"I will not tell anybody about our contract. Are you happy now?"
There was finally a smile on Freya's lips and Justin's happiness had no limits seeing the gay in her eyes. He took a long breathe that he did not know he held but stayed stoical. "One of my drivers will drop you home."

"I can take a bus and go home. You need not trouble yourself with it." Justin's happy features suddenly flared fire by her frostiness. If she had an option she wouldn't even spare him a look. He was sure of it. Eden was her first love and may be she still loved her husband.

"There is no trouble. You're mine from now on. You know that?" Freya's heart skipped a beat as her naked reality dawned almost burying her into the ground. She was soon going to marry a womanizer - a man who is stamped heartless and known to have affairs with various woman. But did she have any other rescue? She was in no way going to accept herself as his whore and so she has to suffer the consternation of his dirty hands upon her for the next two years.

Justin couldn't read everything through her eyes but he could assimilate she was in a terrible anxiety. "Do not worry about this marriage. Nobody in this world will know you're my temporary partner other than you and me." This time he did not touch her cheek though he wanted because he knew she despised his touch.

Making a heart of stone he continued. "You will enjoy all the luxuries of being a billionaire wife and at the end of the contract I will deposit a fair amount in your bank with which you can lead a dignified life for the rest of the days on earth. Are you happy now?" He wanted to confirm because seeing her in distress will hamper his night's sleep. Running his hand on her head to the bottom of her hair in affection he waited for her reply.

"That is not required." Freya tried to counter but Justin held his palm up, a gesture to stop speaking further. "Remember, to stay happy in this house, you will not counter my decisions. A driver will drop you at home and tomorrow I will pick you up at nine for the ring shopping."

"A ring?" Freya asked astonished. Justin only smirks. "Didn't you just say you wanted nobody to know this is contract marriage? So we will do everything following the custom." Without an intimation he pulls her to him and hugs her tight before kissing her forehead.

What Freya felt for Justin was more than repellency. He was a man with many woman, he indirectly forced her to this marriage but the pity is that she cannot share her pain with anyone in this world. She hated herself for getting entangled in the shit but she had no other way. Keeping her lips tight and holding her breath she stood there like a skeleton in his arms.

Justin gets a hint of Freya's distaste for him. He takes a step back and guards her features confirming his conclusion. "You need to accustom your body to my touch. Next time I hug you I should not feel like I am embracing a nonliving thing. I promised you to give you what you wanted and you promise to give me what I desire. Otherwise...." He chucks with a warning. "You do not know how dangerous I'm."

"Please, that won't be necessary. I...I will take care from now onwards." Freya bites her lip to arrest a yowl. "That's good, now hug me." He pulls her in his embrace. "Next time I see you, you should be ready for a kiss instead of standing there like an insensitive old hag, understand?" He roared on her face making her flinch.

Taking a deep breathe he closed his eyes once again in guilt for yelling upon her. Why can't I control my emotions? She was already a jelly with fright.

"This time I spare you from a kiss because you are unprepared." He tells her trying his best to sound normal. Freya breathed an air of relief walking to the entrance in hastiness as soon as Justin releases her. But to her misery she hears him again. "Aren't you forgetting something, my sugar?" Freya turns back and looks at him surprised. Is he bipolar. For one moment he is very angry like somebody killed his dog and the next second he is as soft as a mash mellow.

Is he a psycho?

"Won't you give me a goodbye kiss." Freya's eyes were wide in horror and Justin chuckles at her terror. Didn't he just say he exempted me from the kiss this time? She thought.

As though reading her thoughts Justin tapped his cheek with the finger telling Freya to kiss him there. Freya hesitantly walked to him and finished the deed in haste like she was getting burnt under the touch of his skin.

When she turned again a hand stopped her. Justin pulls her to him and holds her face in his warm hands. Pushing away the wild hairs from her face as he drinks every bit of her angelic form with his eyes. "Keep your lips tight." He tells her and bends his head planting his lips on her.

Slowly he moves the tip of his tongue on her rims. Freya closed her eyes dense and her hands formed into fists crumbling the skirt. The moment felt nothing but bring disgust into her.

First thing she does that night after she went home was scrub her lips with a liquid soap and sprinkle the mouth wash.

How long could Freya escape Justin's forced love upon her who just feels too familiar?

"You will report to me after you drop the girl home." Justin instructed the driver as it was too late for Freya to reach home.

Will love blossom between the young couple?