Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

The whole hall became silent at once when the tea cup fell from her hands and crushed against the marbled floor.

"My apologies, ladies and gentlemen. My hand slipped."

Mrs. Jones gave a sinister smile which didn't go unnoticed from the woman standing at the corner of the hall.

"It's alright, sister."

An elderly man responded to her with a slight pat on her shoulder while the woman stayed sitting in the chair. The new year gathering had brought all the Lancaster family members together. No doubt the aristocratic family had a big bunch of members of all ages.

All were respected and well known in their particular streams of business, banking and shipping. While the noble ladies were occupied in conquering the fashion and entertainment industries.

In the midst of all rich sharks stood Nathalie Lancaster the youngest sole heiress who was supposed to inherit all the wealth. An illegitimate child born out of a maid who died during childbirth, she was not favoured by anyone nor her useless father.

"Hoho, call that useless thing to clean this mess."

Saikus Lancaster, her uncle, spoke in a ridiculing tone while he objectified the person he intended to call.

Nathalie didn't say a word to avoid the unnecessary mess which wouldn't add anything good to her part. But she cast a look at her father Boris Lancaster who also didn't bother to stop or rebuke his elder brother from spouting those words.

'Tsk these old farts!'

Nathalie pursed her lips and gulped down the wine while she stood in the right corner of the huge hall. All of the anxious eyes skimmed through the hall and landed on her with disgust and an insulting expression.

She knew what was coming and Nathalie didn't like it even a slightest bit. The wooden door parted its mouth and a handsome young man with a toned torso and muscular build entered the hall.

'Tsk there he comes without dignity and shame as usual.'

She eyed the man who had the tendency to make every woman fall on her knees. But Nathalie didn't have any slightest attraction towards his pretty face.

"You...come here immediately!"

Saikus yelled at him and gestured to the man to approach him. Lucas walked towards him with his head glued to the ground and in a calm posture.

"Here, clean this mess!"

Saikus gestured towards the spilled tea with his foot expecting Lucas to bent down to clean it. And up to his expectations the man unhesitantly knelt and took out a small towel from his pocket and began to wipe off the floor.

No one in the hall pitied him or bothered to stop the man from doing such a humiliating task. After all he was the son in law of the Lancaster family, the husband of Nathalie.

She was supposed to choose someone to marry immediately if she wanted to inherit the wealth of her father. Thus, the cunning woman picked up some random beggar from the street and married him.

Well, what one would expect from a beggar!?

The elder man stared at him with a smirk but his ego wasn't satiated with that, he never liked the patience and 'do not say anything' attitude of Lucas.

Saikus wanted to crush his hopes and to break the patience of that guy so he could finally get a reason to kick him out. Well, of course not only Lucas but Nathalie too because after they both were gone all the wealth will be his.

He was aware that Nathalie wasn't a weak target but her useless good for nothing husband was a puppet. Saikus intentionally titled his hand and spilled the hot tea which fell on his hand and burned the skin. Lucas flinched and immediately pulled his hand without causing a sound.

'Hah! Even pain can't make him behave like a human.'

Nathalie didn't care about him from the beginning but she looked forward to him standing up for his rights. Nathalie kept rooted in her place watching that Lucas was finally done with the cleaning.

The man didn't seem professional in the task that the cloth unintentionally touched the expensive shoes of Mrs. Jones. The woman burst out infuriated as she threw the red wine over his face.

"Are you insane!?"

The old woman shot up from the seat although her rash act satisfied Saikus (her younger brother's) ego.

"Do you even know how expensive these shoes were? Even your six months of salary cannot afford to buy it."

She turned towards the elderly man who was sitting in the middle of the hall on a rocking chair. Mr Lancaster, the old man of the family and father of Mrs Jones, Saikus and Boris....although the man was old but held the reins in his hands.

"Look father, he ruined my shoes...what kind of servants are you keeping?"

She complained with a puppy expression which didn't suit her obese figure and extremely makeup caked face.

"Enough!"

Mr Lancaster lifted his cane and banged it against the floor to stop all the chattering and muffled laughter in the hall.

"Lucas, go away if you are done."

He ordered the man who was apparently drenched in the wine, Lucas stood up and bowed to the old master.

