Contract And Marriage

Sarina

Maximus and I have been living together for a week, but he still hasn’t touched me. I was a little surprised because even though we slept beside each other, he didn’t even hug me. Our marriage is already in process, and I don’t know if he is still in his right mind or what. Because of his stupidity, I find it hard to believe that he hasn’t taken what he paid for and what we agreed.

I also sent my mom the 4 million to pay Dad’s debt after I asked my husband for the full payment we agreed to.

We were in our bedroom, and I was dressing him up. We just showered together. I didn’t want to, but he was naughty, so I just let it happen. I even thought he would want to fuck me already, but no. “Love,” he said, making me look at him. “Can you check if the driver is ready?”

“Why? Are we going somewhere?” He didn’t tell me about us going somewhere, so I wondered why he asked for the driver. “Do you want to change your clothes? You’re only wearing a T-shirt and shorts.”

“It’s okay, I’m just going to the hospital.”

“Huh? Why didn’t you tell me right away? If you’re okay with your clothes, let me change first so I can come with you,” I answered.

“There’s no need for you to come. I’ll have the driver with me, so I’ll be fine.”

“What? No. I don’t want people to say something about me. As your wife, I should accompany you wherever you want, especially when you’re like that. Wait here, I’ll be quick.” And that’s it; I changed into a pair of pants and a T-shirt, rather than what I was wearing earlier, just a camisole and short shorts.

“Let’s go,” I said, and we set off.

“I told you that you don’t have to come,” Maximus said when we arrived at the hospital, and Aries greeted us with a big smile. “My assistant is here,” he added.

“It’s fine, I’m already here. You should have told me about it before we leave,” I answered, smiling at Aries.

“Just stay here,” Maximus said before asking his assistant to push his wheelchair instead.

“Why?” I asked, confused. I should be the one who should come with him and not Aries.

“I don’t want you to hear what my doctor says.”

“What if I hear it?”

“You can come with me next time when I’m sure the result will be good, and you’ll be happy.”

“What does that have to do with my happiness?”

“Just stay here,” he said and asked Aries to continue pushing his wheelchair so I didn’t argue anymore. But just for a moment, his assistant also came out.

“He doesn’t want me inside either,” he said, to which I just nodded. It’s up to him if he doesn’t want to be with someone. That womanizer will call if he needs anything.

Not long after, he came out with the doctor, who was smiling at me. “How is he, doc?” I asked. He looked at Maximus first before answering with a hearty, sweet smile. What’s that? Why does he look like he’s teasing me?

“Mrs. Lardizabal, he’s okay. I already know doctors who will take care of him and do the surgery,” he explained, “But please just help him in his therapy. He should be able to walk now, which won’t happen if he’s just sitting in his wheelchair.”

“Ah, okay, I’ll do that,” I replied. Then I felt Maximus hold my hand as I stood next to him. It was fine with me because I knew that he needed my support.

“Sir, I’m returning to the office,” said Aries.

“Okay, don’t forget to send all the documents I need to look into,” my husband said. I laughed internally because of what he said, but I just shook my head because this man’s confidence was on a different level.

Aries was still with us when we decided to go to the parking lot where the driver was waiting. The elevator we were riding stopped at the ground floor, and Maximus and I got out first while I pushed his wheelchair. Aries was following behind us. We were close to the exit door when I noticed a woman staring at my husband, making me crease my forehead.

I wondered who she was, so I stopped and looked at her. She was still looking at Maximus like she knew him, and I didn’t know how I felt. Do they know each other? “Love, why did we stop?” I heard my husband ask. It was as if cold water had been poured on the woman, who seemed to have awakened from sleep because she was startled. Then she looked at me and then at Maximus again. “Love,” my husband said again.

“Huh? Sorry, I thought I knew someone,” I said, and then the girl started walking away from us. Out of curiosity, I followed her with my gaze. “Who is that, Love? Aren’t we leaving yet?” Maximus asked again, which is why my attention returned to him. But before that, I noticed Aries also followed the woman with his gaze. And I wondered why his eyes widened when he saw me looking at him.

“You know her?” I asked.

“Huh? No, ma’am,” he said quickly.

“Who is that?” it was Maximus again.

“No, I don’t know either. She was looking at us, so I thought I knew her.”

“You’re with me. Are you still looking at another man?” he asked, acting jealous.

“I’m looking at a woman, not a man. I’m not like you!” I said immediately, pushing his wheelchair again until we reached the parking lot.

We went straight home, and one thing I admire about Maximus is that even though he’s only wearing a t-shirt and simple walking shorts and in a wheelchair, women still stare at him. It’s hard to leave him alone because there’s sure to be a girl around him right away.

“Love, love, love!”

“What is it? Why do you keep repeating that word?” I asked annoyingly. We were sitting together on the sofa, yet he called me as if I was far from him. “Why can’t you just tell me what you need?”

“Maybe it’s because you don’t hear me,” he said, still smiling, so I ignored him.

“You know, I want you to recover quickly so you’ll know how my eyes squint and glare at you for pissing me off.”

“I would rather see you roll your eyes when I eat your pussy.”

“Sir!” I said in surprise.

“Love. When are you going to call me that? Do you think I didn’t notice that you didn’t call me by endearment, just as we agreed? Remember, we have a contract, and I have already given you my full payment, so you should be more willing to fulfill what we agreed upon.”

Shit will he start claiming what he paid for?

“Sir, Ma’am, have a snack first,” said the maid as she placed juice and donuts on the center table.

“Thank you,” Maximus said while I didn’t say anything and got a donut.

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“I will be leaving now and come back tomorrow morning,” said Lisa, the maid.

“Alright, thanks again for the snack,” Maximus and I said almost simultaneously. And that’s it; we were the only ones left. I turned on the TV to watch while eating when I suddenly felt my husband pulling me.

“What?”

“When we are next to each other like this, I want you to be very close to me.”

“And why?”

“So that my hands can play,” then he put one of his hands inside my t-shirt and went all the way under my bra, making me feel the warmth of his palm, and it also felt nice to have his finger play with my nipple.

“Ohh..” shit, why did I moan?