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His Unwanted Marriage

"WHAT ? I AM GETTING MARRIED??"I shouted, not believing what I just heard from my father. "Calm down my dear ,please " dad said "Calm down? How can you ask me to fucking calm down after what you just said?" "Watch your language, young lady," my mother scolded me, and it was the first thing she said since I entered the house. "Just tell me what is his name." I said "He is Leon, Leon Black!" My dad said. ****************************************************************************************************************************** ****************************************************************************************************************************** ************************************************************************************************************** Clarissa Grace Jones is the only daughter of Mr. Devin Jones, owner of the Jones Company. Clarissa is a 20-year-old girl who runs the fashion business for her mom. She was on a vacation with her best friends in Bali when she received a call from her father telling her to return as soon as possible as he had an important announcement to make. And when she returned, angry that he interrupted her vacation, he told her that she was going to get married to someone she didn't know and had never met before.

Loka_Elsherif · 都市
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Spending time and awkward moments

lary's POV:

After our little talk in the pool, he went on swimming, and I got out and started watching him and thinking about him. I mean, he is attractive, and my god, how his muscles flex while swimming.

Damn ! I have to stop thinking about these things.

Why ?

Because he surely doesn't like me, and of course I don't like him either. It's just that we lust for each other, and that can be controlled.

OK, do as you wish.

(after a while)

We went up to our rooms to take a shower and change in order to go out for lunch. So now I'm in my closet looking for something to wear. I settled on a yellow sundress and a cardigan, and when I was finished with my hair and makeup, I started to go downstairs to find Leon already there, talking on the phone, wearing a sweatshirt and jeans, and I must admit, he looks good in everything. I stopped checking him out only to find him checking me out as well, which made me smile.

"You clean up nice," I said and laughed while he rolled his eyes at me.

"Stop being childish and let's go," he said, and he started going outside into the garage, which was full of different cars.

Then he went and grabbed the key for the Ferrari, and I went quickly and snatched it out of his hand so that I could drive it. and then I went to the car and started the engine, and then Leon came and sat in the passenger seat.

"You could've just asked me for the keys," he said.

"Would you have let me drive?" I asked, and he stayed silent.

"Fine, just go. Do you even know where we are going?" He asked, and I shook my head.

"No, but you can always tell me," I said, shrugging, and he told me the location of the restaurant we were going to, and I started driving, and he turned on the radio, and I recognised the song playing and started singing to it all while he was staring at me.

I turned to him and asked him, "What?"

"Nothing, you just have a nice voice," he said. I blushed, said a small thank you, and continued driving till we reached the restaurant. Then we parked, and when we got out of the car, Leon held my hand in his, and I looked at him confused.

"Just for the show, we have to show affection in public places, remember?" he said, and I nodded and let him lead the way.

When we reached our table, a waiter approached us.

"Good afternoon. Can I get your order?" He asked while smiling at me; he is quite handsome, so I smiled back at him.

" Sure . Can you give us a minute, please?" I asked, and he nodded and left, but stood in a corner looking at me, but I didn't care. I looked at Leon to ask him, What does he want to eat? to see him angry and clenching his jaw and his hands in fists on the table, and he was giving the waiter watching me a death glare.

OK, now I understand.

"What's wrong, Leon?" I asked innocently.

"Really, you don't know what's wrong?" He asked angrily, and I shook my head. "You were just flirting with that waiter."

" No i wasn't . He just smiled at me, and I smiled back. What's the problem with that?" I asked while hiding my smile.

"What's wrong is that I'm your fiancee and we are in a public place, so you should be smiling at me like that, not him," he said.

"I'm sorry okay ? I will only smile at you like that," I said, smirking, and I put my hand on his to reassure him. "Can you order the food now? Because I'm starving?"

He nodded and then called the waiter, and I tried to remove my hand from his, but he held it there as he ordered the food, and the waiter was watching our hands while writing down the order, and as soon as Leon was finished, he left.

"So, Leon, were you jealous?" I asked

"Of course not," he said and scoffed.

"Really?" I asked, and he nodded.

"It's just that we're in a public place, and you can't flirt with anyone while I'm with you; it may ruin my reputation, and we wouldn't be able to fullfil the contract since I wouldn't be able to announce our engagement. I'm still a man of my word; you can see whoever you want, and the same goes for me; this is a fake marriage, don't forget that, so we can be just friends in order for this to work, then after a year we go on our separate ways," he said robotically, and I nodded.

"So, can I ask a question since we are friends?" I asked unsurely, and he nodded, "If I'm allowed to see anyone, I like, why were you angry at the club when I was with Cole?"

"Because you were at my club, if anyone saw you, my reputation would have been very bad," he said, and then the food arrived and we started eating without saying another word.

After we finished eating, he asked the waiter for the check, and then we left and got into the car. Then we went and got ice cream, and Leon asked me what my favourite flavour was, and I told him cookie dough; he laughed but got it for me anyway. While eating our ice cream, we decided to play questions.

