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Chapter 5 Contract

  • Jean Verodine
  • “This is really good miss” Blake’s maid Romina said and I smiled at her. Now, I’m currently making pasta for me and Blake. I thought that I should do something to repay him for letting me stay here for awhile.
  • I let Romina tasted the food and she gave me a two thumbs up for it.
  • “It’s not salty right?” I asked her as I tried it again.
  • “It’s perfectly seasoned Ms. Verodine.”
  • “Don’t be too formal, just call me Jean.” I patted her shoulder and she nodded.
  • “What’s going on here?” Blake suddenly walked in.
  • “Making you dinner.” I said with a sweet tone to him and he looked at me shocked.
  • “Dinner?”
  • “Sit down.” I pulled him to the dining room and let him sit. I put the bowl of spaghetti in front him. He looked at it and then he looked at me.
  • “What?” I asked but he just looked at me blankly. I walked back to the kitchen and took one more bowl
  • “Mis- I mean Jean you forgo-“
  • “It’s for you.” I smiled at her and she looked at me touched.
  • “Thankyou for helping me.” I said and walked out from the kitchen. I sat across Blake and looked at the spaghetti excited.
  • “Where did my cold Jean go?” Blake asked and I looked up to him.
  • “You want me to go back to cold?”
  • “No but it’s incredible that you can change in a few hours.” He said.
  • “Eat, I’m starving. Tell me what you think about it.” I pointed the spaghetti with my fork. He started to dig in.
  • “This is weird for me.”
  • “You don’t like it? I’ll make you-“
  • “Not the food, it’s good but you.” He looked at me seriously.
  • “What about me?”
  • “You changed from cold Jean into sweet Jean in just hours. I like the fact that you agree to marry me but this thing is weird.” He gestured me and I nodded.
  • “I just want to repay you for letting me stay here.”
  • “You’re going to be my wife soon, you don’t need to repay me.” He said.
  • “Blake, I’m not going to be your real wife. I’m your puppet.” I stated the obvious fact.
  • “Jean-“
  • “You like it? What’s your favorite food? So I can cook it next time.” I asked and he looked at me weirdly.
  • “I’m still not use to this!”
  • “You’ll get use to this soon.” I said and we both ate our food. We rarely talked, after finishing all of the food. I walked to the kitchen with the dirty dishes and washed them.
  • “Jean, let me!” Romina ran to me and I chuckled
  • “It’s okay, just take a rest. I bet you’re tired already.” I smiled at her. After washing all the dishes, I walked out to the dining room and found Blake busy with his phone.
  • “Let’s make the contract.” I said and suddenly someone knocked on his door. Blake walked out from the dining room and I took a peek to see who came.
  • “Hey Blake.” There’s two dark brown haired guy greeted Blake, the one who wore dark blue suit quite look alike like Blake.
  • “Hey Aaron.” Blake hugged him briefly.
  • “How are you?” The other guy asked.
  • “Good, you?” Blake asked and they walked inside.
  • “Jean” Blake suddenly called me and I walked out. The two guys turned to me and Blake pulled me towards him. He put his arm around my shoulder.
  • “New girl?” Excuse me? The guy name Aaron said.
  • “My soon-to-be-wife Aaron, not a new girl.” Blake answered.
  • “First time seeing you bring a girl to your house.” The other guy said.
  • “I’m Jean” I introduced myself.
  • “Kenneth Domanco.”
  • “I’m Aaron Samuel, his cousin.” Aaron said and I nodded looking at them.
  • “Nice to meet you.” I smiled awkwardly.
  • “Nice to meet you too beautiful” Kenneth smiled to me winking.
  • “Don’t flirt with her!” Blake glared at him and Kenneth laughed.
  • “Here I am thinking that you will never settle down.” Ken said.
  • “I’m not, marriage contract.” Blake answered and my eyes widen. I looked at him and he smiled to me.
  • “We can be together after you and him done.” Excuse me? Do you think I’m a slut?
  • “I’ll beat your ass Ken, shut up!” Blake hissed glaring at him.
  • “Where’s the agreement and the complete file?” Aaron asked and Blake pointed at the table.
  • “On that table, take it and leave!” Blake hissed.
  • “In a hurry?” Aaron smirked at the both of us and I felt disgust right now. Boys like them always use girls to satisfy their needs. Boys are stupid.
  • “Shut up Aaron!” Blake pushed him so he can get the file that he wanted. Aaron got the file.
  • “Go!” Blake kicked them out.
  • “Rude much bud? See you next time okay?” Ken said and he looked at me smiling.
  • “Bye, have fun!” Aaron said and Blake closed the door to his face. We heard their laughs.
  • “Let’s make the contract.” I said coldly to him.
  • “Cold again? I like the sweet Jean better!” Blake protested and I rolled my eyes.
  • “Give me 2 papers and let’s make it on the dining room table” I said.
  • “Ask me nicely baby.” He held my shoulders and leaned to me.
  • “Just get the-“ I pushed his hands away from my shoulders but I got a kiss instead. He pulled me closer without stopping the kiss. He wrapped his arms around my waist securing me so I can’t go anywhere. I felt my system going insane, the warmness and the electrifying sensation roamed all over my body.
  • “Blake!” I pushed him but he still kept me in his arms kissing me.
  • “Blake!”
  • “Give me back my sweet Jean.” He stopped and looked straight to my eyes.
  • “Let’s write the contract” I wiggled out from his arms and walked to the dining room. He got the papers along with the pens.
  • “We both write the contract and discuss it right away to see if we agree to it or not” I said and he nodded. We both started to write the contract, I thought a lot of things about this.
  • “Done.” He stated and I looked up to him disbelief.
  • “Done? We just started!” I said and he nodded crossing his arms in front of his chest.
  • “Here.” I slid my paper to him as I finished everything. He passed his paper to me too and I started to read it.
  • “What the freak is this?” He bursted and I looked at him.
  • “What?”
  • “No sleeping in the same room, no kissing, no hugging. What’s with this contract?” He ripped my paper and my eyes widen because I didn’t expect that he will rip that into pieces.
  • “That’s what I want!” I hissed at him and he shook his head. I turned my head to the paper and my eyes widen because his contract was the opposite of mine.
  • “We’re husband and wife not a stranger.” He stated seriously.
  • “Fake, Blake. Add it everytime you said husband and wife with me.”
  • “Still.. We’re going to get married for real even though it’s all for a contract.”
  • “Oh boy.”
  • “So let’s make a new contract, future wife.” He smirked and I looked at him disbelief.