Chapter 5 The Contract!

We got into my car and quickly drove to my future father-in-law's house. We arrived out front, and Dr. Miller was already waiting for me.

"Hello, Doctor. Sorry for the delay; I was dealing with something important."

"No problem! Is everything settled between both parties?"

"Yes, as I told you, I've worked everything out with her father. I asked if I needed to speak to her, and he said no..." I say, scratching my forehead.

"Then let's proceed. I've prepared the contract as you requested."

I knock on the door, and she opens it when she sees me. She furrows her brow and steps aside to let me pass, moving away from the doorway. I try to inquire about her father, but she doesn't respond. After a few minutes, her father, Mario, comes to the door.

"You can come in..." he says, extending his arm and indicating the entrance.

"Mr. Mario! Have you talked to your daughter already?" I ask, concerned.

"Yes, I have! She's aware..." he says, smiling.

"Because I assume she didn't like it much, did she?"

"Not at all, it's just a momentary thing. Don't worry. I've brought the contract."

"Yes!"

He leads us to the couch, takes the contract from my lawyer's hands, and begins to read. Lara doesn't appear in the living room, and I'm becoming increasingly worried about the situation. Mario reads everything and asks for explanations about some parts to my lawyer. Afterward, he takes the pen and signs.

"LARA! COME HERE, GIRL..." He raises his voice, calling her.

She comes with teary and red eyes. I believe she has cried quite a bit.

"Is it true, Dad? Are you selling me to this man?" She asks with a trembling voice.

"What is this, Lara! In front of the guests. I've told you that all of this is for our good, and besides, you will live like a queen, my daughter, right, doctor?" He asks, looking at me.

"Yes, that's right. I'll fulfill everything that's in the contract, and even though you'll have to sleep by my side, you won't be required to have any intimacy with me."

"But Dad, please, I don't want..." She is interrupted by her father.

"No 'buts.' I've already decided and signed. Now, you sign."

Lara takes the pen with trembling hands and starts to sign. My lawyer looks at me and says, "Miss, if you don't want to sign, you can't be forced."

"I am. My life will become a living hell if I don't sign," she says, completing her signature.

"There, Dad! It's signed as you wanted. Are you satisfied now?"

I see Mario take the paper and gaze at it with a gleam in his eye...

"Now, when do I get the money?" He asks.

"I've already brought a portion. It's here in this briefcase. All your debts will be paid as soon as we leave here, including the one you have at my casino."

"Oh! He owns a casino. Ugh, figures..." Lara says.

"Shut up! You know nothing. The money my daughter will receive will go into her account..." he tells me.

"No, sir. An account will be opened in her name, and only she will be able to make transactions. The money you asked me to deposit into your account will be yours, and I've also brought a portion in cash, which I've fulfilled and is in your hands. Lara will be responsible for helping you with anything you need, using the credit card I'll provide."

"Ah! I see. Then, welcome to my family, Mr. 'King'."

"Thank you! I'll pass all the wedding details through my lawyer, who will designate someone to assist you with everything."

She doesn't even look at me. I greet everyone, and we leave there. I glance sideways and see tears streaming down her face, while her father points and scolds her.

I say goodbye to Dr. Miller, who looks at me with pity, without saying a word, and he goes to his car. Then, Lucas and I get into my car, and Lucas comments right away.

"Man, you're in for a tough time with Lara. I believe she didn't like the arrangement at all."

"But Lucas, any woman in her place would be jumping for joy. She's going to acquire a small fortune for the years she'll have to spend with me, and I also don't think I'm a monster."

"Yeah, buddy, but she's not just any woman. You saw that she's different."

"But she'll get used to it. It's necessary. Besides, she's already signed the contract, and there's no turning back..." I say, resolutely.

We arrive at my house, and Lucas goes straight to the bar, pours two whiskeys, and brings them to the living room.

"Here, you're going to need many of these. Now, tell me about the amazing woman you met last night."

"Oh, my friend, she seemed like a hurricane, what a woman! I was blown away, and I never thought she could dominate me, but she put on a show in bed."

"Uii!" Lucas smiles. "You got dominated?"

"No, you goof. I let her dominate me. It's different, but I can say it was a great experience," I say, reminiscing.

"Wow! After you get married, no more adventures!"

"Who said that? I just can't let anyone find out. But can you believe I'll go three and a half years without sex? You must think I've turned into a monk, right?" I say, smiling.

We spend the rest of the day talking and drinking. Lucas says we're celebrating my wedding. Meanwhile, at Lara's house...

Lara Suzan Bitencourt

"Dad, how could you do this to me? You sold me without even caring about my opinion," I say, crying.

"Stop the drama, you spoiled girl. I secured your future, and you don't even thank me," he says, wagging his finger in my face.

"Dad, you're a heartless tyrant."

I see my father raise his hand and bring it down forcefully toward my face. It burns. I put my hand up. Again, he struck me. I suffer a lot from my father's abuse. Whenever he wants money for drinking or gambling, and I don't give it to him, he beats me severely. I accepted this contract because I know that this time, if I didn't accept it, he would beat me to death. If I made him lose this opportunity for easy money, as he himself says. Besides, in that man's house, I won't have to endure so much beating.

"What are you doing there? Go make my food," he raises his hand once again, as I run to the kitchen.