Chapter 6 Chapter 6 The crazy night

　　Zara came back to the villa in a state of despair. She couldn't forget Betty's words for a second. Her marriage was already a joke, and now it seemed even more impossible to continue this relationship. She thought about divorcing him. However, she immediately pushed away that thought as soon as it appeared in her mind.

　　She was married only for one month. If she divorced now, her mother would be heartbroken. And what about Solomon Grantham? That old man truly loved her. He had so much hope from her. He would never allow her to break this marriage so easily. As their marriage was only for two years, she made up her mind not to initiate divorce during this term. After all, Nicholas asked her to act as a good wife during this contract period.

　　After taking a quick shower, she changed into her pink cartoon pajamas. She called her mother and talked for a while before going to bed. But she couldn't sleep immediately. After tossing and turning for a long time, she finally fell asleep.

　　Ding. dong.

　　Zara just fell asleep when she heard the doorbell ringing. She was startled and jumped out of the bed. She was not sure what time it was, but she guessed that it was almost midnight.

　　'Is it him?'

　　She couldn't stop her heart from beating wildly when this question crossed her mind. He finally decided to show up. She began to bite her fingers and looked left and right, not knowing what to do.

　　Ding. Dong.

　　While she was hesitating whether she should open the door or not, the doorbell again rang. She flinched and rushed out immediately. She quickly opened the door.

　　Click.

　　However, her eyes went wide to see an unknown man coming inside supporting Nicholas. The strong smell of alcohol hit her nostril, and she raised her hand to cover her nose subconsciously. She looked at Nicholas up and down, completely bewildered. She wondered why he got drunk.

　　"Madam, sorry to disturb you at this hour. Boss is drunk. I thought about dropping him off at the apartment, but in this condition, I don't feel comfortable leaving him alone. So, I bring him here." Benjamin explained.

　　"I understand. Can you help me to get him to the room?"

　　"Yes."

　　Benjamin took him to the bedroom and laid him on the bed. He took his leave and walked out.

　　After closing the door, Zara came back to the bedroom and gazed at Nicholas dumbly. She didn't know what she should do with him.

　　Her heart was beating uncontrollably. This was the first time she was looking at him so attentively. He was quite handsome, a dream man of countless ladies. His nose was sharp, and his angular cheekbone carved down towards flinty jaw. His silky black hair was slightly disheveled, and a few strands fell on his forehead. His crescent-shaped eyebrows frowned a little. His eyeballs were moving left and right. He seemed uncomfortable.

　　After removing his shoes, she took off his blazer. She slowly untied his tie and unbuttoned three buttons on the top of his shirt.

　　He groaned and murmured something in his incoherent voice that Zara couldn't understand. She quickly rushed to the bathroom and dipped a towel in the water. She squeezed out some water from the towel and came back to him. She wiped his face, neck, and his hands.

　　He again murmured something, moving his head left and right. His breathing was becoming irregular, and his frown was getting deeper.

　　Zara thought he was still feeling discomfort. She didn't know what to do next. She pursed her lips and looked at him, contemplating something. After a while, she removed his belt as well as his shirt.

　　Just as she successfully took off his vest, he held her wrist and pulled her down. She fell on his chest and gasped. He wrapped his arms around her waist tightly and opened his eyes to look at her.

　　Zara's heartbeat was skyrocketed. She gawked at him, stunned. His deep blue eyes were spellbinding. Zara never made eye contact with him before. This was the first time she was looking straight into his eyes. She couldn't deny the fact that he had the most alluring eyes. Those blue orbs were like magnets that pulled her to them. She forgot everything at that moment and kept staring at him with her wide eyes. This handsome man was her husband.

　　Heaven.

　　She was attracted to him.

　　"Sasha."

　　He murmured this name, and Zara came to her senses. She felt like a bucket full of chill water splashed on her. Although she married him, his heart and soul were for another woman. She was nothing but a contract bride that he married due to family pressure.

　　She tried to get up, but he hugged her even more tightly, "Where do you want to go?" He asked in his deep enchanting voice.