The useless son in law turned around and cast a brief look at Nathalie without even bothering to skim across the hall. Lucas seemed to be sure as to where she would be standing and gave off a keen look at her disappointed face.

He let off a sinister smile and raked through his sleek black hair while the wine drops dripped down under his shirt. Nathalie could see the white shirt getting pink throughout his exposed torso.

The sight made her nearly choke over the freshly poured wine as her sinful eyes trailed from his penetrating silver eyes towards the sharp jaw.

'Bruh, he's doing that good looks charm again.'

Nathalie scoffed inwardly upon his annoying act although she didn't like him but something always stirred her heart whenever he saw her like that.

Lucas walked out of the hall heading straight towards the back of the villa. The slanting sunlight greeted him to dry the shirt while Lucas fished out his cellphone from the pocket.

"Hey, Mark, make some arrangements to abduct somebody."

A dark expression graced his handsome face as Lucas put the phone back and stared heaven wards with determination.

"I will win over you Nathalie, just wait and watch how you will fall for my game."

He sounded different from the aura he had just presented in the hall. Meanwhile Nathalie was standing behind him with a stunned expression and disbelief was in her eyes.

She stepped backwards to leave but the feeble sound of her heel against the stone snagged his attention. Lucas immediately turned around and saw her standing with a guilty expression which was mixed with disbelief.

'Gosh why did I even come out to steal a look from him!?'

Nathalie scolded herself inwardly for showing her emotions in front of him but she immediately composed herself.

'I presume she didn't hear anything or she would have been holding my collar by now.'

Lucas had known her well by that time and was aware of her personality shifts. They both stood there in an awkward atmosphere while the sexual tension rose between them.

Lucas lunged towards her and within a jiffy her waist was embraced in his hands. He pushed her and Nathalie was tucked to the wall at the back of the villa.

'She smells wonderful.'

His lips were just a few inches away from kissing her neck while found herself surrendering the temptation.

"You!? What are you doing?"

She felt her heart racing faster and beating in the ears but she didn't want to share a bed or to love a poor guy without any status, money and name.

Lucas stepped back instantly releasing her waist and without waiting there for any moment he dashed inside.

Seeing Mr Rhodes' condition she gulped and typed something on the keypad. "Room number four, left from here, sir." The tension in the atmosphere grew even more. "Thank you." Mr. Rhodes wiped off the drops from his temples. It wasn't that hot anyway. Listening to that Nathalie headed towards the indicated direction leaving the girl dazed. Who let out a sigh and leaned on the desk to watch her going.

"She was giving me creeps, man!" Mr. Rhodes opened the door for her as Nathalie headed inside. Mr. Miller standing beside the bed with his arms folded back on butt and Bluetooth in his ear, dressed in a grey suit, he was also one of her human - robots!

"Nathalie, my child." A feeble voice fell into her ears as she looked towards the old handsome man who was laying there as a patient surrounded by tubes and an oxygen mask. The once arrogant austere power reduced to nothing but soft rasps of breath, well which of course was a planned scenario.

Nathalie waved to Mr. Miller and her grandpa' assistant went out and everyone followed too. She sat by the bed. "Grandpa it's twice this month now, why are you doing this?" She questioned her grandfather in a low voice holding his wrinkled hand.

"What can I do, Nat? Perhaps my time is coming up." The man chuckled pretending to be even more sick and he had been doing great at that. "Don't say that grandpa, you are going to live fifty more years. It's all because of your upset diet and the stress." Her voice which was unmoved earlier without any warm emotions, now had turned soft and eyes filled with tears.

How could anyone control herself in that moment!? "You know the reason, Nat. Why don't you agree? Do you want me to die taking stress and worrying about you?" The old man's voice rose a bit as he paused and again continued.

"The doctors have told me that I got a minor heart attack this time. But Nathalie, if you continue to go like this alone I will surely die off soon." Nathalie let out a loud sigh as that wasn't happening for the first or second time. "Grandpa, you know when mum died giving birth to me, all I had after her was you. We both were for each other. You taught me everything, loved me, gave me what I wanted. You brought up me like I am your only son."

