Chapter 8 The Deal
Natalie’s POV
My jaw started to hurt, but Rafael did not pull his hand, he kept looking deeply in my eyes. His face hovered so close, his thumb grazed my lower lip, touching it very slowly, and unawares he pushed his finger between my lips!
I felt as though I had been ensnared, intoxicated by his gaze, his scent, and his proximity.
How can a woman possibly push away the man she loves when he’s this close, tempting her beyond measure?
My gaze lingered on his face, while his eyes remained fixated on my lips.
Suddenly, he sprang to his feet, as though jolted by electricity! He swiftly moved to the farthest point from me and stared out of the window.
Confusion swept over me, leaving me at a loss for words.
“You cannot engage in a sexual relationship until we annul this marriage,” he declared, his tone commanding.
It was the first time he referred to it as marriage. Previously, he had called it the contract, the agreement. Despite his commanding tone, I found myself questioning his authority. After all, he had his life with Debbie. Why should I be the one to halt mine?
I fixed my gaze on his broad, muscular back and challenged, “Isn’t it my life too? You don’t expect me to put my life on hold, do you?”
He turned around to look at me, raising an arrogant eyebrow and demanded, “You can’t stay without sex for just six months!”
I couldn’t quite grasp why I felt the urge to challenge him.
“Can you?” I retorted, almost as if we were discussing the weather rather than such a sensitive topic!
His eyes grew darker, but he maintained his distance. After a brief pause, he proposed, “Let’s make it a deal then. I won’t touch any other woman, and you won’t allow any other man to touch you.”
A shiver raced down my spine, and the flames of desire for him intensified within me. I never anticipated we would broach this topic.
“Alright, I suppose I can manage without it for six months,” I teased him, relieved that he didn’t know I was still a virgin!This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
He balled his fists, poised as if to strike. Through gritted teeth, he hissed, “It’s not appropriatefor a young lady to return home after a night out wearing a man’s trousers.”
I almost forgot that I was still wearing Daniel’s clothes.
I felt awkward, but I simply replied mockingly, “I just took your fiancee’s advice and looked for a man.”
I was trying to make a joke, but from the expression on his face I can tell that he didn’t take it well!
He gave me a strange look I couldn’t explain. Yet he said in a neutral tone, “You got tired yesterday, you can take this day off of work”
I didn’t want him to know about my true feelings for him. I need that friendship between us to continue.
So, I decided to break the ice and headed towards him, caressed his cheek and mumbled, “It was my duty as a friend, Raf. I’m willing to prepare your wedding party too.”
He took my hand off his cheek and kissed it. Then, he said sarcastically, “Okay, dearest friend”
Why do I feel that physical contact has increased between us? We had barely shaken hands since I became an adult!
When I got back to the dining room, grandma told me that Daniel had left. I let out a sigh of relief.
I sat down to eat. I didn’t eat well for almost two days.
Aunt Tobi started asking me, “who is the guy? He seems a good man.”
“You’re twenty-two years old honey, you should think of marriage” grandma said, patting me tenderly on my hand.
There is no doubt that Aunt Tobi and Grandma are still thinking like in old days. The woman should find a man for herself before her late twenties or the train of marriage will miss her!
I stood up and covered my grandmother’s back in a small hug with both hands. I love her so much, it’s true we’re not related by blood, but I feel like we are.
“I don’t want to bind myself to one man yet, I need to take some freedom and explore the world.” I chuckled.
I can’t say I love someone who doesn’t love me back! Someone who already has a fiance.
I heard a throat-clearing sound. I turned around to see Rafael leaning on the door frame. He was standing to say goodbye to my grandma. It has been a habit he does every day before he goes out since he moved in.
I stepped aside to make room for him to come close and kiss my grandma. He kissed her and was about to go out. The space between the wall and my grandmother’s chair was not large. So we were standing very close together behind her, our shoulders were touching. He placed his palm on the end of my back and the beginning of my butt. I froze, and he said nonchalantly to my grandmother, “See you in the evening, Grandma.”
When he came out, he pressed his body against my back. I thought all of this happened accidentally at first, but when he slapped me on my butt, I realized he did it on purpose.
‘Bastard!’ I screamed in my head.
He didn’t even bother himself to look back at me. Moreover, he ignored me and left in that simple.
‘Bastard’, I yelled again.
I felt dizzy, and got mad at him.
But I decided to ignore him back. I know he did that intentionally to make me angry.
I decided to take this day off from work at the spa. I headed to my room and called Fillo and Rebeka to book an appointment at our favorite SPA together and enjoy relaxation.
But a message was delivered to my phone from a strange number;
[How about we having dinner tonight?]
A second later, I received another message:
[When I found out that you’re single, I regretted the wasted chance! Daniel]
How did he get my number?
I replayed immediately; [Come to pick me up at seven p. m]
I have to keep the suspicions away from the truth about my marriage, so I will agree.
An hour later, I picked my things up and went to the spa to meet my friends there…