heard the omega say, "Spare me, please. I heard he's boring in bed." "Well, screw you too," I thought while walking out of the establishment.