Nathalie' voice had utmost respect and love for the old man, which even his own sons and daughters didn't have. "I molded myself into a successful business-woman. I wanted to make you feel proud. From the start till now it was only you and me. You are my priority but I'm sorry grandpa, but I can't marry leaving you alone and causing.... complexities in my relationship."

She placed a lousy excuse in front of him which Nathalie knew herself too that it won't work at all. "I know you worry about me, my child. But as a woman you have to get married. As you said I'm your priority then you should obey me. Please marry."

"But I never met him, nor anyone has seen him, he keeps his profile low and is rumoured to be a playboy."?" She tried to reason out playing the last card. "Mr. Diego will not. Marry him, Nat." The old man tapped her hand gently as he looked at her expecting an agreement.

"Take care of him." He nodded and she walked towards the entrance. Mr. Rhodes followed her. Reaching the car she let out a deep sigh and turned to her secretary. "Mr. Rhodes, you can have a leave now. "Granddaughter. "Please grandpa, I'm married to my work. We will talk about this later. You need rest."

She stood up and kissed his forehead, the only person she showed her emotions to. "I won't be there for so long, Nat." He said a simple phrase but Nathalie knew the threatened tone of her grandfather. That he would do anything to get her married even on the day he will die. She left the room and ordered Mr. Miller who was standing outside with Mr. Rhodes with a crooked finger.

"Take care of him." He nodded and she walked towards the entrance. Mr. Rhodes followed her. Reaching the car she let out a deep sigh and turned to her secretary. "Mr.Rhodes, you can have a leave now."

"Yes boss." He immediately responded as it was a rare case he was granted a half leave by Nathalie herself. Sure enough her employees didn't know even how to spell half-days. "Keys?" She stretched her hand out. As he handed her keys, and the vehicle roared out on the road.

Passing by the buildings, wandering alone in the car. She cranked the volume of music high. "I can't marry that man grandpa whose reputation is known as a notorious playboy. I simply can't leave you alone but I'm afraid that you will do anything to make me say yes. You might even hurt yourself."

Her mind had been searching for the solution to the situation immediately and Nathalie knew that she had to stop her grandpa from doing any harm to himself too. "I have to think of some way. I can't lose you grandpa." Her mind was talking to her. While her heart was shut down a long time ago, when she decided to be the 'real son' of her grandpa.

But in the process of being successful she lost her feminine qualities of tender love, softness, gentle appearance. Her emotions lost its allure. "Damn this!" Her stomach growled. Crossing the lane she parked in front of famous AK - Bakers. Crept out as the cool air kissed her face gently but her grey furry jacket and the complete attire gave her the look of a badass wonder woman!

The wind chime announced her arrival into the shop. And due to her influential appearance which was differentiating her from all the casual patrons, the waitress greeted her immediately and Nathalie placed her order of one donut.

Unusually she was given off her order immediately and she paid through the card and left. The wind chime again announced the departure of the devil as the whole staff and customers felt relieved. Instead of driving again she crossed the road and entered the front park. Eating while taking small bites she walked towards the bench and seated.

Every passer - by gave her strange stares which Nathalie ignored as she didn't owe anyone. So their strange stares didn't affect her at all, all she wanted to relax her mind. After finishing the donut she placed the wrapper on the bench and leaned a bit against her back. it was the moment when she sensed someone's presence besides her on the bench.

"Don't lose hope ma'am it's equal to losing sight. The loss of both will lead towards darkness!" A male strong voice hit her ears as jumbled words pulled her out of her reverie. As Nathalie moved her head towards right and saw the handsome man sitting beside her in jeans and hoodie which did nothing to hide his handsome looks.

"Hmm." She replied to him not paying heed towards him. "What kind of problem can a girl like you have? I mean you are beautiful and rich if I'm not mistaken. I'm sure your problem isn't that big as mine is." The man kept on blabbering. He read her very well. Maybe he was a psychologist.

"What's your problem?" This time Nathalie was irritated with his continuous interference. "Ah, me!?" He pointed towards himself in surprise as didn't expect Nathalie to speak to him at all. "Well my friend who is actually more like my brother-friend is in hospital and I badly need money for his treatment." The man leaned back heavenward letting out a sigh.

"The amount is big but I'm sure I will manage it somehow. Even if I have to borrow some." He gave her a soft genuine smile. Something flickered in her eyes as she asked him again unsure of herself as his words stirred something inside her. "How much is it?"

