CONTRACT HATERS

Chapter 3

3.

A Y R A

"Ayra Jones, do you take Rayan Roy as your husband?" Yall thinking how the fuq I end up in this situation, to be honest I also don't know.

Marrying him doesn’t mean that I don't hate him anymore! Still I hate him like I used to do. Tho dad didn’t force me at all for this marriage but he really wants me to help him and I also want to help mostly not him but his mom and his sister Riya. My eyes couldn't see those innocent people were suffering.

Seriously still I don't know what this marriage will hold in future. "Miss Ayra Jones, do you take Rayan Roy as your husband?" my thoughts were broken by the priest.

"I-I do!" Calm down Ayra! You are just helping him, nothing else. Wait a min wtf Isn't there a kiss part in the wedding? Omg I really forgot about this. No he can't kiss me! Don't you dare to kiss! I'll shoot you! 

"Congratulations, now both of you are husband and wife" the priest declared and we heard a few claps from behind as it's a private wedding. We have very few people because right now bcoz of the Roy industries problem, the wedding is important not the guests. But the fact is I am a little bit confused because the priest skipped the kiss part. Whatever, he did it well.

My Dad and Mom both came to us, I hugged both of them.  "Son! Take care of my Princess!" Dad said while trying to hold his emotions. Ahh dadd! Rayan just nodded coldly. Yes, why did Rayan get so cold? Like back then he was calm, quiet and of course forever super shy but never cold. Is it because of the situation? And the whole wedding talk is far away, he didn’t even look at me!  Ughh Ayra stop thinking about him.

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I came down from the car and seeing the place in front of me, my knees got weak automatically. It was Rayan's house. I came here after 8 years. I used to come here after school to eat his mom's handmade chocolate pancakes.

Rayan opened the door as nobody lives here because back then all of them moved to the US. The house decor was changed. From light it went to dark design.

I entered the house and was looking here and there but suddenly stopped in my tracks after hearing his voice "Miss Ayra!" I am hearing him calling me for the first time in this 8 years. I hold my gown tightly.

He gave me a file. With furrowed eyes I took the file from his hand and started reading it.

"Miss Ayra don't think it's a normal marriage and here we are a happy couple. Honestly I don't want to marry you! I married you just bcoz uncle Jones said. And he was right to save my company, this marriage was very important.
And that paper you are reading it's the contract paper!" My furrow grew bigger.

"So when my company will be normal again I'll divorce you!!! Till then you just have to act like my wife, just act! And out of all this acting there are few rules! We will live in separate rooms, never interfere in my personal work, Don't think that we are real husband - wife. we are just contract husband wife and lastly if you wanna date anyone you can! I don't care. That's it, this is all written on that paper and also later if you want money for this I'll give you!"

Rayan finished his long speech but hearing him I chuckled. Seeing me like this he got confused. "Oh my god Rayan! You didn’t change a bit! Still that heartless rude jerk! And of course the player who always plays with people’s feelings!"

"And wait what did you say?  Yes you will give me money? Hahaa!" I laughed again. "Don't tell me you didn’t search about me in google before marrying me! Man this is so funny! Seriously, you are offering money to me! Me? Who owns every branded stuff, branded cars and the owner of the Kris!" While directly looking into his eyes I moved closer to him. I took his pen which was in his blazer pocket and started signing the contract paper.

"Mr. Roy, stay in your limits! Bcoz it won't take me a second to destroy you!" I said and handed him the file.

"Where is my room?" "Left one of the 2nd floor!" he replied while looking down. Without wasting any time I went upstairs.

Tears rolled down from my eyes, while I locked the door. "Ayra don't cry for that jerk! He is always like this!" I said to myself and whipped my tears.