Chapter 8 8 The kiss

Walking up the stairs onto the Jet, Estella had to bite her lower lips to restrain herself from giggling aloud. Funny enough, she feel like she should feel every part of the jet's body to be sure it wasn't a kinda new hallucination. In her either life, she had never come close to a plane or Jet much more than climbing it and would definitely ride it.

A wide smile spread across her already red face as she got into it and began to admire the inner beauty. Unlike a stern and cold man like Tyler, she never expected to see everywhere black with decorations of black roses which are actually her favorite.

At a point, Estella wants to believe all these are real and not a random Billionaire she had held in her heart asking her to marry him under contract. The black decorations had almost the same vibe as Tue black gown she wore.

Till now, Estella felt strange how such a small piece would be so expensive and plain. So dedicated, like it was only originally made for her. Every bit of the sewing by the tailor, the way it revealed her curves, especially her natural tit-up boobies.

Her most charming smile too didn't leave her face until she moved inside where it looks like she is meant to go and her heart dropped. She literally saw a huge portrait of herself in a random evening pink dress.

"Wow!" Estella gasped as she moved closer with her dry mouth still open "This can't be happening! Holy smoke!!!" She placed her small hands on her face to stop her from screaming.

At first, Estella wanted to just make herself believe that it's all part of the preparation of making them seem deep in love. She felt Tyler just called an artist to draw her and paint her dress a random color. It's just so creepy how she realized how she had felt being watched at some part of her.

The reason she had felt paranoid and followed all her outside life has just been revealed silently to her and all she could do was keep quiet.

"Love it?"

Not just that She literally screamed, Estella moved back with her palms on her soft chest as she bumped into someone behind her.

"You don't need to sneak up on people like that because you are rich too," Estella said through clenched teeth as she turned to see Tyler in his most plain face "At times I wonder how a handsome man like you is planning to be a freak" she adjusts her dress looking elsewhere from his face.

Tyler didn't say any more words, he just let out a small sound from his throat and took a seat which is beside where he stood. His cold expression closely monitored his wife to be as she quickly picked her hair, fill her small mouth with air and let them go out slowly from the small opening she had made from her lips.

So far, in just a few hours he had spent and watched her get dressed, Tyler had noticed that as the technic Estella uses to relax and switch moods. It obviously got proven as her once angry face turned into a cute smile as she took her seat opposite him.

With the way they stared at each other in silence, It's obvious that Estella is avoiding staying close to Tyler where he had patted. His palm kept tapping on the chair gently until the poor girl had to groan rather loud and move towards him.

"Only Norman knows about the deal" Tyler whispered as he wrapped his arms around her and moved her close "To the eyes of the rest people in the world, you are my loving wife, which you are" he ended with a sly smile.

Awkward!

Estella didn't even know how to react to his touches as she and her body have different minds. A small part of her wants to believe there what she is feeling is actually real. The sense of belonging, the current passing through like they were real and with his arms wrapped around her...

The same huge and strong arms that were wrapped around her when she woke up at the hotel in his strong grip. The way she had felt protected and loved, the feelings of finally having someone to get your back but sadly, he just stood behind her not knowing how wife to be is one of the random girls he had had sex with maybe in his drunken state.

"You look weird, Babe?" Tyler said.

He couldn't even tell if it was meant to just be a statement or a question. Obviously, they can't keep calling themselves by their real names when they want people to believe that they are in love.

"I know, I have had one role like this in a long time" Estella suddenly smiled at him as their gaze locked for a while "Let's just make it simple as many couples and call ourselves 'babe'?" She suggested, "With my little knowledge in acting, the name doesn't really matter. It's the face" she added.

Her tongue ran over her lower lips, licking them along with the red lipstick she had applied. Luckily, Estella didn't get to lick it all before she turned white and stared dread into Tyler's eyes.

"I don't often do this" Estella smiled.

Again, Tyler let out only a small noise from his throat as he moved his attention to the huge portrait ahead of him. His gaze soften as he studied every bit of the picture, the expression was just everything and priceless. Even if he gets the most expensive jewelry for Estella, it would surely get rusted in its box while he still never gets the expression again.

It was a sunny day with a wide wind. The wind kept tossing Estella's hair, moving it to her mouth and eyes that she struggled to concentrate that evening in the grand opening of the hotel she was at.

As usual, Estella had a very little amount of makeup on her face which was just her nude lipstick, mascara, and powder. Her nails weren't as long as many girls would have them, it was pink, not too short, and perfect.

Immediately the giant scissors was been used to cut the ribbon on the entrance open, and a great wind moved. It seemed obsessed with her that it took the yellow dress she was wearing almost over her waist leaving her to quickly improvise by putting her thighs together and holding down the places she could.

Her dull face lit into a beautiful smile as her hair tossed over her face and there went the photographer. Taking picture of a bored girl at one of her extremely stressful ushers who got lively after the wind had chosen to become obsessed with her and almost show the world her lovely black lingerie.

"This is a picture of me three years ago!".

"It's a random picture from the internet," Tyler said quickly "You much have uploaded it somehow" he shrugged.

Estella scoffed "I won't be able to when my heels were killing me and I had no idea this picture was even taken" She turn to look at Tyler's face, closer, closer than their face could feel each other's warmth "I never found it on the net and the only thing I..." She gasped loudly "You! It was your grand opening of...".

Such a blissful moment as Tyler's lips smashed on Estella's kissing her as he had always wanted to. His palm went to the back of her head as he pulled her closer, taking what he had developed his great obsession with.

"You!"

He barely gave Estella time to breathe as he covers her mouth in more devouring kisses, shutting off what she might have had in mind.