　　Zara was a little flustered. It would be a lie to say that she was not afraid. She knew if she stayed in his arms a little longer, he would cross his limits, and she didn't want that to happen.

　　She squirmed and said, "Let me go." Her voice was as low as a whisper.

　　Within a blink of an eye, he rolled and pressed her under his body.

　　"Ah."

　　A scream escaped from her mouth. Her hands rested on his bare chest. Her cheeks turned crimson red, and she quickly retracted her hands.

　　"Let go of me. You are drunk. You should take a rest."

　　She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head.

　　"Sasha."

　　He again called the name affectionately. He lowered his head and kissed the sensitive part of her neck. Zara's breathing hitched up. A wave of shiver ran through her body, causing her hair to stand up from head to toe.

　　"I missed you so much." He whispered in her ear and bit her earlobe seductively.

　　Another wave of chill went through her spine, and her toes curled up.

　　"Ni- Nicholas."

　　She wanted to say something, but he shushed her, "Don't talk. Allow me to love you, baby."

　　He showered kisses on her neck and shoulder. She could feel his hands inside her top.

　　She squirmed harder, "Stop it. You are drunk. Don't do this. You will regret it when you get sober." She tried to push him away.

　　Nicholas stopped kissing and looked at her, "Why do you say that? I love you, Sasha. I won't regret loving you."

　　"I am not."

　　"ugh."

　　The remaining words stayed stuck in her mouth when his lips sealed hers. He was kissing her passionately. The heat was rising gradually inside them. Zara knew he was mistaking her as Sasha. She wanted to push him back, but his gentle touch and his sensual kiss were driving her crazy. She couldn't resist the desire and let him love her crazily.

　　When Nicholas finally stopped his movement and fell asleep, Zara shed her tears quietly. He took her first time, mistaking her as his beloved woman. Zara regretted not being able to control her desire. She was ashamed. The pain in her heart was far greater than the pain in her lower body. She was exhausted because of his torment. After crying for some time, she fell asleep deeply.

　　When she woke up, it was already the next morning. Nicholas was not on the bed. She sat up on the bed and looked around. He was nowhere to be seen. He left already. She felt a twinge in her heart. She thought he would say something to her. More precisely, she expected that he would apologize for what happened last night.

　　Meanwhile, her eyes landed on a small white pill on the side table. She frowned and picked it up to take a closer look. Her eyebrows furrowed when she realized that it was nothing but an emergency birth control pill.

　　How could he allow her to bear his child?

　　A bitter smile surfaced on her face. She swallowed the pill without water and reminded herself, again and again, to stay strong. She had to bear it until the term of the contract ended.

　　Avoiding the pain in her lower body, she went to the washroom. After taking a quick shower, she changed into a knee-length blue skirt and a white blouse. She had taken two days off from the office to arrange everything for Brian's surgery. However, today she had to go back to her work. She put on light makeup, applied nude lipstick, and held her hair in a high ponytail. Grabbing her bag, she walked out of her room.

　　Just as she came out of her room, a middle-aged woman came towards her. She was the head maid in this villa. As Nicholas did not stay in the villa, and Zara also stayed maximum of her time in her old apartment, the servants came only in the morning for the cleaning.

　　The woman greeted her, bowing her head a little, and asked politely, "Madam, did you take the pill?"

　　Zara was caught off guard to hear her question. But soon, she collected her thoughts and chuckled. Bitterness spread within her. She figured out that Nicholas had appointed her to make sure that she took the pill without fail.

　　"Tell your master not to worry. I have already taken the pill." As she said, she turned and left.

　　But before she could take a few steps, she heard her say again, "Pardon me, madam. I didn't mean to hurt you. Master has."

　　"You don't have to apologize." Zara glanced at her across her shoulder. "I can understand everything."

　　Her tone was harsh as her mood was sour. Because of Nicholas, her position in the villa became so low that even the servants could question her. If she showed her weakness, they would never give her face. So, she didn't talk to her politely and showed her arrogance. She walked out, lifting her chin high, but only she knew how shaken she was from inside. She lost all her hopes from this marriage. Now she was only waiting for the term to end.