5. Living With Him

We drive all the way to the Black Cooperation. Christian was still stiff in his chair. Luckily no one was at work today. Christian gets down from the car and comes over to my side and opens the door.

"Get out." He says quietly. I look up at him, he wasn't looking at me. He was just looking straightforward. I obey him by getting out quietly. He shuts the door and walks inside the building. I sigh as I follow right behind him.

We walk all the way to his office. When we get there, he takes a seat and says, "You may take a seat." I sit down across from him. He opens his drawer and takes out a file, placing it on the table.

"I made a contract while I was waiting for you to make your decision." He says as he pushes the contract towards me. I look at him, then open the file. I take my time reading it as he works on his work files.

1.) We are going to be in a relationship for 3 years. Meaning a marriage relationship.

2.) No material affairs in the relationship unless the contract between the partners would be broken.

3.) Help each other when they need help. Apart from that, we are free to do whatever we want.

4.) We would have to live in the same house for those 3 years.

5.) No one must know about our contract.

Signature: _____________

When I finished reading the contract, I was really impressed. I was actually not mad about anything. I look at Christian and say, "I am done reading."

He looks up from his papers and say, "Ok. Are you willing to sign or not?" I nod my head yes and sign the papers. When I finish signing, I give the papers to Christian. He puts it back in his files.

He sighs and asks, "Do you have anywhere to stay? I mean to live before we leave for Italy?" I shake my head no. I can believe this day actually came. I wiped a tear off eye.

"Don't cry. It's going to be okay." He tells me with a concerned look. "Why don't you live with me? I have extra rooms." I look up at him and roll my eyes. "I can't live with a man."

He smiles and says, "But you are agreeing to marry a man for 3 years. This guy you hardly know." I sigh as I thought about it. I didn't have any place to live. Janice was living in a one bedroom apartment with Michael.

"Okay. As long as I get my own room and my own space." I say glaring at him. He smiles as he nods his head. We get up from our seats and head outside to his car.

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As we drive along, I look out the window to look at the beautiful scenery. This side of town looked so amazing. It had the biggest houses that I have ever seen.

I noticed the car was slowing to a stop in front of this giant house. It looked like a cozy place. I look over at Christian who already stopped the car. "You live here?" I ask him. He nods his head as he gets out.

He grabs my things from the back of the car. I get down from the car eager to find out how the house would look inside.

As I imagined, the house was indeed cozy. It had the winter feeling to it. We were in LA so I don't know how winter feels like.

As Christian comes in behind me, he looks at me and says, "Let's go upstairs. I'll show you your room." I smiled up at him as I followed behind him up the spiral staircase.

When we get inside the room I was supposed to be staying, everything looked beautiful. I went looking at everything like a little kid.

I could hear Christian's deep laugh. "You look like a little kid. Hmm... short like one too." I could hear the sarcasm in the last part. I look him and shake my head.

"Thank you very much." I tell him. He smiles at me and says, "First time you ever said that. I am very proud." He says as he places his hand on my head. He leaves the room while I take a deep breath in.

I sit down on the soft bed in the middle of the room. I was so relaxed on the bed, that I didn't know when I fell asleep.

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When I wake up, it was already night time. I turn on my phone to see it was 6 o' clock. I sigh as I stood up. I go ahead and wear my pajamas and head out of my room.

Everything in this house looks so classy. As I go down the stairs, I could hear someone in the kitchen. As I enter, I could see someone's bare back by the sink. The person had a muscular frame.

The person turns around revealing Christian only in a towel. My gaze travels to his upper half, lingering on his stomach.

Oh my gosh.

His stomach is so perfect. I'm pretty sure I'm imagining things. It's as if he had used a rolling pin over his stomach. No doubt he has worked hard to get his body. I imagine him working out while swear rolls down his body.

I seriously need to get laid.

"Like what you see, short stuff?" Christian's deep voice brings me back from my thoughts.

This guy really needs to tone down his ego a notch or a hundred.

"Why are you walking around with a towel on?" I ask him folding his arms. He picks up his paper from the table and answers, "It's my house." He says as he flicks my forehead before leaving.

Ouch!

I look inside the fridge to see what I could eat. He had lots of healthy meals in his fridge. I take something that looks nice to eat and warm it up. After, I go into the living room with my food.

Christian was there doing his work files. I seat farther away from him. I didn't want to disturb him. I turn on the tv and started watching tv.

"We need to talk." I hear him say. I turn over to him as he packs up his papers. I look at him and answer, "Okay."

He heads upstairs with the papers and comes back downstairs with his pajamas on. I turn off the tv while he seats right next to me. "We have to have rules in this relationship."

"Rules?" My interest piqued.

"Yes. Rule 1: Do not be afraid to ask me anything you want." He starts off saying. "Just imagine if my family members are around. You don't want to be acting scared."

"Reasonable." I say nodding my head.

I thought of one and say, "You can't bring in ladies into this relationship. I do not want anybody coming up to me and talking bad about me."

"Same rule applies to you." He says pointing at me. He gets up and goes to grab a bottle of water.

I hastily look away. "I don't think that is going to be a problem."

"Well.... I guess it's true." He purses his lips. "Judging by how short you are,it's not like there would be any guys knocking at the door demanding for your attention."

I grab a pillow for the couch and throw it at him. He dodges it smiling. "You are really mean, you know that?"

"I am not. I am just being honest." He says as he comes back to sit next to me. "You are definitely something else." I say as I get up to go to the kitchen.

Christian trails behind me. "You are too, but you dint see me complaining." Whole I place my dishes in the sink, Christian reaches into his pockets for a good minute before finding what he actually wants. He takes out the object and my heart pounds.

An engagement ring.

I can't breathe.

I almost fell when he catches me.

"What's wrong?" He says as he lets me go. I take a deep breath. He take my hand and takes a look at the ring.

"Seems like the right size for you." He wears it for me. It was the most beautiful ring that I have ever seen.

I look at him and ask, "Why do I have to wear it?" He runs his hand through his hair and says, "Because you have to practice wearing it." I nod my head.