Marriage Contract [ g.d ]

Chapter 10

**check out "Before You Start..." to see the new character:)**

A phone rang in the other room. Our eyes both looked at the source of noise. With a sigh and his shirt, Grayson left the bedroom. I picked myself up and went after him. When I reached his office, he was putting down the phone.

"My secretary is coming. Soon," he had informed me, "One glance at you and they'll know what we did."

"How?" I was oblivious to the signs.

"Your face is red...and your eyes..." Grayson trailed off before changing the subject. "So, what about my offer?"

"Don't ask me as if I have a choice," That irritated me.

"Even so, the master wants the slave to say it," he teased.

I gazed at his taunting smile and lost myself in his beauty. I caught myself staring, stopped, returned to the sofa and signed the contract.

"Excuse me," there was a knock on the door.

Grayson got up to answer it. A tall man came into the room.

"This is my secretary, Liam," Grayson announced.

"Oh, nice to meet you," I put on a fake smile, "I'm Violet Anderson."

"Yes, I know all about you," he claimed.

"He is the one that did the research on you," Grayson informed me.

"Really?" I was a tad shocked.

"You have my deepest apologies," Liam apologized.

Liam seemed a little surprised by my inability to react.

"I'm sorry. I should respond when spoken to," I let out a sympathetic sigh.

"No, it's just that I would have expected that you would be upset with me," It was clear to see Liam felt bad.

Grayson let out a slight laugh. "She is the new standard in slavery. Perfectly obedient."

"Sir..." After glancing at me, Liam shifted his eyes on his boss as if to reprove him, "you must not use that room for doing such things. It's a room for people to sleep."

"Exactly. For people to sleep. Together," Grayson spat back, "Besides, it's my room."

"We didn't do anything like that," I chirped in.

"Oh? We didn't do anything?" Back at it again with that smirk.

"You know what I mean...It was just a kiss!" The moment those words escaped my lips, Liam's eyes widened.

"Sir, is that as far as you went?" He asked surprised.

"What do you mean 'as far as you went'?!" Oh god.

"She said 'If we don't love each other we can't.' How could I argue with that?" Grayson budded in.

"Well, Ms. Violet is absolutely right," Liam spoke.

"What?"

As soon as he looked my way, my body froze and my mouth grew dry.

"Don't worry, everything will be alright," Liam insured me, "you'll be a splendid wife in no time at all."

"She's not my wife," Grayson looked at Liam then at me, "She's a slave. Right Violet?"

"I may be your slave and your wife, but only until that contract ends," I reminded Grayson.

"Don't forget this contract doesn't end," He snickered.

Doesn't end?! A pang of regret came over me. I would be his...forever. Yet, that didn't so bad.

"Liam, tell the staff that we are going to go into business with the company she works for," Grayson informed Liam.

"Yes, sir," Liam obediently accepted.

"Oh that's why I came here," this whole marriage contract totally threw me off. Thoughts of my boss flooded my head.

"Wrong. You're here to be my slave, or have you forgotten?" Grayson was beaming, as if to say that he had predicted this all before hand.

"Ms. Violet, you will be moving into the presidents house today," Liam informed me.

"What?"

"We're married. Duh," Grayson rolled his eyes, "Also you need educating. A proper house-wife's educating."

"What am I? A dog?" I looked back in disgust.

"Don't worry. I'll teach you myself," Grayson's eyes darting through me. "Anyways, you can go back to work. Liam, give her a ride."

"Certainly. Ms. Violet please come this way," Liam simply responded.

I turned around before leaving his office. When my eyes met his, he flashed a smile that was neither real nor fake.

What's going to happen to us? What the future had in store was a complete mystery.

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Didn't take that long to write because I pre-wrote a lot.

Interesting enough?

Did I pick a good person to portray Liam?