Chapter 7

• Mary's POV
• "Really, you don't know what we are going to do here?" He asked.
• "I meant I was hoping to go to the kitchen and prepare something to eat."
• "You'll stay here!" He said. "Wait for me." I swallowed the lump in my throat. He stormed out of the room, I wondered what he was up to. I waited for him as I laid on the bed for a while breathing a sigh of relief. While he's yet to come, I will rest on this soft, comfy bed, I told myself.
• I didn't know how I just drifted into a trance when I felt a tap on my shoulders. "Wake up, I made something for you." I immediately rose with shock. I wasn't expecting him to be back so soon, but it might have been so long, who knows?
• "Awww... Thanks!" I blushed, turning to see the tray of food placed before me. "But you're the prince, I mean I could have gone to get it for myself, to save you from the stress." He sat directly opposite me, staring at me. His eyes got into a charming mood, his pupils dilated, his lips widened a bit with what seemed to be a close grin.
• "Eat!" He muttered, not saying anything further.
• "You haven't talked about the contract?" I drove into the main topic as I carefully picked my first portion of the vegetable salad and the rice with my fork.
• "Finish eating first!" He said.
• "Oh," I got reluctant as he was watching me, his charms watching over me making me act naive. I saw as he got the fork from me. He began to feed me. It was getting too intense for me that I could no longer keep to myself and pretend as though nothing was happening.
• "Are you still aware I'm not your mate?" My voice was meek and tender, I curled up my eyeballs to one side, making me look cute as I sensed and not too serious.
• "Mary, I need you as my mate even though you're my mate's sister. I've now gotten into a mess, I can't continue with Lucy as she has made a mess of herself."
• "But...."
• "But what?" He scolded.
• "Nothing! Never mind." I just hope I didn't make him angry. Nevertheless he kept feeding me till I finished the food, I rested on the back rest for sometime, he took the plates back. I closed my eyes, heaving heavily with satisfaction. He returned swiftly.
• Walking gently, he climbed the bed by my side, shifting close to me. Once again heat descended on my body, my pussy began to itch, my nipples hardened.
• "What kind of man could have this powerful effect on me without even touching me?" I wondered. I had a glance on him, suddenly he slowly began to advance his hand towards me, they fell on my hips. I moaned, I began to enjoy it.
• Without expecting, he took it away in a swift manner.
• "Huh?" I stared at him with surprise.
• "What?" I don't know if he was faking it or not but he acted like he didn't know what just happened. Hearing me make this sound immediately he took his hand away should tell him I long for him.
• "We need to keep things formal."
• I swiftly turned, my eyes met with his. That deep question tag laid in my gaze. "What do you mean?" I thought he was the one asking me not to behave in such a way that would make people think we are not together, that perhaps I'm his mate's sister or is this only applicable when we are out there in the public?
• While these thoughts were ravaging in my mind, he was sternly glaring at me. I felt bad if this is what he's trying to say.
• "What I mean is let's sign a contract first to bind us in this union, before we start anything."
• "Ohh," my eyebrows arched. "I'm sorry, I didn't really get you but now I have." I nodded my head several times. He gave a brief grin. Rising from the bed, he walked over to the main table at the extreme part of the room. I was watching to see what he's up to. He pulled over the drawer and took out a phone, he quickly dialed some number on the screen, then brought it close to his ears.
• "Hello," at once my ears became inclined to hear what he was going to say. "Mr Harry," he called.
• "Who's Mr Harry?" I wondered.
• "I will be needing you in my estate in the next one hour. I need you to draft out a marriage contract agreement for me and my mate." I blinked in awe.
• "Who's your mate?" My lips curled up with amusement, I clapped mutely with a smirk but all these I was doing out of excitement. I didn't mean it as it seemed.
• "Okay," he hung up. His gaze returned to me. "That's my lawyer, he will bring the draft of my contract soon, you check it, then sign." The way he sounded, it seems I have no choice here.
• "I gave him a look of doubt?"
• "What if there's a clause I can't keep up with?" I asked.
• "We will talk more about that when the lawyer arrives."
• With this, I wished for him to come lie on the bed with me, my heart was beating so hard at this probability. "What if he has somewhere to go but I really need him o."
• In a flash, I saw as he dropped on me gently. "If you need me, tell me. Don't be afraid." I grabbed the bedsheet firmly as he came closer, soon my eyes were closed.
• I felt his rod brushing over my groin. Moans were gonna pull out from my mouth, but I folded my lips, suppressing my moans. It was so tensed up, the bed warmed up with him finally laying his head on my boobs.
• "Hmm," he gave a sigh of relief. I couldn't wait.