Nightstand To Contract Marriage

Chapter 1.

In the expansive hallway of a mansion, a woman strode into the sitting room, her eyes filled with tears. With an unsteady leg and a clenched fist by her side, she observed her husband, who appeared completely unconcerned as he enjoyed a glass of wine.

"I want a divorce," Alexia declared bluntly, trying to blink back her tears.

Lincoln maintained his calm demeanor, lightly holding the glass as he took a sip. "A divorce?" He repeated, a mocking smile creeping into his face.

"Yes, I want divorce" Alexia responded.

Lincoln sighed, looking unfazed, " Why are you telling me this? Do you expect me to plead with you to stay? Oh c'mon if that is what you think, then you are deluding yourself," he replied, his tone dismissive.

For a moment, the pain spread throughout her body like a wild vine, tearing at her heart and bones, making her gasp for breath. " Don't you feel even a hint of remorse? You cheated on me with my best friend! How can you do this to me?" Her voice quivered with hurt as she bombarded him with questions.

She had just discovered the most devastating betrayal of her life, her husband was having affairs with her only friend. She had never imagined this day would come, it was unexpected and so hard to accept.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself, sweetheart. I marry you solely because of your father's money, and now that you don't have anything, why will I continue the charade with you? You are worthless to me right now." Lincoln said with brutal honesty, devoid of any guilt.

Alexia lost her parents in a plane crash one month ago, and her father's properties were stripped of her by the company's shareholders. She had thought Lincoln would be her solace to regain the properties, but his words crushed her hard.

Alexia clenched her fist tightly on her gown, and endless pain surged through her heart in an instant. "You are lying! You care about me more than I do about myself; you love me so much, and I know that. So why are you saying all this now? Please, tell me it's a joke!"

Lincoln closed his eyes for a moment and opened it instantly. "Why are you so dense? Can't you understand? My care for you is just an act, so come of it and face the bitter truth," He said coldly, eyes darkening as he emanated a distant Aura.

He never expects her to be such a foolish soul who doesn't understand his explanation. She was the one forcing herself into the marriage when his heart didn't belong to her. He had to make that clear at once.

Alexia, still madly in love with him couldn't let go of her first love easily. She has dedicated her time and soul to this marriage; it is hard to let it clash easily.

" I'm sorry; I don't mean to upset you. I only need an explanation about what I saw, and that's all," Alexia said, her voice steadier as she attempted to remain calm.

"What you saw is the truth! I only marry you for your father's wealth! Can't you see?" Lincoln yelled angrily, he was pissed off.

Alexia crumpled to the floor, tears flowing freely. Her greatest fear of parting ways with her first love is finally happening.

"How could you do this to me? But I love you!" Alexia cries out.

"I'm sorry I didn't feel the same way. Let's talk about the divorce tomorrow; my lawyer will bring the papers," Lincoln said, before turning to leave her sobbing.

As he walked away, Alexia screamed in despair, holding her chest in anguish as her eyes fell upon their wedding picture on the wall. Who could have thought her once lovely marriage would lead to such a painful divorce like this? Memories of their love overwhelmed her; what she thought was a dream come true has turned into a nightmare.

The camera clicks as reporters swarm outside the Golden Company, waiting to question the CEO for his recent award.

A white Cadillac Escalade pulled up in front of the building, and a bodyguard rushed to open the door. A striking man steps out in a blue shawl lapel tuxedo, his average long hair cascading his shoulder. It was the famous billionaire CEO, Anthony Stones.

The reporters bombarded him with different questions as soon as he appeared, their camera clicking rapidly.

"What are those questions for? '' Anthony asks, walking into the company with his assistant, Hardy closely trailing behind him.

"It's regarding the award,"

The two are just like a friend as Hardy works as his assistant and also does the mafia training with Anthony, making their relationship closer.

"Oh, I see. What about the other company?" Anthony inquired coolly as he opened the door to his office.

The office was large and comfortable; the wall was made with bulletproof glass, and the transparent glass offered a clear view of the surroundings. At the center, a sleek black chair and a desk awaited him, with his nameplate display.

