Contract And Marriage

Sarina

“Please, my wife, come with me,” Maximus insisted. I really didn’t want to go; I had no interest in business talks. Besides, I’d just end up staring blankly there, so I preferred waiting for him in our hotel room and doing something instead.

“I’ll just stay here, Maximus. You have your two secretaries with you, so that should be fine,” I replied, taking my phone from the center table.

“What will you do here?” he asked.

“What would I do there?” I asked, too.

“Listen to our conversation.” I rolled my eyes at him. I didn’t want to listen to any kind of business dealings or hear someone flutter a prospective business partner just to get his or her support.

“Do you know why I chose nursing as my course?”

“So you could be with Jason?” I squinted my eyes at him because he still couldn’t stop jealousy. Yes, he said he got jealous when he saw us together, thinking I was happy being with my ex. He even thought I told my ex about our schedule of coming here to Vegas, which is why he’s also in the country. I need to explain why I was with Jason and why he was here. I thought it was settled, but he looks jealous again here.

“Think whatever you want, I don’t want to explain myself further.”

“See, you didn’t even deny it!” I turned to him again and said with eyes blazing.

“If you don’t stop, you can leave later and face your friends alone!” He said he wanted to introduce me to his mischievous friends, so later, we were supposed to go to a famous casino in Las Vegas.

“Fine! Don’t get mad; I was just being affectionate.”Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“As far as I know, we women should be the ones doing that kind of affection, not you men. Straighten up, Maximus, it doesn’t suit you to act like that.”

“Is there a specific way to be affectionate?” he asked.

“Yes! Look at you, you’re so big, and that’s how you show affection.”

“How should I do it then?” he asked, and my mischievous side kicked in.

“When you show affection, you should take me to the expensive shops here and take me shopping. That’s how rich, handsome, hot, and sexy men like you should show affection.”

“Really, I’m sexy?” I rolled my eyes again because out of all the adjectives I used, he liked the word ‘sexy.’ I just shook my head before pushing him to leave.

“Go ahead, Maximus, or you’ll be late for your meeting. Make sure to close that deal since it was the primary reason we’re here.”

“Consider it done, my wife. I’ll close this deal because I’ll be affectionate to you tomorrow; we’ll go shopping.” I wanted to laugh at what he said; it was supposed to be a joke from me, but he took it seriously. But to make him leave, I agreed. Anyway, even if he fulfills it, he’s rich.

And so, he left after showering me with kisses. Honestly, if it comes to showing affection, I prefer it when he does it in a naughty way. I shook my head as I sat back on the couch, thinking. I’m really influenced by his pervertedness. I decided to focus my attention on my phone while waiting for Maximus to return.

I was playing a game when suddenly, a video call popped up. I didn’t know how to make my phone work here in another country. It was my first time, but Maximus, who was used to everything, set it up, and it wasn’t complicated; I was just clueless.

“Jason,” I said after answering the video call.

“Where are you?” he asked.

“Hotel room.” Then I showed him my surroundings.

“Alone?” he asked, creasing his forehead. He must have thought that Maximus was not taking care of me properly.

“Yes.”

“Is Maximus busy?”

“A bit, why?” I didn’t want to explain further since he had nothing to do with it.

“Can we go out?” I paused, knowing my husband would get jealous. Out of respect for him, I shouldn’t go out with my ex again. I also didn’t want Jason to think there was a chance we’d get back together now that I was tied to Maximus. He was hopeful that we would get back together after my contract with my husband ended, and if I agreed to him now, he might get his hopes up. And I know it will not be good for him.

“I’m sorry. He’ll be back soon, and we’re going out to meet his friends.” I was telling the truth, so I didn’t just make an excuse. That’s really what Maximus said. He would try to speed up the meeting to get back quickly.

“Is that so? I wanted you to meet my friends here.” He didn’t have to do that, but of course, I didn’t tell him that to avoid hurting his feelings.

“I’m really sorry, Jason, but I can’t,” I replied apologetically.

“Okay, I guess I’ll just see you around.”

“Yeah, bye.” I took a deep breath after ending the call. Then, memories of the times when we were still together came flooding back. I couldn’t say anything bad about him. I knew and felt his love for me; we never had misunderstandings because he understood me. Maybe because we knew each other so well. If we fought, it was over trivial things, but he would always go out of his way to make up, so he was the only man I deeply loved.

But all of that is in the past. We’re no longer together, and now I have a husband I need to respect and give my time and attention to. I shouldn’t look at others or regret the end of my relationship with Jason. Besides, Maximus is a good person, just a bit perverted. But at least he’s only perverted with me, and I hope that’s true. I would leave him if I found out he still had other women, like when he was with Midori.

I didn’t realize the time and was surprised when my husband arrived with food. “Eat first, my wife,” he said after kissing me. I smiled at him and took the food he brought, which looked like it came from the hotel’s restaurant. We ate first before I prepared myself for our meetup with his friends.

“How was your meeting?” I asked while in front of the dresser, fixing my hair. I couldn’t decide whether to tie it up or leave it down. I didn’t hear a response from him, so I looked at him in the mirror and saw him just staring at me. “Maximus! I asked how your meeting went.”

“Didn’t I say consider it done?” he replied, not leaving my gaze.

“Are you sure?” I asked while twisting my hair until I finally tied it up. It’s better this way, so nothing gets in my face.

“Don’t you trust me?” he asked, and still, I looked at him in the mirror. Now he was standing and started walking towards me.

“I know you can do it. I just wanted to hear it from you; at least we have something to talk about,” I replied while putting on the earrings he had given me before I showered. Don’t you think this looks heavy?” I asked while turning my head to make the earrings dangle. He was behind me now, also looking at me in the mirror.

“Those aren’t heavy; they just look like it.” Then he held my ears, making every hair on my body stand on end. His hands slid down to my earrings, then my neck, and now they were on my shoulders.

Our eyes never left each other in the mirror, and I don’t know, I felt hypnotized by how he looked at me. His hands continued to travel down my body until they reached my waist. He lowered his head and let his lips land on my exposed shoulder, giving it a very light kiss.

“Ohh..” I couldn’t help a moan slip from my lips, feeling aroused.

“You smell so good, wifey…” he muttered, making me feel even more sensual, especially when he started to run his tongue on my bare shoulders.

I felt him gradually lifting my bodycon dress, which was only knee-length, as my womanhood started to get wet from what he was doing, licking my shoulder. “We’re going out, Maximus,” I reminded him, our eyes still locked in the mirror before me.

He didn’t say anything but smiled at me before his eyes widened. How could they not when he was now cupping my very wet sex.

“Shit, my wife! You’re not wearing panties!”