Ocean

They say that wounds that cannot be seen hurt the most. . .

It takes them the longest to heal. . .

And the scars they leave can last forever.

The next morning I went to work dressed in my best suit. Suit called- I'm ‚‚okay‚‚. It worked out for me that Jaxon didn't come to office today, so I didn't have to pretend in front of him that everything was fine.

Like I wasn't almost killed last night in the middle of nowhere.

Somehow, he could always smell my nervousness and see when I'm not really my own. Although he has never pushed me to open up to him and strip naked to the end. Unlike Kaden.

I'm waiting for you in my office after work.

I looked away from the phone and wrapped the scarf around my neck, getting up from my chair. I turned off the lights and taking one last look at my desk and office,  I left.

The night had already fallen by the time I found myself in front of his building. A skyscraper soaring into the sky, tearing through the thick, dark clouds inevitably heralded my fall from a great height.

The reception was empty. Looks like it's just him and me. With each step I took toward his office, my heart pounded and contracted like wild horse.

My future awaited me behind those massive, wooden doors and even though they were closed, I could see everything clearly through them.

My future was written down to the smallest detail. But there were things I didn't know. . . and the time will come when they will reveal themselves to me. We can never know everything.

I corrected my posture and without knocking opened the door behind which my savior sat in a dark room. The savior who saved me from the clutches of the enemy and who will soon quietly catch me in his.

''I came.''

His smile broke through the dark threads of the room.

"I knew you'd come before you knew it yourself."

I sat in a chair across from him, almost tossing my purse on the table.

"Let's finish this."

He turned his chair towards me, leaning on his elbows and tilting his head in my direction. He looked somewhat tired, but still equally attractive and desirable.

He smiled at me a little wickedly, his bright smile radiating from his face and acting hypnotizing on me. Get a grip girl.

"Honey, we haven't even started anything and you would like to finish it?"

He leaned back in his chair and reached for the table. The sound of door lock cracked, and after unlocking the drawer, he pulled out a leather folder and placed it in front of him. He placed both palms on the folder, looking me straight in the eyes.

"But the moment we start. . . you'll beg me not to stop. Believe me."

And then he winked at me. What an conceited asshole! He has such a high opinion of himself.

'' Listen Kaden, my clock is ticking. Let's finish this formal part, because I have a deadline. Literally DEAD- line. "

He smirked as he opened the folder.

"You need to sign this agreement which regulates certain rights and obligations that apply to both parties."

He handed the folder to me.  I pulled it closer and after I finally managed to take my eyes off his alluring features, I immersed myself in the lines of letters that lined up in front of me and wrote my destiny.

The contract was very concise. I will get half a million dollars immediately. During the pregnancy I will live in my own apartment, the gender of the child is not important and the part concerning child's care after the birth remains to be agreed in the future.

"This is a basic contract, we will establish other things later."

I nodded and continued reading, arching my brows in surprise.

"If I read it well, it says here that I have to be exclusive, but I don't see anything similar written for you.''

He looked at me with some sneer.

"No, it doesn't say anything about me. . . because that means that only you are not allowed to be with others for the duration of the contract. Just with me. "

"And you can be with other women?"

''That's right.''

I think I hit rock bottom.

"Why do you think I would want that? To share you with other women? "

In a fit of rage that was building up inside me, I fired like a shotgun. He wants me to be the other woman. . .the third, the fifth, who knows which one ?! What if I fall in. . . no.

'' You haven't even become mine, and you're already possessive. . . I like it. You have to understand that what is mine is only mine. . . ''

"And what is mine, can be everyone's?"

I interrupted him the moment he began his "what is mine" sermon.

He got up from his chair and began to approach me slowly. He spread some dark and mystical vibes around him, and I don't think he was aware of the influence he had on his interlocutors.

"You have to understand that it's just a way for me to ensure that you respect the agreement. I don't want to share the future mother of my child with ANYONE. I hope you understand that. "

"But that's why I need to share the future father of my child?"

Revolted by his words, I jumped out of my chair, facing him.

What is happening to me, why am I suddenly so struck by the fact that he may be with another woman? My throat tightened and dried with rage and nervousness, and I had a feeling that my vocal cords were tightening.

He smirked, because he probably saw the impact he had on me. He came even closer to me, making me take a few steps back until I felt the edge of the table.

I swallowed a lump in my throat, holding on to the table with my both hands.

"I like the way you mark your man as yours. Only yours"

He clung to me, and cupped my cheek with his palm, trying to kiss me. When I saw him tilt his head toward me, I moved mine to the side.

"Last time you didn't complain this much when you kissed me."

My heart was pounding in my chest like crazy, and the thought of him with another woman had not yet disappeared from my mind. He started to shower my neck with light kisses I closed my eyes from the feeling that was awakening in me.

He reached the corners of my lips and rubbed his lips lightly against mine. I opened my lips slightly and he took the opportunity to soak me up wildly, passionately and dominantly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, while he put his hands on my thighs and lifted me onto the table.

The kiss deepened and I rummaged my fingers through his short hair, digging my fingernails into his neck and clutching his shirt.

My mind was clouded and I didn't think about anything. At that moment, there was only him, me and our kiss, which drew us deeper and deeper into its whirlpool.

His manly hands slid expertly down the inside of my thighs, dragging my skirt up.

Without separating his lips from mine, with one stroke of his hand he threw the papers beside us, and they scattered like drops of summer rain around us, covering the floor.

Slowly he began to lower me to the table as his hands began to slide down my stomach.

'' Kaden I came. . . ''

A squeaky female voice echoed through the room and we both moved our heads toward the door. Jane's "twin sister" was standing in the doorway. Her bitchy expression remained the same as I remembered. And also a couple more of buttons on her shirt were unbuttoned and revealed more than I remember they did.

"Vera, get out."

Vera shot me a look and left. I'm definitely not on her list of favorites now, but It's like I care.

At that very moment I felt like I was the other and memories flooded my mind. ..  I had just sold my soul to the devil for a little more of this earthly life.

I pushed him away from me, coming down from the table and pulling my skirt down. He adjusted his shirt, with an irritating smirk on his face. We both breathed heavily.

I took the pen, signed the contract, and closed the folder.

"My money?"

He turned and picked up a black leather bag from the floor,  handing it to me. When I grabbed the handbag, he held it for a few more moments, looking me straight in the eyes and then he let it go.

"Your soul?"

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