Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

After Sandro and Elle were done with the lunch, he proposed her for a stroll. Elle reluctantly accepted the offer acknowledging that it would give her a chance to see and know the insights about the castle. However she silently and sneakily stared at the clock and Sandro watch to calculate the hours. The woman wanted the day to end as soon as possible, so that with the new dawn she could have the hope of freedom. Elle walked towards the exit of the dining hall while all the other maids hurried to clean up the table and the hall. Since Sandro was a neat freak and back then during their cohabitation Elle used to do the chores for him, while he worked and fucked women around. Elle recalled each and everything she could about her past life with Sandro, and for some reason she was able to bring herself to pity him but she could not feel any loveable emotions towards him. Maybe she finally understood that the abusive love was not exactly love, but an unhealthy infatuation towards a certain person. Sandro had been constantly blabbering about the castle, while opening every single door of the room to show her inside. Whereas the woman kept on faking her smile to make him happy and assured that she was right besides him. “So, you can chose whichever room you like. Since we are not going to live under one roof, but I will be willing to give you some space. I’m happy as long as you are with me in his castle. And I get to see you ever day.” The man stated the permission which pricked Elle’ ears and she became relieved that for a few hours of nights she did not have to see his face. Sandro on the other hand was thinking differently, the man tightened the security outside though it was obvious Elle was not a fool to swim through thousands of miles. It was also unrealistic for her to survive through such constant swimming, but he feared that she might try to commit suicide by jumping off the cliff. The man too, deep down was aware that his so called love was abusive. “Really? Then I want to have the biggest one for myself!” Elle was genuinely happy with her statement, because she had lived with her foster parents who did not treat her well. She hadn’t seen much wealth and had to earn for higher education all by herself. Hence having a big ass room all to herself, she was elated and spoke to Sandro in a cheerful tone which masked her sadness a bit. However Elle was not a materialistic woman but seeing literally all the wealth of the world at her knees she was surprised. Her emotions in that moment were mixed but the lingering questions about Sandro’ identity still kept her disturbed that she wanted to solve that riddle at first before getting to know more about his dark sides. Elle took a step closer to him when Sandro chuckled softly and reached for her hand, he closed the door and pulled her to the arcade. The whole corridor was carpeted and the walls were dipped in red paint, the huge frames were hung on each wall with the whole damned lineage of the family displayed for her to witness. The lady walked slowly behind him as Sandro dawdled through out the arcade while blabbering again, he began to introduce the people to her assuming that now it was his responsibility to introduce her to his family. “And now… this is my brother, Lucas. You must have seen him reigning the highlights, he is the one who made me realize that I really loved you and I should try to approach and ask for forgiveness.” Elle stared ta the portrait of Lucas, which made her realize how big blunder she just committed by calling him. The lady suspected that Lucas was involved with her abduction and now that she had already called him, he might tell about it to Sandro. The new situation made her panic inwardly although Elle tried her best not to let any of her emotion surface on her face at that moment. She blankly stare at his portrait when the biggest question crossed her mind and made the woman jaw dropped over the realization. “If Lucas… this guy…” Elle turned towards Sandro with a disbelieving expression, she could not swallow the fact about his identity. But nonetheless she had to ask him directly to avoid any further mistakes during her so called stay in the castle. The woman felt that her heart might explode any soon and she would not be able to survive with the current blow. Elle could not speak the words which felt heavy on her tongue but somehow she managed to utter the words while stuttering. “If this guy is your brother, then are you the son of Mr Petrakis? Uh?” Sandro expected the very question from her but he was well aware that she was not a gold digger and definitely not after his wealth or status as Mrs Alessandro Petrakis. But it was him who wanted to have her as his wife and had been working hard enough to make Elle accept his proposal. The man turned towards her and saw her blank face, Sandro was amused with her reaction but he could see the lingering fear on her face with the increasing cold sweat on her temples. It pierced his heart after knowing that she had gotten even more afraid after knowing about his family. Sandro nodded without uttering nay word since he had nothing to explain, belonging to the Petrakis family was itself enough to say everything about him. The lady turned around immediately and shook off his hand, Elle ran back towards the room where she had woken up after being kidnapped. ‘How can you lie to me, Sandro? You hid so much about yourself, all this time…. all this time you have been toying with me. And now you are abusing your power to get me trapped into your abusive love! How dare you, you fucking jerk!’ Elle ran while clasping the hem of her lavender dress, her footsteps felt heavy but her pounding fearful heart did not want to stop before reaching the room.