Contract marriage: My billionaire’s cure

I was sitting on the sofa in front of the pool, relaxing myself under the setting sun. Marcus’s house wasn’t a mansion but a very modern house with glass walls and a massive garden. It was beautiful specially the interior and the roses around the fountain cascading water down it’s tiers like a ball gown.

I looked up to see Marcus in his room calling someone with a file in his hand. He hasn’t closed his curtains so I could see him clearly.

“Miss would you like me to show you to your room?” A woman who seems to be in her late fifties asked me.

“Sure” I replied and walked up the stairs with her.

“Are you the maid here?” She nodded her head.

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Madeline”

“How many maids are here?”

“Only me miss” Madeline noticed the surprise on my face. A billionaire having only one maid?

“Sir prefers the house to be quiet”. I nodded my head, not surprised. He is boring as hell.

“So how long have you been working here?”

“I have been here for 6 years”

“So only you all this time?” I was still surprised that a billionaire has only one maid.

“There was another girl with me until few months ago” Now that piqued my interest.

“What happened to her?” Madeline looked down. She was fidgeting her hands.

” She tried to… Uhm.. she liked master.. so she tried to get his attention. She was fired later on”

“How long has she been working?” I felt like I was doing an interview but nevertheless I needed information if I was to survive here.

“For 3 years”

“If she had been here for so long why did he fire her suddenly without ignoring whatever she did?”

I was confused. Marcus is handsome and I think he has surely faced many situations like this.

“She.. uhm.. she..” Madeline looked anxious.

“She what?”

” She got master drunk and…. forced him to sleep with her. He wasn’t in his right mind. She was fired the next day when he woke up.”

I was shocked and disgusted.

“Miss don’t think anything bad about Sir. It was all her and he didn’t have anything towards her. He’s a good guy and I don’t want you to think otherwise”

Now I looked at Madeline in shock. She thought I’d be jealous or angry that someone slept with my husband before I became his wife.

Honestly I don’t care. With his rude attitude I thought he was a virgin. But apparently not. I mean I feel bad for the Marcus because it was rape.

I wondered where that woman was now. If I was him I would have sued her. But he probably didn’t do it because of the vicious media. If they had gotten hold of this news Marcus would have received mock instead of justice.

His business would have gone bankrupt. People would say ‘man up’. That’s how cruel the world is. And it disgusts me.

Madeline dropped me off to my room and I saw my bags already inside the room next to the bed. I walked over to the windows that were stretching from floor to the ceiling and my gaze directly fell on Marcus’s room.

He was sitting on the bed, tapping on his phone. His coat lying on the bed next to him and his hair was disheveled giving off a mouth dropping sight. His tie was loose and at the moment I wished I could run my hands on his toned body.

I watched him for a while and something made him notice it. He looked my way and I felt my cheeks burn in embarrassment. He quickly got out of the bed and closed his curtains and so did I.

Gosh why was I staring at him?

Real question, Why was I checking him out?

Conclusion, I was finally going mad.

I woke up the next day and went downstairs to eat breakfast. I was really impressed by Madeline’s cooking skills and it was enough to give me a bright smile the entire day. And she told me Marcus left for work early in the morning which was even better.

After breakfast I left to see one of my stores before I drove to my office. It was morning but still filled with people.

The store was expensive, clothes are only made for snobby bitchy people who likes to spend a lot. Targeting the rich will make you richer. That’s something I learned in the time being.

I was questioning my staff about the sales when I saw Marcus walk in with a girl. She was beautiful and looked young. She dragged Marcus to the dress section and told him something. To my horror Marcus smiled at her.

Marcus ?

Smiling?

Is he attracted to younger people? Wait! Is he cheating on me? I felt my body boil with anger. Even though this marriage was fake I didn’t like it when he disrespects it. I’m not gonna wait and watch while he cheats.

I took long steps to where the girl was.

“Can I help you?” I asked politely and she glanced at me but her eyes tell she didn’t recognize me.

