Husband

Sullivan had to admit he has seen beauties around the world, but his men found someone of his interest.

Julie met his gaze before slowly making her way towards him. Sullivan intentionally watched as his woman approached, her hips swaying from side to side. "What a tease," thought Sullivan. From that moment, he made a mental note; his men deserved a raise. Julie's thoughts were in turmoil, begging her urges not to spike as she got close. Amidst her worries, Julie missed the way he subtly assessed her every move, his calculating eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and something darker, more intense. As she stood before him, she felt both scrutinized and captivated, sensing the power dynamic between them shift ever so slightly.

He is rather dashing, so far so good. Please be the one I can grow old with.

Julie yearn for a lover and potentially become someone's wife. She almost gave in to the thought of dating other women and adopting a child if her condition remained.

The dinner table had a simple layout, there were plates for only two person. It made it easy for Julie to understand where her seat is. Adjacent to the man whom kept his gaze on her. Julie was beginning to feel shy, noting her conditions is normal, make her heart beat for the man. Sullivan was unaware of these internal struggle but what intrigue him is her eyes; oddly familiar to him.

"Hello, I'm Sullivan"

He spoke first to introduce himself.

"Hi", a meek reply.

Julie's soft spoken word made Sullivan chuckled before she was handed a marriage certificate to be signed.

A marriage agreement.

He knew she needed to understand her situation, Sullivan found himself carefully explaining his intentions. Unlike his usual self he would rather let them read for themselves, but for her is an exception it seems; he find it pleasant.

"Marry me and I'll promise you anything reasonable and within my capabilities. All I want is a child. You'll also be compensated."

Julie was shown a contract, she hated most was being conditioned as mother and father played this game the most like when they promise if she graduate they will buy her a house. If she stops crying mother will cook her ramen. If she stops staying cooped up in her room she is allowed 2 months holiday. Made her asked Sullivan an unexpected condition instead.

"Hold me in your arms, and kiss me. Then I'll think about it."

Sullivan's eyes narrowed slightly, the request catching him off guard. He was a man accustomed to power and control, not to emotional intimacy. However, he nodded, stepping closer to her. The room seemed to shrink as he closed the distance, his presence overwhelming.

He reached out and gently pulled her into his arms. His touch was surprisingly warm and firm, sending a shiver down Julie's spine. Sullivan paused for a moment, as if reconsidering, then tilted her chin up with his hand and leaned in. His lips brushed against hers, soft yet commanding, stirring a mix of emotions within her.

For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. The kiss was tender, but there was an undercurrent of intensity, a promise of the power he held and the passion he was capable of. When he pulled back, Julie found herself breathless, her heart racing.

Sullivan searched her eyes, trying to gauge her reaction. "Well?" he asked quietly, his voice a low rumble.

Julie took a deep breath, her mind racing. The kiss had ignited something within her, a spark of curiosity and unexpected desire. She weighed the implications of his offer, the contract, and the life she could potentially have.

"All right," she finally said, her voice steady. "I'll consider your proposal. But remember, this isn't just about business or a transaction. If we do this, it has to mean something more."

Sullivan nodded, a rare smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Agreed. This is just the beginning, Julie."

She caved and read the contract but noticed it had an expiry date. Julie was overjoyed to have stumbled upon a man with whom she could be physically intimate. The thought of Sullivan's desire for a child rekindled her own longing for a family, to experience everything naturally. However, there were some things she needed to address first.

Sullivan could not fathom his woman's thoughts, but the kiss and how soft she felt had made him feel more alive. He watched as she wrote her name beautifully at the bottom of the marriage certificate, then, to his surprise, she tore the document of the contract to pieces.

"I want to stay beside you, Sullivan," Julie said, her voice steady and resolute.

Sullivan felt a rare smile spread across his face. Her unexpected boldness and genuine spirit intrigued him even more.

"You have caught my eyes, it won't be easy for you to leave now, wife," he said, his voice tinged with admiration.