Hardy responds, a hint of mockery evident in his voice. " The Eastwood is probably in their last temper right now,"

Anthony smirked slightly; his eyes lightened up, and he said." They must have realized their position by now"

Hardy returns the smile, feeling proud of his boss. "We finally put them in their place"

Just then, his demeanor changed, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at Hardy. " What of the father?"

Hardy sensed the change in his emotions; he could understand the reason and didn't bother to push the matter. " He was still in Italy meetings with other Mafia"

" You can go without me tonight; I will drive myself back home," Anthony instructed in a tone that broke no agreement.

"Alright, Boss" Hardy Agreed with no hesitation.

To kill her depression, Alexia found her way to the bar. She sat down beside a Cold, handsome man but was too lost in her thoughts to notice him.

As women flirt with him, Anthony ignores them and remains distant, but his gaze somehow falls on the troubled woman beside him.

"I want more alcohol!" Alexia declared drunkenly, drinking the fifth bottle.

"She doesn't seem right," he said in a low voice as he looked away. He came quiet; he wanted to go the same way unnoticed.

"Of course, I'm not normal," Alexia shot back, tears brimming in her eyes shocking Anthony.

Seeing a grown-up lady like her in tears leaves him speechless. "What? Are you seriously crying because of what I said? Who cries after downing five bottles of alcohol?." Anthony sneer.

His sneer was replaced with shock when her lips crashed against his...

Chapter 2.

This was so strange. He had tasted countless lips before, but this felt somewhat different. Her flavor lips taste like that of vanilla and give him a hot desire.

Alexia pulls away with a hiccuping breath "My heart is in pain," Alexia cries out, hitting her chest repeatedly.

"Excuse me?" Anthony managed to ask, trying to hide his emotions.

Alexia cries out."How can he do that to me? Huh? He was my first love, why did he do that to me?"

Intrigued by her story, Anthony leaned in closer. It was a thing that he could do. Getting involved in another's story isn't in his dictionary, not to talk of showing interest.

However, everything about this lady caught his attention that he found it hard to deny. How did this happen?

He maintains his calm and asks gently. "What did he do?"

"He cheated on me! He cheated with my best friend!" Alexia said, pausing before adding, " I lost my parents one month ago in a plane crash, and the company shareholders denied me my right. I'm left with nothing, my luxurious lifestyle ended. I thought I would be able to get my father's company back with the help of my husband, but, it's so sad to find him cheating on me with my best friend. It's so painful" Alexia sobbed, her tears flowing.

Anthony watched her, finding her captivating. He watched her as she took the eighth bottle.

Alexia recounted what happened to Anthony and intended for the tenth bottle, but he seized it from her grasp.

"You should stop drinking and return to your husband," Anthony said calmly.

"Husband? No, I don't have one. I'm getting a divorce tomorrow, and I will become single again!" Alexia said, a flicker of brightness returning to her face despite her lingering sadness.

Anthony couldn't take his eyes off her, there was an allure he hadn't noticed before. Every single second, he kept feeling attracted to her.

"How come I never noticed you before? You are quite attractive," Alexia said, a sly smile emerging as she traced her finger along his jawline.

Snapping back to reality, Anthony realized she had gotten drunk. "Tell me your address, and I will take you home," he said, standing up.

Alexia pouted drunkenly, waving her hand dismissively. "No! I can't go back to that Mansion!"

"In that case, I will book you a room for the night; you can go home tomorrow morning," Anthony said and she nodded.

A few minutes later, Anthony returned from the reception and found Alexia asleep with her head on the table; he chuckled with a smile as he admired her red lips; everything about her was so captivating.

He carried her in a bridal style and headed to the room he reserved. He opens the door, using his leg to shut it before placing her gently on the bed.

He ensured she was fully comfortable before turning to leave, but her hand unexpectedly grasped him

"Wait!"

Slowly, he turned to see her standing on the bed, almost meeting his height. To his immense surprise, she pulled him close and kissed him again, leaving him monetarily stunned.