"Uumm.....10,000 Dollars." The man spoke hesitantly. Nathalie searched for something in her pocket. "Here take it. Meet me sharp at ten tomorrow. I think we both can help each other." The man took the card from her with blank expressions. "Okay."

She stood up and walked out when Nathalie heard his voice full of gratitude, to which she replied without turning and waving two fingers in pendulum direction! The man crept the card into the pocket of his jeans and took out his cell phone. He searched for a specific contact and dialed the number. "First step of the ladder passed, sir." He heard some reply from the other side and cut the call with a smirk.

Lucas had no idea what to do, a part of him wanted to take her down at that moment when his eyes landed on her bare body. Nathalie immediately covered herself with her palms and shouted in rage, although her half red face said more than it was supposed to.

"Stop staring at me, you jerk!"

She yelled which made Lucas come back to his senses, he imminently turned around and covered his mouth. The man could sense heat rising in his jeans and his ears getting red with shyness. After all it was the first time something like this had occurred which made them both embarrassed. "I'm sorry I did not mean to...I was just," Lucas could not even answer proper that his voice stammered at the yelling. Undoubtedly her voice caused a visible effect on him, which did not go unnoticed by her.

"You what? Know your place Lucas, or else I will make sure you won't be able to say your own name!"

She warned him sternly which made Lucas smirk in his own heart as he whispered to himself in heart.

'But I will make sure you say it for me, and repeat it on lonely nights!'

The man was determined to win her heart despite Nathalie having made up her mind to shove him away.

He immediately dashed out of the room and slammed the door behind him, Lucas gasping at the recalling.

'Oh my goodness! I never knew you had been hiding such assets underneath those clothes, my love!'

The man chuckled to himself and leaned against the door knowing that the damn sexy woman he just saw was his wife, legally! But well he had yet to win her heart which itself was his main mission, after all that's why he had arrived in her life. The influential man of the whole continent Lucas Petrakis, the man who had the world within the snap of his fingers. The multi billionaire man who could lit up a few thousand dollars in the fireplace to warm up his home, was serving as a manservant in Nathalie's home.

But the question which arises here is as to why such a man would go to this length to win her heart? Why did not he just throw money at her and buy her? Or perhaps he could simply flex his power in front of her, or promise Nathalie her share of money? Well the answer to all was clear and simple, love! He loved her and was aware that his potential bride was not an ordinary woman, but a powerful lady. Nathalie's grandpa proposed a possible man for her but she rejected the person, her experiences of childhood and her own family had affected her a lot.

Can you possibly guess who the man could be?

Lucas had seen her in the headlines every now and then, the man had fallen in love with her at first sight. He requested his father to set him up with her, thus in turn his proposal was placed in front of Nathalie. But she rejected him without even bothering to meet or see him at all. Although the world too had not known him either because Lucas preferred to stay away from the headlines.

He paid a visit to Nathalie's grandpa and the old man agreed to pave his way inside the house, so he could create a warm corner in her heart. Lucas wanted her to fall in love with him first before he could help her out in claiming the rightful throne. The wealth of the Lancaster family! It was not a wonder that her family was also like all other wealthy aristocrats too, fucked up and filled with pythons and greedy asses!

Lucas had already grasped the idea that she wanted to seize the throne of their family business all by herself. That's why he did not attempt to help her in case she caught an unknown entity intruding in her mess. He wanted to complete his love mission while staying hidden as a commoner, to see whether she would ever fall for an ordinary person or not.

Meanwhile back there in the room Nathalie was in her own reverie and could not breathe sanely, she had never expected to get exposed in front of him after considering that he was simply her husband in the name.

"No, no, what had happened was definitely wrong. I have to clear up the things before they get out of my hands."

She picked up the towel and wrapped it around herself again, but at that moment she recalled his staring face. Nathalie wanted to scratch the memory out of his head but could not because somehow his self control had left a good impression!

'Maybe he is not a bad person, and definitely not like those sex maniacs.'

She thought to herself and went inside the dressing room when she heard the door of the room opening with a creak. Nathalie could not help but confess to herself that she really was impressed by him.

But denial was still there with its own ego at peak!