Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge
Chapter 54. You caught me.

Chapter 54: 54. You caught me.

"You snuck back in." Dear Lord he knows! How the heck did I not remember the pillow!

"Ahh," I squeal as I feel his teeth sink into my skin. "Duke." I breathe out his name and again my hold on the rails tighten.

"And you caught me." Well, technically, I didn’t see anything. I just heard the noises he made but even that does sound right if I try to say it out loud.

"Ngh," I hold back a cry as his tongue walks over the place he just bit.

"I_ I didn’t mean to. I didn’t—"

"But you did." He moves one of my hand from the rails and holds it on my waist where his other hand is rested. Slowly swaying from side to side, like we’re slow dancing to a nonexistent tune.

"In my defense, I didn’t see anything and I didn’t even hear clearly."

"Liar." He bites my ear, making me fold like melted plastic.

"Duke stop," I’m saying, but do I really want him to stop? Who am I deceiving?

"How did it feel, dearest?" Oh please don’t ask me such dirty questions. I beg you. "How did it feel to know how much I was dying to have you? To know how much you torment me?"

Torment him?

Is that why he’s doing this now? T_to torment me back? Well it’s working! I am barely standing right now, I can’t think straight and I can feel myself going wet just because of his provocative whispers and touch, so yeah! He’s doing a great job tormenting me.

"Duke please, we—" For crying out loud we are out in the open! Gio might come back at any moment now.

Well, from his standpoint, he might not even see anything, he might not understand what is going on up here. Only I will know what I’m going through in this man’s arms.

What makes this more funny is that he really isn’t doing anything! Like nothing at all, and yet it seems like he’s doing every ungodly thing to me right now.

"Do me a favor, next time don’t run away, hmm." damn him.

He spins me around in his arms and I don’t know why the spin makes me giggle like a child.

My hand now resting on hiss chest, and my entire body facing him, I can see him now... Duke Grand.

"You’re dressed?!" Shockingly, I exclaim as I now realize he’s in matching black shirt and trousers, with the first three buttons of the shirt left open.

A small gold chain can be seen from between the opening at his chest. A gold wristwatch and black shoes. His hair is styled simply.

All in all, he is dressed. "That is very unusual." I say. It’s thee very first time I’ve seen him all dressed up at such an early hour when I didn’t even go to wake him up and remind him.

"I told you we’re going for checkup today. And I’m not saying this mainly because I don’t trust that bastard, although I really don’t—"

"Duke,"

"I’m saying this because I really care." He gives me a half smile, as he brings his hand to my shoulders, straightening the fabric from my shoulder to my arm. Repeating the motion again and again as he speaks. "I just want to make sure you are perfectly fine now. It’s for my own peace of mind, dearest."

Seriously, this man is something else.

"So don’t try to resist it, I already booked an appointment with our doctor. All you have to do is come along with me. If you do, I promise to go to work with you throughout the rest of the week."

I scoff and shake my head, "You call that an offer?" He nods.

I spot a wrinkled part on shoulder and stretch my hands to straighten it out as I say, "That’s not an offer, Mr. Grand,"

"You seem to forget I’m a business woman," I mindlessly arrange his collar, "I don’t take deals that I don’t find profitable to me." I shrug and bring my hands to rest in his chest once more.

I look up and see his face his cringed in a very funny way. He looks confused, displeased and fascinated all at once.

"What do you want, Mrs Grand?"

"Four weeks."

"That’s too long, dearest. A week and half."

"Three weeks."

"One week and four days.

"Two weeks, starting from today. Final offer." I say and he seems to be cursing internally.

"Fine! You demoness." He says and kisses my cheek loud and long, causing me to giggle.

"I’m pretty sure I’ve been called an angel."

"An angelic temptress." He says. Crazy man.

...

Mary hadn’t arrived when we left the house, because I was in a haste to get to the hospital and get the test over with. The twins woke up earlier than usual this morning and we had to give them a long list of reasons why we had to go to work, and the approximated time we would both be returning to the house.

It took a lot of convincing to finally let them release us.

Alan is supposed to go for a business seminar today and is officially unavailable. Duke is the one who drove us to the hospital.

I met the doctor she was rather friendly with Duke. He later told me she was his father old time friend.

I went through every test possible because Duke kept on thinking of new sicknesses and problems I could have!

We ended up spending about an hour conducting all the tests and I had to push back the meeting I was supposed to have this morning by two hours.

I couldn’t wait for the results to come out because my mind and heart was already at work, and I couldn’t tell Duke to wait behind for thee results either because I don’t trust him to come to work after Hee get the result.

So to maintain our deal, I dragged in to the office, but not before confessing tto him that I was already planning on going for the checkup with him even though he didn’t make a deal.

His offer was just so tempting. I couldn’t stay away from such an opening.

An hour after reaching the office, we conduct the meeting with the marketing team to decide with marketing proposal we were going to use to boost the sales of a particular product whose value had been falling recently in the market.

And by we, I mean myself and the marketing team.

Duke just sat back and watched me work without contributing a single thing. He said, and I quote, "The deal was to come to work with you, no one said anything about me actually working."

Oh! I can’t believe I fell for such a useless deal!! I failed as a businesswoman!

By the end of the forty-five minutes meeting, I decided on two out of eight proposals and Duke finally chipped in by telling the workers what part of the two chosen proposals needed improvement.

Seeing him explain in details with seriousness, and seeing how the workers listened to every word he said with diligence and unwavering focus made me realize that he was really CEO for a reason.

He was majorly languid, but when he was set to do a certain thing, he did it with effortless precision. Watching him explain to them calmly made my respect and admiration for him only grow more.

...

"Are you seriously not going to go for lunch, dearest?" He asks.

"Well, someone took me off work earlier yesterday. Although I had so much fun yesterday, I left a lot of work undone." I reply without looking up at him.

We share the same office because he refuses to assign a separate office to me. Well basically I’m the only one who mostly uses this office, so there’s usually no problem.

His desk is way over that other side, so tell me why he refuses to sit behind his desk and instead chose to sit in front of me.

"I understand, I really do, but lunch break is almost over, you’re already skinny enough. You shouldn’t miss your meals."

"I’m not skinny." I giggle and shake my head.

He goes silent for a while. Has he given up? I lift my head from my computer and his eyes are very much still on me.

"Alright, that’s true. You’re not actually skinny."

"Pervert!" I exclaim and throw a pen at him as I realize where his eyes are looking. He catches the and and uses it to point at what his eyes are still looking at.

"You’re really not skinny. I can see it well." He’s mad. Why does he have to sexualize everything I say?!

"No seriously, those are evidence that you’re not skinny." He’s still pointing. I pick up another pen and throw it at him and he laughs delightfully.

"However if you keep missing meals, you’re bound to become skinny, my darling."

"Lunch time is almost over." I tell him and he rises from his seat, slowly walks up to me.

"That’s why you are the boss, dearest." He places my pens on the desk, "You get to make the rules, but you don’t have to keep them."

Dear God, this man is a bad influence. A very very bad influence. But I want to be influenced by him.

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