Alexia slid her tongue into his mouth and devoured his lips hard.

It took a few seconds to break the kiss; Anthony stared at her as she burned with desire. "I can't do this with you; you are under the influence right now", Anthony said calmly.

"Please" Alexia muttered. Her face pleading look drives him crazy.

"I'm sorry, but I can't resist this" With this, Anthony captures her red glistening lips, and they kiss passionately. They had the spark, clothes discarded as the night unfolded into a passionate encounter.

Waking up with a pounding headache the next day, Alexia groaned, realizing how unaccustomed she was to drinking heavily.

"My head is killing me," she thought, opening her eyes to find herself against a hard chest.

Her eyes widened in shock as he glanced beside her to find a handsome man sleeping peacefully.

"Oh my gosh!" Alexia gasped, recalling the last night's event, her face flushing with embarrassment as she bit her lips hard. Quietly lifting the bed cover on her body, she rolled out of bed.

Spotting her underwear on the floor sent her heart sinking in disappointment, she slipped it on and hurried out of the hotel.

As she walked out of the hotel, she couldn't shake the feelings of humiliation. "I've made such a fool of myself!" She wanted to scream, but she held back because of the bustling crowd around her.

After walking for a while, she finally arrived in front of the mansion. Her heart sank again; she took a deep breath and entered the mansion. This time, there was no bodyguard to greet her like before. Some maintain stony expressions while some glare at her.

Being aware of the reason behind their cold attitude, she doesn't mind them and walks into the mansion instead.

As soon as she entered, she was quick to notice the lawyer, but she was welcomed with a condescending gaze.

"Why are you looking unkept?" Lincoln asked, with his eyes on Alexia.

Ignoring his question, Alexia faced the lawyer instead."Where are the documents? I knew you were here for the divorce," she muttered, extending her hand expectantly.

"Here is it. You are to sign here while Mr. Lincoln will sign here" Lawyer Job explains.

"Okay," Alexia said shortly. She hesitated initially, pretending to view the paper and then sign before turning to leave.

Lincoln stopped her with words laced with mockery. "Where did you think you were going? Don't you divorce me to have some properties?"

Alexia stops on her track and faces Lincoln, her heart is hurt by Lincoln's words. Summoning her courage, she faces him directly, "Your properties? I don't need the trash you called properties, and I don't want anything from a con artist like you. The properties you claimed to be yours were acquired by others' hard work, you deceived them just like you did to me. You are nothing better than a beggar; you beg for others'' support to live" Alexia declared, a malicious grin on her face.

Her words hit Lincoln hard; they pierce directly into his heart, and he boils up instantly.

Lawyer Job noticed the tension in the atmosphere, "I will come back to take the divorce papers after Mr. Lincoln signs it" he said with fear.

"Wait!" Lincoln roar. He signs the divorce papers aggressively, lawyer Job rushes out immediately.

"A beggar? Wow! Bravo!" Lincoln claps as he laughs out loudly. "Did you just call me a con artist?" He asked, his smitten face replaced with anger

" Absolutely " Alexia responded defiantly.

Raising his hand to hit Alexia, he was stopped by a commanding tone behind him.

"Don't you dare hit her!"

Chapter 3.

Hardy walks in majestically. His Mafia aura filled the room, his face was cool but emanated a cold aura, and his simple dress showed how magnificent he was.

"Who are you?" Lincoln asked angrily.

"I'm someone you wish to know, and I work for someone greater than you" Hardy responds calmly, no fear evident on his face.

Lincoln wasn't interested in the man, but his attitude made him angry. "I don't care about your introduction. Who are you to interfere in my matter?"

Hardy beams a smile that holds daggers and replies. "I am Miss Alexia's lawyer, I won't tell you my name because you are not even worthy to know the first alphabet of my name"

Lincoln didn't expect someone like Alexia to have a lawyer not to talk of having an elegant figure like this. "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course, you are Lincoln Eastwood" Hardy replied, looking unfazed.