"So what is your favourite colour?" He asked, and I looked at him.

"Hazel brown," I said.

" Why ?"

"I'm not going to tell you, it's my turn," I said, "What about you?" What's yours?"

"Black and green," he said.

"I should've known, God, you love black," I said, and he laughed.

"Ok, my turn. What's your favourite thing to do when you are alone?"

"I like designing so much; that's what I do, I said, shrugging. "Did you like any girls before?"

"No, I can't like any girl; I don't have the time for that. It's all just business for me," he said," But what about you? Did you like any guys before?"

"Yes, there was this guy that I really liked, but it just didn't work."

"Okay, it's time to go home and give you the tour you wanted," he said, and I nodded excitedly.

Then we went back to the car, and, surprisingly, he gave me the keys to drive for the second time, so I smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek and wanted to get in, and when I looked at him, he was in a trance, shocked by the kiss, which made me smirk while starting the engine and hearing it roar to life. Then he came and sat in the passenger seat.

Leon's POV:

After our swim in the pool, Claire has been acting really weird. I think she remembered our kiss from last night, but if she really remembered, why didn't she ask me about it? Why did she pretend like it didn't happen? Does that mean that it meant nothing to her? Does she regret kissing me? is it that bad?

Why do you care?

Oh my god, it's that voice again!

I care because I liked the kiss.

So you like Clary?

No, I don't. I just feel lust for her, just as I do when I see a hot girl; nothing has changed. It's just that I feel more lust because we live in the same house.

but since she has started acting weird, I assumed that she remembered, so I decided to make it look like it meant nothing to me as well.

But it was surely something, right?

Stop it!

Now we were in the restaurant, waiting for a waiter to come so we could order. When the waiter came, he was smiling at her, and she was smiling back. which made me angry, so I clenched my jaw, and my hands were fists on the table, to contain my anger and I was giving the waiter a death glare. Clary made him leave so she could talk to me.

He left, but stood in a corner looking at her. She looked at me to ask me, about what I want to eat?

"What's wrong, Leon?" she asked innocently.

"Really, you don't know what's wrong?" I asked angrily, and she shook her head. "You were just flirting with that waiter."

" No i wasn't . He just smiled at me, and I smiled back. What's the problem with that?" she asked

"What's wrong is that I'm your fiancee and we are in a public place, so you should be smiling at me like that, not him," I said.

Jealous now, are we?

"Ok i'm sorry okay ? I will only smile at you like that," she said, smirking, and she put her hand on mine to reassure me. "Can you order the food now? Because I'm starving?"

I nodded and then called the waiter, and she tried to remove her hand from mine, but I held it there as I ordered the food, and the waiter was watching our hands while writing down the order, and as soon as I was finished, he left.

"So, Leon, were you jealous?" she asked

"Of course not," I said, scowling.

"Really?" she asked, and I nodded.

"It's just that we're in a public place, and you can't flirt with anyone while I'm with you; it may ruin my reputation, and we wouldn't be able to fulfil the contract since I wouldn't be able to announce our engagement. I'm still a man of my word; you can see whoever you want, and the same goes for me; this is a fake marriage, don't forget that, so we can be just friends in order for this to work, then after a year we go on our separate ways," I said, trying to sound professional and like I didn't care, and she nodded.

"So, can I ask a question since we are friends?" She asked, and I nodded, "If I'm allowed to see anyone, like, why were you angry at the club when I was with Cole?"

"Because you were at my club, if anyone saw you, my reputation would have been very bad," I said, and then the food arrived, and we started eating without saying another word.

Liar, liar, pants on fire!

God, I need you to stop this stupid voice.

We went and got ice cream, and apparently her favourite flavour is cookie dough. While eating our ice cream, we decided to play questions.

"So what is your favourite colour?" I asked,

"Hazel brown," she said.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"I'm not going to tell you, it's my turn," she said playfully, "what about you?" What's yours?"

"Black and green," I said; honestly, green was my favourite because her eyes are green and they seem to captivate me every time I look at them.

We kept on asking questions and laughing when she asked me about girls.

. "Did you like any girls before?" She asked why she asked that; does it seem to her that I like her?

Do you?

"No, I can't like any girl; I don't have the time for that. It's all just business for me," I said nervously, " But what about you? Did you like any guys before?"

"Yes, there was this guy that I really liked, but it just didn't work." She said, But it just made me more curious; I want to know who this guy is that she liked, and why it didn't work out. Does she still like him?

And when it was time to go home and we went back to the car, I decided to let her drive, so she smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek, and I was shocked by the kiss.

God, what is happening to me?

It's just a kiss on the cheek. damn, but it sent sparks all over my body, like a wave of heat just hit me.

I was pulled out of my trance with her starting the engine, so I got in and kept thinking about her all through the drive until we got home, and when we arrived, she literally started pulling me around in order to give her a tour around the house, and I laughed at her eagerness.

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