Contract And Marriage

Maximus

Even with my friends, my mind was still on Sarina, which led to them constantly teasing me during our conversations. It was these idiots who brought a woman whose name I can’t even remember to our hotel room. That’s when they understood that I was truly serious about my wife when I scolded them. They thought I was still with Midori and had finally agreed with my grandmother’s wishes. I never told them about my marriage and contract, so I understand that they decided to tease me when I didn’t agree to meet them last night.

I couldn’t take it anymore, so, in the afternoon, I excused myself from them. My wife might be hungry, so I decided to go back to her to eat. But just as I turned towards the elevator, I saw her coming out with Jason. What was he doing here? Did Sarina tell him we were here, so he followed? Are they continuously seeing each other?

I clenched my fists in anger while watching them. I didn’t know whether I should follow them or let them be. Was I ready to see something I didn’t want to see? Was I ready to get hurt if that happened? I shook my head quickly because I knew I wasn’t.

I started to think things were improving between Sarina and me since she called me her husband. She wouldn’t say that lightly since it wasn’t in our contract either. So, the hope that had slowly been growing in my heart burst like a balloon and vanished.

I didn’t return to my friends because I didn’t want them to tease me even more. I was excited to introduce Sarina to them so she would know I was serious about her. But when she refused, there was nothing I could do. Was Jason the reason she didn’t want to come with me?Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I waited in our hotel room, feeling incredibly anxious. I was angry and needed to calm myself because I didn’t want to hurt her. Damn it! I wouldn’t care about her if she were any other woman. I didn’t expect love to feel this way, and it was sad because I felt it for the wrong woman who couldn’t reciprocate my feelings.

I paced back and forth in our hotel room, waiting until she finally arrived. It seemed like nothing happened between her and that man, but I was still angry out of jealousy, so I confronted her. It was frustrating to know she didn’t even try to deny it. Did she not care about my feelings at all? Yes, I would have been suspicious if she had denied it, but still, I didn’t know what I was feeling at that moment, so I decided to punish her in the only way I knew how.

I knew she was angry, and the last words I said before leaving her again in the hotel room were words I would stand by. Aries was right; she was my wife, we were married, and our marriage wouldn’t be annulled unless I decided to annul it. So it was up to me whether we stayed together or not. So Jason Satudez, or any other man who plans to take my wife from me, you will never succeed.

I went to the bar downstairs after leaving Sarina. She didn’t know how much I wanted her earlier. I punished her, but I also punished myself because I ended up pleasuring myself in the bathroom multiple times while thinking about how much she enjoyed it.

“Hi, handsome,” greeted a woman. This was usual for me no matter where I went. Many women approached me, especially when they saw that I had been drinking. I would have given her a sweet smile in the past, and we would head straight to one of the rooms upstairs. But now, only Sarina seemed to arouse me.

“What? You want a drink?” I asked, raising a brow.

“Yes,” she replied. And, of course, you,” she added. I looked at the bartender and signaled him to give the woman a drink too-not to score with her, but just to have someone to drink with because I knew if I sent her away, someone else would take her place.

And so, we drank together, and I didn’t even bother to learn her name until I felt dizzy. I had no idea what time it was because I could only think about Sarina, and I had no intention of calling her to let her know where I was.

I was slumped over at the bar, calling out my wife’s name, when someone lifted my head. “Handsome, don’t sleep on me.” I wish I could see my wife’s face, but it wasn’t, so I pushed away the hand touching my face. But she was persistent and held onto me again before kissing me.

Even though I was drunk, I knew what I was doing, and I knew she wasn’t my wife, so I gently pushed her away. I couldn’t blame her because that’s how women were here when they saw a handsome and wealthy man. Shaking my head, I was ready to turn away, but when I did, I saw my wife’s angry face. Damn it! Now, she was the one angry, and I was the one at fault. I had to woo her now instead of the other way around. Life really is something.

“Are you too drunk to go back on your own, or do you want to come to her room instead?” she asked. I was surprised because shouldn’t she yell at me like other wives? Did she really not care about me? Doesn’t she care seeing me with another woman and kissing? She was mad when Midori kissed me back in the hospital, so why is she not angry now?

She approached when I couldn’t answer, and then she tapped the hand of the woman holding my arm.

“Hey, he’s mine! I saw him first!” the woman exclaimed, glaring at Sarina.

“He’s my husband, he fuck me first, so back off!” she replied before helping me walk out of the bar. I was over the moon because of what she said. Is she proud that I was the one who took her? “Wait, did you pay for your drinks?” she asked, looking at me. I just smiled at her and didn’t answer. Would she pay for it? “You idiot, I don’t have money!”

“It’s okay; you can bring him to your room.” When I looked, I saw Allan’s grinning face.

“Oh man, she’s my wife, Sarina,” I said proudly, draping my arm over my wife’s shoulder. At the same time, she supported me on my waist.

“I can see that, idiot.” I laughed at his reply but got annoyed when he looked at my wife again. He doesn’t feel anything towards Sarina, right?

“Hey, your eyes here. I don’t like anyone looking at her,” I said possessively. “She’s only mine and no one else’s,” I added, hugging my wife tightly.

“Behave, Maximus, or you’ll going to get something from me later when we get in our room.” I straightened up because of what she said. “Please take care of his bill; I’ll tell him to pay you tomorrow.”

“Yes, no problem, Sarina,” Allan replied, smiling.

“Don’t say her name, you idiot! I’m the only one who can say my wife’s name.” I threatened my friend, who couldn’t help but laugh.

“Alright, man, go and get spanked by your wife. Remember, she caught you kissing another woman,” he said, still laughing. The idiot must have been watching us with the woman for a while.

I felt Sarina pulling me towards the elevator until we reached our room, and she laid me on the bed. I was dizzy and wanted to talk to her and explain about the woman, but I couldn’t. I vaguely felt her removing my shoes, socks, necktie, and then my shirt and pants. I was sleepy and dizzy, so I couldn’t reach for her hand when my wife got up from sitting beside me.

I wanted her beside me; I didn’t want her to leave, so I only managed to say, “I love you, my wife, please stay…” before I fell asleep.