” Yes , I’m going on a date with him and I need a dress ” she pointed at Marcus and giggled.

“Oh amazing. Would you like me to show you a section with more beautiful dresses?”

I went to another section after giving Marcus a glare. He better have a good explanation. The girl selected a dress and Marcus paid for it, leaving without even glancing at me.

I was beyond mad now. He had no right to cheat since both him and I were forced into this. At least he should respect it since I wasn’t the only one gaining something from this.

I went back home in the evening hoping to see Marcus but he still hadn’t come back. I scoffed. He was probably enjoying his date with an underage girl.

I was sitting on a stool in the kitchen when I heard Marcus walk in.

He looked at me for a second and then started climbing up the steps.

“That’s it?” I asked annoyed.

He stopped mid way.

“What?”

“You’re not gonna give me an explanation?”

“Why would I? I’m not bound to you” He left me speechless.

Bound? Was he kidding? He surely forgot that there was a marriage certificate in between.

I came here to make his life a living hell but it was my life that became hell.

I stomped my feet up the stairs and into his room. I opened his door with a loud bang. He looked at me from his bed, a scowl written on his face.

“Listen you mister” I pointed my finger at him. “Don’t act like you are the only one forced into this marriage. I hate this with every single part of me. But I respect whatever we have now and I’m not gonna let you disrespect me or this marriage. I don’t want you to tarnish my reputation because you can’t control yourself. And I’m so not gonna be the one to get cheated on. You’ll be dead the next time you think of doing it.”

I shut the door and hopped downstairs to drink some water.

“Miss are you okay?” Madeline asked in concern.

“You mean okay as in okay my husband is cheating on me”

At my words she gasped loudly and closed her mouth with her hand in utter shock.

“Miss that can’t be true. Sir never does that. He doesn’t even care about love”

“Well surely he does. I caught him today.”

“You caught him with a woman?”

I nodded while sipping the water.

“Miss may I know what the woman looked like?”

“Mm well she seems like she’s 19 or in her early twenties. She had dark hair and eyes similar to Marcus. They were green”

Madeline shook her head in disappointment.

“Miss it’s not his girlfriend”

“Then who is it? She said that she needs to buy a dress for a date” I complained running my hands up in the air.

“And he shamelessly brought his booty call to my store”

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“I’m disappointed”

“Miss-” I interrupted her again.

“I’m gonna explain the situation to my dad and peacefully part ways” I said, determined.

” Miss it’s not his girlfriend, it’s his half sister”

I blinked and then blinked again.

Shit

“Um.. How does he have a sibling?” I was confused because I knew the Andersons didn’t have any daughter.

“It’s his mom’s daughter”

And then I realized I had never seen or heard about his mother.

Seeing my confusion she quickly added.

“I don’t know much but it’s not my place to tell you” She looked down fidgeting with her fingers again.

I need to apologize to Marcus, this was bad. I thought for several minutes contemplating whether to do or not before going upstairs.

After giving it a long thought I decided to apologise to him. So I went back upstairs and stood in front of his door ready to knock.

But I was stopped when I heard someone breathing heavily from the other side.

“Mom…… Please don’t please”

I sighed realising what it was. Marcus was having a nightmare again. I decided to knock again but then I heard his breathing quickening.

“MOM!!!”

I stumbled a few steps back, shocked at his sudden outburst. He shouted as if his life depends on it and it made me feel worried.

Madeline came running towards his room with some pills and a wet towel in her hands.

She entered the room without knocking and I saw Marcus sitting on the bed, his forehead wet with sweat. He was gasping for air, almost choking.

Madeline dabbed his forehead with the towel and gave him the pills. Marcus took it but then his eyes shifted to me.

I suddenly felt guilty. I had invaded his privacy. I crossed a line.

And I knew that he was thinking the same thing as his eyes turned a shade darker before he growled.

“Get the fuck out of here!”