I blinked at myself in the mirror. I was looking like an updated version of mine as he demanded. The best! My dress was strapless and clung to my curves, red soft lips, wings eyes and straight hair. My look was nothing less than any top actress. He wanted me to match his standards. I had no idea how I was going to survive in his polished, high-class world with his attitude and bossy nature?
The air beside my ear stirred the hair then I realized. I wasn't completely alone in the room while I was staring at myself and also I lost in praising my new look. I didn't notice him before as I could not remove my eyes from his handsome chiselled face, " You were in a blue suit. " I whispered.
He was in a dark red suit almost matching with my gown now, " We'll look good together. " He looked at me with intense eyes.
" Without your no smiling face, I doubt." I stepped away f
We were back in New York. Agat had some urgent meetings to attend. So he promised in front of Jen to take us both out when Jen would come back to attend our marriage. It all changed. I wasn't living in my parent's old apartment anymore.I wanted to live in my home but he didn't approve of it. I couldn't fathom, what did he wanna prove to his parents? I felt dread and ecstasy at the same time when he announced the date of the wedding, after fifteen days on Sunday. He ordered me to arrange everything, especially decoration. I was worse at doing it and explaining things to him. I was expecting him to change his decision, it was impossible. Mr Stubborn! 
I touched my chest and gazed down at my fingers. Tears spilled like a fountain when I saw my fingers colored with crimson blood. I reached my apartment with swollen eyes. I plucked the key from under the pot where I had kept the extra keys as an emergency. I wasn't bothered to look around. I unlocked the door with shaking hands. My eyes rested on the marks. I stared at my both arms extending them forward. I let out a soft cry. It was swollen and hurting while moving. I locked the door and covered my mouth with both hands. The room was echoing with my sobs. I rushed to the bathroom and washed him out of my skin. My arms were filled with marks. It was painful when I moved them. It was swollen where marks were too bright. It was nothing compared to my feelings. I was feeling disgusted.  
I was feeling trapped in a worse situation when I recalled what happened with Chris. It faded after a blink, last night with Agat's flashed before my eyes. I wanted to stare at him but couldn’t help falling into a deep sleep. When I woke up, his bare chest was pressed on my bare back. Chris' one wrong step, his mistake had upset all. Fortunately, I managed to run away from him. I didn't want to rush things. There was more than a week for the wedding. There were a lot of things I wanted to discuss. Now there was a big problem. Chris was a playboy, all knew it in his office and out of office. That was the huge reason his father didn't trust him with business. Agat was the new CEO of the family business. He was doing great and taking the business to the top. I didn't know, how would this work. My eyes were half opened, staring at the large photo. Agat was smiling jovially, his arm was around his brother, Chris' s
The shock filled me when I saw Chris on the other side of the door. Rosemary got an important call about emergency surgery. So she left and planned to continue our shopping in the evening. We were staying at his parents' house for a few days until renovation finished at his house. My heart began to pound loudly in my chest. I grasped the door knob in my hand. The pain shot through my arm but it couldn't stop the fear that was crawling down my body gradually. A line embedded between his brows. I felt the dread. I was distracted from my fear when I heard the familiar voice, " Aly! " My best friend chimed from behind Chris. We both worked together. Rosemary asked me about my friends. Jen was my only family. Our parents left us a small apartment. That was enough for us both. I didn't have any friends to be bridesmaids at my side. I wanted to ask Becca but stopped myself as
Agat Rayden could have any girl he wanted. He was worried about me. It was written all over his face. He cared for me. I couldn't ignore my insecurities. He could change his mind at any time. Every time, it made my heart thunder. I didn't wanna mistake his care and attention for something else which would hurt me later like hell. I could not deter Agat, he had our contract. I hadn't read it thoroughly. The contract he showed me and the contract I signed were different. The signed one seemed with more clauses and rules. My brother was happy. I was happy too. I swang my feet out of the mattress after a deep sleep. I grimaced at the piece of paper under the empty glass. I plucked it from the table removing the glass over it. I smiled reading his beautiful handwriting 'Be ready at seven. We're having dinner together.' &
This whole thing was bizarre. I loved it but I couldn't digest it. The CEO, my billionaire husband just made me breakfast. I took a small bite of it. It was delicious. I was gawking at him in astonishment while eating my breakfast. My lucky star was shining today more. He's my lucky star. He didn't look at me staring at him. I was tempted to talk anything to him. He ate his breakfast silently. I did the same. Though, I wanted something more out of his silence. 'Er! Get a grip, Aly! He's your husband because it's occurred under contract, not love.' Love! It was another trouble. My feelings were growing. It was a relief he couldn't find out what was going in my mind. Otherwise, he would be staring at me with his opened mouth. When he stood up from the chair. His gaze locked with me for a second. It seemed a lon
Equally dangerous and mysterious seemed Agat to me. He cared for me so much after the incident. He appointed security out of the door of his house. He didn't allow me to go back to my home. I was feeling a little prisoner. It wasn't in the contract, still, he wanted me to stay here with him in his penthouse. He asked his mother to cancel the shopping and asked me to rest all day, " Agat! " I opened my mouth, looking at him with beseeching eyes so he could hear me. He cut me off with the raise of his finger. " We've talked about it. You're not safe in that small house. There's no security and camera. You're living upstairs until our marriage. I'll not stop there. " He patted his mouth with a white hankie and kept it on the table back. " But it won't be the first time I'll be alone. " I slowly said, glancing up at him still holding my pleading gaze " Because you're going to be my wife." He
My eyes widened when I saw him coming at us. My heart gave a loud thud and began its jog. He was looking so handsome in a dark blue tailored suit, as it was only made for him. He held the dress which his mother chose for me. He couldn't see my wedding gown. Yeah! We weren't only buying my wedding gown, " Perfect," He smiled and asked everyone to leave. It wasn't a wedding gown. It was a poop pink gown without shoulders and sleeves. I knew he wanted me to try on this dress. "Undress," He whispered slowly. I let the silky peach gown pool around my feet. I kept my gaze on the ground. It was only us. I could sense his eyes roaming on my body. My skin felt on fire. He stepped closer. Gradually, I lifted my hand to gather my hair behind my nape. My skin tangled when he softly held my wrists and tugged it down at my side, " Let