n the universe knew I was about to seal my fate.When I arrive at Damian's office building, a staff member greets me and ushers me into the reception. His staff,

you're here," she says, he

ey, adorned with tasteful art that seemsboth expensive and oddly vague. The furniture is sleek, a mixture of polished chrome and soft leather. A faint

ay go

were undone, revealing a peek of ink on his chest, the tattoo I had glimpsed the previous day but could now see more clearly. He held a sleek black mug in one hand, sipping...tea or coffee. I couldn't tell. He gestures lazily towards the seat opposite him. I s

ourtesy to gre

ce low, laced wi

hy didn

hey locked onto mine. He rises slowly, round

n't tell. I straighten my shoulders and meet his gaze head-on. No way was I letting him shake me. God...am I seriously

t this ov

e put pen to paper. If we're able to finalise this morning

e says with a smirk. I don't like the way my

rs were friends. I never even k

is words were laced heavily with sarcasm,

you like to lay d

es fi

te living spaces. We will not share a bedroom. Boundaries must be respected. Fourth of all, no Interference in personal affairs. I handle my life; you handle yours. No meddling in each other's personal relationships outside the contract.Fifth of all, the duration of the marriage

eans back, that devilish

long as it concerns the marriage. Anything else is irrelevant. Also, there'd be an e

now. Public Affection Clause? I'm supposed to display public affection? I'm not entirely the romantic type, but I find public affection worse. It cringes and creeps me out. I think mostly because I'm a little bit shy. I laughed to

ian," I

e already?" He raised an eyebrow and had that sm

xtent does it have to be?" I needed thi

you take?""I co

course. Lock arms, even. You might have to sit on my

t do all that. My face was turning red;

s so f

ou're red as th

oluntarily, imagining myself lunging for his throat. He must have noticed

ting," he said, wearing that

ry if you want to keep up a believable front," he added, his to

have the contract ready by eve

someone to

d left. I could feel his eyes burning into my back as I walked out of his

nd done it thi

Probably. But it was too late to back out now.By midday, I was sitting at my desk, starin

l!!"I

keep i

ident chaos-bringer, strolled

s in a shitty moo

he's good. Except she now wants

ped onto the couch,

ou goi

t. He's pract

she said, eyes glinting.I sho

ed. "No way,

He's still in

a sex-starved man-child. I wasn't ready, and instead of respecting that, he literally begged

. "Anyways... too late. He's flying back to Lo

m you're still single and haven't found anyon

napologetic smile.

Gosh, Layla!" I slump

next week to figure it o

want to

e laughed. As soon as she left, I g

pizza.

this mess, I might as well do it