Contract marriage with mysterious president

Contract Marriage With Lucifer

Young Codex

Chapter One

"You have ten seconds to take your hand off my ass before I break your fingers."

Jenny's voice cut through the buzzing bar, sharp and ice-cold.

The whole restaurant fell silent as all eyes fell on her.

Leo didn't move.

Instead, he gave a sly smile. It spread slowly across his face, like he was savoring the moment.

His fingers still pressing against the curve of her ass like he owned it.

"Feisty," he murmured, blue eyes gleaming with something dark. Something challenging.

"I like that"

Jenny's rage exploded. Without hesitation, she grabbed the nearest drink off the counter and threw it in his face.

The crash of ice and liquor filled the room.

A sharp gasp echoed through bar.

Leo's jaw tightened, his face dripping with expensive whiskey. His expression darkened into something dangerous but not angry.

No, that was the worst part. He didn't look furious. He looked entertained.

Jenny's stomach sank.

Shit! She murmured beneath her voice.

"You've got some nerve," Leo's said, his voice calm as he wiped his face with the sleeve of his stained expensive suit.

"You've got some disgusting hands," Jenny shot back fired back at an instant.

Her fellow bartender rushed in, grabbing her arm.

"Jesus, Jenny WTF!"

The manager was already pushing through the crowd.

"What the hell is going on?"

Jenny crossed her arms, ignoring the icy fear creeping up her spine.

Leo looked at the manager, but his face didn't give away what he was thinking. Then, very slowly, he put his hand in his jacket pocket, pulled out a fancy handkerchief, and wiped his face.

"She threw a drink on me," he said, voice almost amused. "For no reason."

"No reason? This bastard grabbed my ass..." Jenny snapped, her eyes fuming with anger.

"I assume, you don't believe her," Leo interrupted smoothly, straightening his suit.

"And I don't particularly appreciate being assaulted in a place I spend a lot of money at."

Jenny gawked. "Are you being serious right now?"

"Jenny." The manager's voice was tense.

She turned.

Her boss facial expression said it al, she prayed within her.

The manager sighed, shaking his head. "You're fired."

The words hit like a punch.

Jenny breath caught.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me." The manager looked genuinely disappointed. "You don't throw drinks on VIPs."

"VIPs?" she scoffed. "the motherfucker grabbed my ass"

The manager hesitated, glancing at Leo, then sighed.

"It's done. Clean out your locker."

Jenny's stomach twisted.

Leo tilted his head, that insufferable smirk still there

"Tough break, sweetheart" Leo said, his stood up and within seconds someone came running in with another suit.

Her fingers curled into fists. "I hope you choke on your next drink."

He chuckled, low and dark. "No, no. No need to be bitter."

Jenny turned on her heel before she punched his teeth in.

She was done with men like him.

__Jenny's Apartment__

It was past 9pm.

Jenny's hands were still shaking when she reached her apartment.

Fired.