Just as if the time had stopped, Alexia was dumbfounded. She doesn't even have money to sue Lincoln but a sudden lawyer is what she didn't expect. "Whosoever it is, I will get out of this place at least," Alexia thought.

"Miss Alexia, can we leave now?" Hardy said, turning to Alexia.

"Give me a few minutes, I will be back with my language," Alexia said before rushing upstairs.

"If you need anything from her concerning the divorce, you can always contact her through me," Hardy said to Lincoln.

After returning from upstairs, Alexia said "Let's go, lawyer"

Hardy bows and takes her bag.

Sparing Lincoln a last glance, "Goodbye, dude," Hardy bid him farewell with a sneer.

Feeling a surge of anger, Lincoln called Louis immediately, "Give me the information about the man that just left my Mansion, right now!"

"Okay, Sir, " Louis responded as the phone line disconnected.

Once in the car, Alexia was curious about the man that appeared out of nowhere. She was prompt to ask. "Who are you?"

Hardy chuckles slightly, "Don't tell me you followed me without knowing who I am?"

He knew the woman was just following him to save her face from embarrassment, but it was so funny that she could do it without thinking twice.

Alexia apologizes. "I'm sorry for doing that, I just wanted to escape with my pride"

" It's okay, I understand. You don't have to apologize; I was only doing my Job," Hardy said.

Just like she felt some minutes ago, Alexia has become confused again.

"Yes, my Job. Anyway, my name is Hardy. I was asked to pick you up by my Boss" Hardy says with his eyes fixed on the road.

"Your Boss? Who is your Boss?" She asked as curiousness showed on her face.

"Your questions will be answered when you get in," Hardy said as he drove into a luxurious Mansion. "We are here. You can now come out"

The car door was pushed open by Alexia, she stepped out of the car. Her mouth was open in awestruck; even though she was once a billionaire, this mansion seemed to be different from a billionaire mansion.

"So beautiful!" She muttered.

"Come with me please," Hardy says as the maid carries Alexia's luggage inside.

"Wait!" She stops him. "Why are the maids taking my luggage? Am I going to start living here?"

"You living here will be your choice. You will be the one to decide whether you want to stay or not, depending on how you cooperate" With this, Hardy enters the mansion.

Alexia was led into a large sitting room, the settings speak of wealth. The wall was well painted with a decent color of white, and the chair furniture in Gold color.

Alexia keeps rolling her eyes at the entire room in admiration. She keeps staring at the room in admiration.

For a second, she forgot her pain and sorrow as she got lost in her world of pleasure. If she manages to work as a maid in this house, then she will be the most lucky single wife on earth.

"Are you okay?" A cold, resounding voice comes behind her.

"Oh, yes I'm ..." She couldn't complete her statement due to someone unexpected...

She muttered, pointing in his direction."Last night Guy?"

"You remember now. Why did you drink much alcohol when you have low alcohol tolerance?" He asked coldly, with a blank expression.

Alexia became so calm in embarrassment that she couldn't face Anthony as last night's memory washed over her. Indeed, she had made a fool of her.

However, seeing this man again is something she never expected. The fact that his assistant came to save her got her curious.

"You are just unbelievable. What if you ended up in an unexpected situation, what did you think would happen? Huh!" Anthony yells looking angry.

His angry face made her flinch in fear, but it wasn't her fault for losing control of herself. "It wasn't my fault, so don't yell at me. After all, you are the one who.." She swallows the remaining words to avoid another argument.

Just as she finishes talking, a bodyguard enters and bows. "Everything is ready Boss. The other mafia has been taken care of"

At the mention of the Mafia, Alexia's eyes widened in shock. Then again, she realized the trouble she had gotten herself into.

After sorting things with his guard, Anthony drops the bombshell. "Let's have a contract marriage"

She snapped instantly. "What? Marriage Contract?"

Anthony nodded calmly, "This is the contract, he said dropping the documents.

"If you want to get back at your husband, this contract is the best way," Anthony smirked at Alexia, who hasn't recovered from the shock.

"Will you accept the contract or not?"