Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge
Chapter 89. A set

Chapter 89: 89. A set

I can’t stop looking at the ring. It’s just so beautiful and I don’t know why I feel so fulfilled wearing it. Even as we’re driving back home, I can’t help staring at his hand and then staring back at my own, then blushing happily because I like it so much.

"Duke,"

He takes his eyes off the road for a quick second and stares my way, "Hmm?" He hums then faces the road once more.

"I’ve decided I’m going to attend my aunt’s birthday party."

Once again, his gaze shifts from the road in front of him to me as he asks, "You want to attend the party?"

"Hmm." I nod and he faces the road before us again. "No matter how much I think about it, I think it’s better if I attend."

I’ve given it a proper thought. I’m certain that after everything that has happened, they would expect to see me broken after trampling on me in the harshest manner possible and I would probably have been like that if I didn’t have Duke. But thank God for Duke in my life. He’s a solid pillar who won’t let me fall and crash to the ground. His firm hands holding me up is the reason why I can stand today.

"I see." He nods and taps a finger again and again on the steering wheel.

"What do you think?" I ask looking straight at his face to see and capture every expression he is making and is going to make.

"Actually, I also think you should attend." So he agrees with me. "I can think of the reason behind them inviting you to a birthday party they’re hosting even after what they did to you." Indeed, the reason is clear to anyone who has eyes.

It’s not like they love me so much and want me to be part of their celebration. Far from it.

"Me too. I know my aunt well. If Alicia is a queen of evil, then my aunt is the empress."

In a place where my aunt exists, Alicia is still a mere minor when being wicked while my aunt is the professor. A senior professor. Alicia is nothing compared to my aunt. Even her husband trembles in front of her.

I once heard them arguing about Alicia using the Gold last name when she was supposed to use her father’s last name. It it was more of a plea that an argument because the only person talking was my aunt’s husband who was trying to convince her to allow Alicia use his last name, and all through the long talk, all my aunt said was, ’My daughter is a Gold, the next time you bring up this matter your father and mother will be the ones to pay for it.’ That day, I saw the man trembling with so much fear.

To think she would threaten her own husband with his own parents.

And that’s just one of the many things I remember while I stayed with them in that house. So many times I’ve overheard her giving ridiculous orders to her subordinates. The kinds of orders that the world should never know about, the kind that would ruin Gold group if the world finds out. And to think I, who they’ve made their enemy knows about these things... It’s a bonus for me.

"She is more wicked and calculative than Alicia. I’m certain her inviting me to her birthday is so she can scan me herself to see how well I am doing. She’ll probably also try to put me in my place and tell me not to get ahead of myself." I know my aunt well, she hates when people don’t know their place. She told me that all the time.

She was the empress and Alicia the princess. I was supposed to be no more than a peasant who would bow down to them. But my actions towards Alicia has been nothing like bowing down to them.

"They’ll also try to see if our marriage is just superficial." I know that too. That might even be their main goal, to see how well I’m doing with Duke. They would want to see if there are any cracks in our relationship, so she can push Alicia in through any such cracks.

"We already know Alicia is very much interested in you." I scoff. Why does he have to be so unnecessarily good looking and all around too desirable?

"Well, what can I say, you caught the big fish." I see that proud smug on his face and I scoff and roll my eyes until my scoff morphs into a soft dumbfounded chuckle. This man can be such a narcissist at times.

But he isn’t wrong. I somehow managed to catch the big fish. The biggest fish. However sometimes I can’t help but think that rather than me catching him, he is the one who has caught me.

I’m no big catch, but still, he has me wiggling in his fishnet.

"Indeed, I caught such an enormously big fish!" I use my hand to gesture how big my fish is. "And I’ve come to learn the palatable taste of this fish," I scoot a little closer to him, dragging my seat belt along with me as I stretch and place a kiss on the side of his face and I love the accepting look on his face.

"And I don’t intend to share it with anybody." I say as I sit myself back down properly in my own chair. "And I’m going to make it clear to them that I will do everything in my power to destroy any and everyone who tries to steal what is mine again."

Somewhere deep down inside me is a feeling I’ve never really had before. This feeling of not wanting to share what belongs to me. Normally even though I don’t want to actually share or give away what is mine, something inside me is always ready to let it go no matter how much I want it for myself. Something inside me is always just tired of fighting and would rather share or better still give it all away.

However, with Duke now, things are surprisingly getting twisted. That usual readiness to give away what is rightfully mine is completely nonexistent.

In its place is a mad desire to possess and just keep possessing this man again and again. I don’t know when it started, and I don’t even know fully well what this is, but the thought of losing Duke to anyone at all leaves me with a sense of anger. The kind I can’t quite explain.

It’s like there’s this obsessive—

Ah, is that it?

Am I obsessed? Obsessed with Duke?

Maybe I am.

Yeah, I am.

And this obsession has been growing bigger and bigger with every word he says and every kindness he shows me. I guess today’s events, with him giving me the wedding ring has become the catalyst to allow me accept my obsession for him completely.

I hadn’t realized it until today, but seriously, I don’t want to share this man or give him away. I don’t care who, but I will totally annihilate any being that tries to touch this man that has become my beautiful obsession.

So this is what all those yandere protagonists felt. This is how they felt when they easily killed anyone who came close to their love interest. I think I understand them a little bit more now.

"You really are sounding possessive my dearest." He says.

"You made me this way, so deal with it." I simply say and turn my face from him with a lazy smile on my face.

"You know know, I love a docile Champagne, but there’s something about the crazy possessive you that just brings me to sweet, sweet tremors."

I turn around and stare at him and there’s this psychopathic grin on his face and it hits me... Ah, I almost forgot. I might just be discovering my madness but this man has never really hidden his own.

"You’re as mad as I am." I say and he chuckles softly.

"Dearest, I’m madder."

...

"Ah, about that cousin of yours, I forgot to tell you because it wasn’t anything important, but now that I know we are going to the party—"

"We? You’re going with me?" I ask as the gates open and he drives in.

"Dearest, we have to make them see that we are an inseparable set. Of course we’re going together. And besides I think she invited both of us."

A set. I stare at our rings and I’m blushing again.

"Alright, let’s go together then. What were you going to say about Alicia?"

"Oh yeah, I met her at the last conference I went to. Remember I told you my plane was suddenly indisposed and I had to take a public plane. Well, she was sitting right next to me on the plane and all through the flight she was throwing herself on me."

Dear God, I’m getting angry.

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