FLASH MARRIAGE; CHARMED BY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE CEO - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: The Infuriating Contract

Amelia slipped on her pink stiletto heels which perfectly complimented her flattering dress. She opened the top drawer of her dresser and brought out the velvet ring box Blaze gave her, a gentle smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She carefully opened it and was about to bring out the pink diamond ring when she felt the intimidating and alluring presence of Blaze standing a few inches behind her.

Closing the ring box and placing it on the dresser, she lifted up her face to the vanity mirror in front of her, pouting at his mischievous expression.

“I never knew sneaking up on people is one of your many talents.”

“You will be surprised at some of the things I’m capable of.” He said with a grin.

Closing up the space between them and drinking in her enchanting beauty, he said in a deep husky voice that somehow left Amelia breathless.

“You look amazing, my future Mrs Amelia Anderson.”

Amelia’s cheeks slowly turned pink at his word. She liked the ring to her name and wouldn’t change anything about it. “Thank you.”

Blaze leaned closer towards her neck, his warm breath on his skin tickling.

‘Oh God, not again.’ Amelia lamented as she felt her sultry body responding to this sinfully handsome man with no regard for personal space.

“Can I…”

“No,” Amelia said almost immediately thinking Blaze wanted to kiss her on the neck. She turned around to face him and said in a stern tone.

“Can you please move back a little? I’m not done yet and we have to be at the civil affairs bureau by 9:00 AM.”

Blaze gulped down, stifling his desire to kiss this beauty before him, who had made things worse by turning around.

“Alright,” Blaze replied leaning closer, acting as though he was about to kiss her.

In response, Amelia shifted her head backwards, her butt pressing on the edge of her dresser. Her heart was thumping so loud in her chest as she spoke softly in a quivering voice.

“Blaze, what are you doing?”

Blaze moved his hand slowly as if he was about to grab her waist. But he ended up picking the velvet ring box.

“I was going to get this.” He pulled away from her, temporarily releasing her from his spell. He opened the velvet ring box and brought out the ring, an unreadable smile tugging at his lips. Taking her left hand into his, he carefully slid the ring on her fourth finger.

“There…it looks perfect.” Blaze lifted the back of her left hand to his lips and planted a soft feathery kiss on it. “Shall we?”

Amelia watched him walk away, her shameful body screaming for him to come back and finish what he started. She swallowed her saliva severally wishing he had kissed her on the lips instead of her hand.

“Are you coming?” Blaze slipped on his leather shoes and picked up the red folder from the bed where she left it.

“Huh…umm…yeah.”

“Meet me downstairs at the dining table. I’ve asked Sebastian to make us breakfast.” Blaze said in a more formal tone before leaving the room without sparing her a glance.

“What is this man doing to me?” Amelia felt frustrated at her needs. Pushing everything to the pit of her stomach, she hurriedly retouched her face and picked up her matching handbag before exiting her room.

Breakfast was eaten silently with both clueless lovers lost in their thoughts.

After the table had been cleared, Blaze brought out the divorced documents from the red folder with a silver ball pen and handed it over to Amelia.

“Quickly, go through it and sign.”

“Okay.” Amelia slowly flipped through the pages, scanning through the document for the terms and conditions. Her pupils dilated as she read through Blaze’s unrealistic and selfish conditions of being her husband.

“Do you have a problem with the conditions,” Blaze asked calmly, watching her expressions turn from cheerful to alarming.

“Yes, Mr. Anderson.” Amelia lifted her face from the document, equally addressing him in a formal tone. “I find some of these conditions extreme and unrealistic.”

“Tell me the parts you are comfortable with and the ones you find extreme.”

“Okay.” Amelia returned her attention to the document in front of her.

“I have no problem with the part that says, there will be no prenuptial agreement because I’m not interested in your wealth. I understand and respect the part that says I’m not allowed to meddle in any of your affairs or those of your family.”

“Concerning condition three, I find it amusing.” Amelia looked up from the document, her eyes brimming with determination. “You can be rest assured that I will never make the mistake of falling in love. After all, this is a business deal and not a romantic relationship.”

“Sure,” Blaze smirked. “I needed that part stated in black and white as I won’t be held liable for your emotions.” He maintained his official tone making Amelia wonder if this was the same man flirting with her a while ago.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t make that mistake,” Amelia said dryly. “Also, I have no trouble paying you every single dime you’ve spent on me at the end of the contract.”

“Minus gifts.” Blaze corrected.

“Yes…minus gifts.” Amelia concurred, spotting out that clause. “Although I have no plans of breaching the contract, a seventy percent compensation fee for all my assets is totally unrealistic. But that is not the only infuriating part. Why am I forbidden from entertaining any male friends during the contract since this is just a business deal? And what the hell do you mean by me performing my wifely duties aside from getting pregnant?”

“It’s very simple Amelia,” Blaze spoke in a relaxed and calm tone as if he was in no hurry.

“I am a very jealous and possessive man when it comes to my assets. I will ruthlessly deal with anyone who messes with it. So it will be in your best interest to keep away from any man if you do not want their death on your conscience.”

Amelia scoffed, not believing a single word of Blaze’s last statement. “You’re joking right.”

“No.” Blaze was unwavering in his calm tone. “Secondly, on the issue of performing your wifely duties, it simply means you will accompany me to every occasion, posing naturally as my wife. You will take care of my physical needs including cooking and…” Blaze intentionally paused, taking pleasure in the beauty’s rage.

Amelia’s hands slowly balled into a fist, her nose flared and her gaze darkened as Blazed finally dropped the last invisible slap on her reddened cheek.

“… pleasing me on the bed.”