~chapter thirteen~

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Milah's POV

Two days later...

Our time in Italy has sadly come to a conclusion. Jared and I are packing up our stuff from our hotel so we can head out to the airport and fly back to Canada. 


These past couple days have been filled with modelling, singing, meeting a couple more famous celebrities, and lots of teasing between Jared and I. We've decided that we weren't going to do anything else until I signed the contract, which was waiting for me on the table. 


I have the answer, but I'm holding it off just for a bit. It's pretty intimidating, and although I'm definitely a lot more comfortable with Jared, it's still scary. 


I started zipping up my suitcase, finally packed and ready to go. "I'm done, Jared!" I called out to Jared, as he was in the bathroom doing his hair. 


"Alright, I'll be out in five!" I heard being called back to me, making me smile. These three days have honestly been one of the best three days of my life. Pretty much nothing went wrong, and I'm having the time of my life. Jared is so incredibly sweet and gentle with me at times, and other times he's just incredibly sexy. I genuinely never thought I would be saying that. 


I left the bedroom and brought my suitcase to the front door where Jared's suitcase was, before walking over to the dining table where the contract was sitting. It entailed that I will move in with Jared, be his 'fake girlfriend', as well as an added section for me to sign, to agree to this whole 'BDSM' ordeal. And by signing it, it means I can not tell anybody. 


I bit my lip, picking up the pen that was on the table, taking the cap off. 


Is this crazy? Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe I shouldn't do this. 


Hell, I know I shouldn't do this. But we all have to live once in a while, right? 


This will be amazing for my career, and it's going to be so much fun. Plus, I can get pretty much anything I want. Inhaling sharply, I leaned down and began to sign the contract. 


Once both sections are fully sign, I quickly cap the pen and throw it across the room, taking a step back from the table. "Holy shit, what have I done?" I muttered, bringing a hand over my mouth. "Oh my god, this is crazy. This is insane!" 


"What's up?" I hared a voice behind me say, making me suddenly turn. My eyes were wide, adrenaline, excitement and fear coursing through my veins as I made eye contact with Jared. He raised a brow, before walking over to the table and looked down at the contracts, his own eyes widening at the sight of my signature. 

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