Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge
Chapter 31. Nothing happened.

Chapter 31: 31. Nothing happened.

She’s gotten to him too. I hate to admit it but that is what it seems like right now.

But then I suddenly remember Mary’s words. ’If she tries to take your man again, will you just hand him over to her with a ribbon around his neck’

No, no I won’t. I am sick and tired of handing over my things to her on a silver platter!

No more!

"Dukey dearest," I throw myself into his arms. For a second, I feel him tense up, he’s probably shocked. I don’t care.

Wrapping my arms around his waist, pressing my body firmly upon his own. I have no idea what I am doing but I won’t give up without a fight! "My feet hurt, and the dress is getting very uncomfortable now." I say with my face buried inside his chest.

"The pins in my hair are also starting to stab me." I complain further. "I already said goodbye to the senator, so let’s just go home already, so I can take off everything."

Please don’t reject me. Please, please, please God, please don’t let him re—

"Dearest," for the first time, I feel his voice deep within my tummy as the vibration rumbles from his chest and passes on to me, "All you have to do is ask," and suddenly, I’m off my feet and scooped up into his arms bridal style, and he’s staring straight at me, making me blush foolishly, "ask, and I’ll help you take them off anytime."

Oh this devilish smirk, and those wickedly fascinating eyes, I’m starting to go insane for them. God help me, but the man knows how to bend my words in the most ridiculous manner! I never said anything about needing his help to take anything off. And why is he carrying me like this? I feel so embarrassed. He’s being too much, oh my gosh.

But that’s a discussion for a later time.

For now... I wrap my arms around his neck as he moves with long yet soft strides, and while he moves, I look over his shoulder and see her standing there.

Dear God, I love the look of pure uncontained anger on her face and I only want to add to it, so I knowingly smirk at her before burying my head into Duke’s neck like we are the world’s most perfect couple.

Revenge.

He was right.

I’m starting to taste it.

It is so, so, sweet.

...

"One minute he’s saying he has no thoughts of her whatsoever and the next, he’s smelling of her like they had held each other for hours." I scoff as I murmur the words to myself just like I’ve been doing since the moment we both sat down inside the car.

I tried to take my mind off it but I can’t. It’s so annoying to think that he actually fell for Alicia.

"Men, they are all the same." I scoff again, all the while looking out the window on my side, not minding the man sitting next to me.

"They see a beautiful woman and their brain hits the factory reset button." I continue mumbling.

A sudden soft laugh comes from beside me and I turn around to glare daggers at him. He clears his throat aloud and straightens up his expression again. I turn my face bCk to the window.

"All he had to do was admit that he liked her when I asked what he thought about her. There was no need to go for secret rendezvous in the toilet and—"

"Dearest," His words suddenly sound so close to my ear. When did he get here? "Are you mad at me?" He asks and I scoff, I think of turning around to face him, but I cross out the thought as his face must be very close to me right now.

"Mad? Why will I be mad? Our marriage is only on paper, you have the right to fall in love with someone else." I shrug with my face still in the direction of the window.

"Darling, look at me when you’re talking to me. You seem to have had a very huge misunderstanding about certain things." He whispers close to my ear. "I need to clarify them."

At that moment, the car comes to a halt and with no reason to want to hear him clarify anything, I open the door and run out.

"Pagne!" He calls after me and I don’t listen, I see the door to the house being opened and I walk-run towards the opening door.

"Signora, welcome home... hope you had a pleasant eve—" Gio’s words trail off as I zoom past him without acknowledging his greetings. Rude of me, but right now all I want to do is run from Duke. I don’t know why, but I just feel like I should run and hide inside my room.

For some reason, I don’t want to hear him clarify whatever misunderstanding I have. So I run.

The twins can’t be awake by this time, so I just run up the stairs in my very high heels, without checking up on them. I can hear his footsteps approaching and even though I’m running as fast as I think I am running, I feel like he’s going to catch up with me.

Quickly, I reach my room, push the door open, run inside and slam the door shut.

I wish.

Just as I slam the door shut, his leg steps into the room, stopping the door from shutting close. Gently, he pushes the door open and he’s standing there staring at me with no expression on his face. For some reason, that is scary.

"I am tired. I_ I_ I want to rest so—"

"Nothing happened." He suddenly cuts me off, takes a step into the room and closes the door behind him. Why? Why did he close the door behind him? I don’t like that.

"Nothing of whatever you’re thinking happened back there." He says again and with every word he speaks, he takes a step closer to me.

I don’t want him to clarify the misunderstanding I have.

Why?

Because I feel like after he does, an irrevocable change will take place between us and we might end up doing something that will change our relationship forever...

And...

I will love it...

I would love to do that irrevocable thing with him.

Dear God help me, I’m slowly losing my mind.