Arranged: Bound By Contract (girlxintersex)

Chapter 36

Chapter 36
Stella POV


Mateo was shirtless and making the bed so we could sleep. I glared. The remote control is receiving the brunt of my rage. However, it did not last long, and I tossed it at the back of her head. Bingo! It strikes her. She groaned in discomfort and rubbed the back of her head. Her hair became tangled in the trail of her hand.

She turned, her gaze indicating that she intends to murder me. What she said next startled me. "I suppose I won't be receiving those cuddles. Woman."

I believe she forgot she was a lady and can be rather bitchy. Considering she was going to shout orders tomorrow.

'I want my coffee black and stirred.' Why doesn't she go stir the shit in her ass?


My loud sob forced her to jerk her head back at me. She dropped the bedsheets and dashed over to me.

I could detect a twitch in her muscles indicating that she wanted to embrace me but was terrified. I tightened my hand and pushed it into her muscular stomach. My fingers and I screamed. And this made me weep even louder.

"What is happening now?" She irritably inquired.

"I am stuck with you! Why did you make the contract renewable?" I thought in our pass argument it was just mere word throwing around.

She gave a raspy sigh and mumbled incoherently. However, I heard the final bit. "I told them to shut their fucking mouth."

"Who were you telling to shut up?"

"Your parents."

"Basically, I'm sold to you. Of course, you are well-versed in this information and take it for granted."

"Yes," she deadpanned. Her determined expression intensifies. She knows I can't do anything about it.

"Why?"

"I want you."

I laughed bitterly. "Yes, you want me to be your slave, correct? That's what you're definitely saying." I rectified on behalf of her. She paid me to be a maid. She truly has balls. And money may turn people wicked. Because that's simply evil.

"Not necessarily, and I do not want to share my genuine sentiments and intentions with you just yet."

"Then when!"

"When will you know? When I know you aren't a whore. When you begin to act like a mature lady and cease entertaining guys."

"I don't."

"We're all in the same big bubble. Do you know how many times I've been to the casino with my gaze fixed on you and your serpent tongue, which enjoys wandering about talking god knows what in men's ears." She squeezed the bridge of her nose. I'm not sure why this bothers her so much.

"And I saw you with community mattress."

"I don't entertain women."

Well, I did notice her conduct on the show. She was the most boring bachelor, and I believe everyone was watching the show in anticipation of who she would select.

"It is my nature." I finished.

"You can do much better, Stella. From now on, I want you to cease entertaining men. You now belong to me, and there is nothing you can do to change that."

I smacked her in the face. She stood there still, like a solid pillar.

"It is my life. I do anything I want."

"It is our life. What we do should benefit the other. Now strip nude and get into the fucking bed so we can snuggle."

"Eww," I say wholeheartedly while cringing. "No,"

"We will not do this tonight or any other night. Don't make me have to take the dress off.

"Do it." I challenge.

To my nose bleeding. Mouth-wrenched-open. Pussy-jumping-shock.

She gripped the front and with a single snap, the garment vanished from my body. She was not kidding. Fucking Mary, slapping Jesus in the face she wasn't joking. I looked down at my half-naked body. I gazed back up at her. I like it. However, knowing how much I like drama, I had to make a big deal about it.

My mouth opens wide, like a siren's head, and a loud bawl comes out. Her eyes widen, unsure what to do. She slowly approaches. And with ease, she hoisted me into her arms. I curled my feet around her. I smiled briefly before letting out another cry.

She lay us in bed, then leaned over and turned out the lamp.

I gradually put my dramatic tendencies aside. Her lips moved tenderly down my hickeys. My body tightened as she slid on top of me and started reaching for panties.

"simply relax; I simply want to kiss and feel on you."

Confusion flows through me like drugs. What exactly does she mean? I suppose I was about to find out.