Contractual Marriage

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around me, but none of them are Blaire Rothman. I don't know what sort of sorcery that woman gave me, but I can't seem to forg

h. Go and have fun. I'll be waiting here." Bradley nodded before he went to the group of girls and did shots. I grabbed my drink from the table before walking towards the windows overseeing the club. "Boss, are you waiting for someone? Or are you trying to find someone?" I turned to one of the escort ladies who had come to g

with the guests we've been waiting for. "Nicholas, it's a pleasure to see you here." I smiled before getting closer to the person I'd been waiting for. "Shall we have some private talk at the bar? Your boys could wait for us somewhere else, right?" The man nodded before waving his hands. "What should I get you two?" The bartender asked. "Mojito." The bartender was surprised to see me when he realized who I was. "For me, I would like som

ness, don't you think?" The man didn't say anything. "Nicholas, you have no idea what world we live in. I'm afraid I cannot do that just yet. I can't let you destroy the empire your father had built since he was a teenager. You have no experience living in a situation where you have to choose between life and death. I-" I finished my drink before slamming my glass on the bar. The man leaned back when I took out my gun before po

r work as a prostitute abroad?" the man grabbed hold of my collar and said, "Don't touch my family, you monster!" I laughed. "And don't touch mine! I'm not a kind person. But since you're my father's close friend, I will let you go. Now leave." The man was surprised. I'm feeli

onsible for their death." Bradley nodded before he excused himself. "Nicholas, you look stressed. Do you want to have some time together?" I shake my head no. "I'm thinking about Lucia. It's been months since she w

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hurt her? But I guess the culprit wants to kill her, right? Tampering with her car breaks is the easiest way to pose as a normal car accident." Why does Bradley have to say

k clothes. Wow! Wait, what am I thinking? "Please have a seat. Would you like to drink something before we talk?" I waved

ly. I would inevitably be their next target. After all, my father is running for senator." I see- so she knows all along. "Do you know anyone who would try to hurt you? Or do you have any enemies that you made recently?" Blaire shrugged her shoulder before thanking the waiter. "Who knows? But it's okay. I'll inform my brothers, and the

kind of person will I be if I let my friend put themselves in danger? Don't worry. I know what to do." But, my line of work constantly puts me in the face of danger though. But she doesn't have to know that. "I don't

e this at the pier. I heard there's a festival and we could spend some time learning more about each other. What do you think of that plan? Blaire hummed before nodding her head. "I don't see why not. I'll inform my assistant." Blaire smiled before she continued to eat her tart. That was easy, way too easy! Is this real? Am I dreaming? If so, I don't want to ever wake up from it. "Nicholas, I have to ask- do you always wear a suit everywhere yo

to my mother. And all the desserts recipe was written by her. The chef only followed what was on the recipe." Blaire's eyes widen. "Compliment to your mother. I wish we could meet someday, and then I'll make it my mission to get some of her recipes so I can have these every da

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nd said, "It's fine. That person must be grabbing his hair right now. Now, let's go