Chapter 6 I'm In Hell With The Devil Beside Me

It's Saturday evening and I'm in a luxury boutique. After Christian picked me up at my place, he brought me here. When I asked him why he brought me here, he just smiled at me.

I couldn't blink my eyes. I barely recognize myself seeing me in a white dress with short sleeves open back in the mirror in front of me in the fitting room. This is my first time wearing a dress like this. This dress is so pretty but too revealing for me. It shows my back as well as my thighs. If I bend a little, everyone can see my white panties.

Christian chose this dress for me to wear. I told him I didn't want to wear this dress and reminded me of the contract that required me to obey him.

I let out a helpless sigh and let go of my ponytail, letting my long blonde hair cover my bare back. I glanced at the door through the mirror as it opened. My heart races as I stop breathing for a second to see Christian walk in wearing a fine gray suit, white shirt, and gray tie and close the door.

I quickly turned around. "What are you doing here?!" I asked nervously, panicking.

I didn't hear the reply. He just kept gazing at me. His eyes sparkled devilishly as they examined me from head to toe. I felt embarrassed and felt even more nervous under his gaze.

I struggled to calm my racing heart as he walked over and stood before me. "This dress suit you very well," he said in a raspy, lustful tone. I avoided his eyes, as I couldn't stop my cheeks from blushing.

A devilish smile crossed his lips, watching me. Then he shifted his gaze from my face to the mirror behind me. "You really have a nice ass," he said into my eyes. There was lust and teasing in his voice and eyes. His eyes told me he was eager to squeeze my ass, and it pissed me off.

"And you really are an asshole," I said, trying to stay patient.

He wasn't mad at me, but chuckled. He drew closer to me with his eyes fixed on mine. Somehow, my upset suddenly disappeared under the gaze of his beautiful, gentle blue eyes. "Let's go now or we'll be late," he said.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked, curious.

"Doing your first job," he said simply and smiled. He then took my hand, tugging me after him out of the room without giving me a chance to ask more.

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After nearly 10 minutes of driving, we arrived at the fancy restaurant where we first met. We sat on the same dining chairs as last time. The difference is that now I'm sitting next to him.

"Can you tell me why we here?" I asked him impatiently.

"You are about to meet the woman my grandpa introduce to me. I will introduce you to her as my girlfriend. All you have to do is quiet and smile," he replied casually.

"Why didn't you just tell me earlier?!" I asked in an upset and he responded with a teasing smile.

As the hostess, along with a woman standing near our table, we shifted our gaze to them. The woman was so beautiful and elegant in a luxurious short black dress.

"Here you go. Your waiter will be by in a moment to get your drink order," the hostess said to the woman before she left.

Christian smiles gently at the woman, who is looking at us with a confused look on her face. "Please have a seat," he said, pointing to the seat opposite him. After the woman sat down on the chair, she then asked, "Who's she? Why is she here? This should be our date, right?"

Christian gives her another gentle smile. "Let me introduce her to you. She is Vivian. She is my girlfriend," he replied casually. As he nudges my arm, signaling me to smile, I smile widely at her.

Her eyes bulging in shock, anger. "What do you mean, she is your girlfriend?! Your grandpa said you are single, that's why he introduced you to me!"

"I was single until last night. Me and her met at a nightclub and we had sex all night long and it ended with her being my girlfriend," he said, then he furrowed his brows in dislike. "Tsk! Grandpa lied to me. You don't have big boobs and you have a bad ass. You're really not my type."

I almost dropped my jaw with my eyes wide open, looking at him as I couldn't believe he could say that. As I turned to the woman, I turned into a frightened cat. She was so angry she looked like she was going to explode.

She stood up from her chair. My eyes open wide in shock as she slaps Christian on the cheek. "You asshole!!!" she yelled, made everyone look at us. She picked up a glass of water on the table and splashed it on his face and on mine.

I become a statue, just my eyes lids blinking rapidly, matching my heart rate while Christian smiles casually, like this has happened to him a lot. As the woman walked away in anger, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaning his back against the chair. He ignored all the eyes that looking at us. Then he looked at me. "Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?" he asked, smiling with his face still wet.

I closed my eyes, trying to stay patient as I wiped the water off my face with my hand, then I looked at him. "I'm not hungry. You just eat. I'll leave now," I said, smiling, with smoke coming out of my nose and ears. I stood up from my chair and took a step. I would explode like a bomb if I were still here with him.

After I heard him laugh, he stood up from his chair and followed me out of the restaurant. I soon regret agreeing to be his fake girlfriend. I truly wish I had never met him and aunt Clara and Molly didn't believe in Merlin so I could live my life in peace. These three months will be hell for me.