BEAUTIFUL TWISTED LIES |18+

CHAPTER SEVEN

NICHOLAS

After preparing the tea for her, we sit in my living room. As she gets settled on the coach across from me, I take that opportunity to notice how she looks. She looks exhausted. "You look terrible" I say. "Oh wow, you're filled with so much compliments. How could I keep my hands off of you as my fiancé" she says and her tone is filled with so much sarcasm.

"Let's get it over and done with Ms Diaz" she sets her hot tea down and turns to look at me. "Well if this is going to work, we need to call each other something less formal. What about cute nicknames for each other. I could call you bear, huh?" I crease my eyebrows with disapproval and that reaction seems to amuse her. "No way in hell. Were you dropped as a child?" I ask and I can't help but notice how her eyes fill up with some seriousness.

That seems to be a sore topic but I let it go, for now at least. "Okay, maybe no nicknames but it would sound weird if we always referred to each other by our last names. Maybe in the office sure, but outside is completely unacceptable and weird. I don't want to be those weird and odd couples." Her comment reminds me of something important we need to discuss.

"We won't be working together anymore Ms- Alena" she gives me look of shock. "What? What do you mean we won't be working together? The whole reason I'm doing this anyway is so that I could keep my job!" her voice is now a little louder than previously. "There is a no fraternizing rule put in place at the company. It has been there for many years and once our engagement is official, it would make our relationship against company laws" she then stands up and starts pacing around the living room.

"I need the money Nicholas. I need my job. I can't give it all up because of this. Maybe we just shouldn't do it. Oh God what was I thinking?" I quickly stand in front of her. "Calm down okay? I wouldn't make you leave your job just like that. You being my wife would automatically insure that you would gain half my asset's, my money, property, everything." She looks me in the eye. "How long would we be married for. Would it be a forever thing? You must want to marry someone you love, I know I would like that one day" with that, she takes a seat and I follow.

"Our marriage would be viable for 1 year. After that we can get a divorce and go our separate ways. I will have a contract drafted after the dinner with my parents tonight. That contract will insure that you will get a great sum of money after the divorce has settled. I have everything covered okay? Don't worry about anything." She looks visibly calm and I take that opportunity to bring up another matter.

"You will move in here tonight. I will send people to your place to pack your things", "What the hell? That's moving a little too fast. If we move in together tonight, then when are we getting married? Next week?" I look at her and shrug my shoulders "Probably. Knowing my parents, I'd say yes" Her expression looks like a deer caught in headlights, "You're kidding. What am I saying, you wouldn't know how to tell a joke even if I hit you with the instruction manual over the head 20 times" I give her a serious look that would scare many, but she just rolls her eyes and keeps talking.
Fascinating.

"Okay let's do this I guess" is all she says.
We then spend the next 30 minutes discussing everything. She will be living here for the next 2 years. She won't work at the company anymore but she has expressed how she will work nevertheless, which I don't mind. We will have separate rooms and won't be in each other's way. I suddenly find myself a lot less anxious about this.

"I will drive you back home now. Pack all your necessities and I'll pick you up at 5:30pm for dinner." Her only response is a slight nod of her head and she stands. We walk to the car and drive off and I notice how the rain had stopped but the clouds still look full of rain. I don't feel entirely safe leaving her here but I figured she wouldn't be living here any longer.

I drive back to my penthouse and only then do I receive a call. My father. I answer the phone and keep my eyes on the road ahead. "Son. I have called you to remind you about the dinner tonight. I hope you have thought about what we discussed yesterday." I nod my head yes even though I know he cannot see me, "We have a list of amazing women you could meet starting tonight."

"Wow dad, your lack of faith in me keeping my word really hurts my feelings" I say sarcastically. I find myself only comfortable with my family. Parts of me that I have never shown the world, I can show to them. "I have found a fiancé and have discussed the matter with her. We are coming for dinner tonight at 6:00pm. Now please rip up that list, because it is completely useless." I hear my mother joyful sounds in the background and she grabs the phone from my father, "We are so happy to hear the wonderful news my boy" I can hear the excitement in her voice and that brings me joy.

My father grabs the phone from her after talking about whatever they were discussing for the past 2 minutes. "Well goodbye now. We'll see you later this evening with our future daughter-in-law." He hangs up and I am left with the reality of having to marry the same woman I have been trying to avoid as much as possible for the past 5 months. My life is a fucking shit show.

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