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Chapter 1

He smiled faintly, watching those lips arched upward; Sasha felt her heart beat increasing. “I believe you are done and relaxed now,” his deep sensational voice penetrated into her mind.
She stared at him and slightly gave the nod, and he nodded too, “good, ‘cause I want what I have to say now to sink in deeply.” He stopped for a Moment, “being my wife comes with some rules, and should you abide by it, we won’t have issues.”
Rules? Rules in marriage? Since when did that become a thing? Sasha thought, but she couldn’t get herself to question him now.
“Three rules:
Don’t talk to me,
Don’t touch me,
Stay out of my business.” He stated like it was the most natural thing to do.
Sasha’s eyes widened in shock; what would be marriage without those things? How can she be married to him, but she is not allowed to talk to him? Not allowed to touch him? Forget about the business one; she can handle it, but the other two?
Michael stared at her wide eye expression without uttering a single word again and when he was sure his words had sunk in, he stood up and walked into the bathroom, leaving her staring into empty space in shock.
***
Sasha pulled over in her parents’ garage; she had received a call from her Mom that she should come home and that there was something they wanted to tell her.
She had already had a really stressful day at the office and was definitely not ready to listen to their complaints about her not being married. She had already told them times without number that she would get married when the time is right, even she herself don’t know when will be the right time.
At twenty-six, she is not even in any serious relationship; well, blame it on the guys, none of them seems to be what they were at first, and she is definitely not going to get into a marriage of convenience.
She stepped out of the car and walked around it to the porch; she pressed the doorbell and knew her mother would complain once she opened the door to find her; she would be like, ‘what in the world? How many times will I tell you to stop ringing the bell once you arrive here? For crying out loud Sasha, you are not a stranger’ she smiled and waited for it.
The door opened to reveal her mother’s face, a bright blonde with light gray eyes; she is just identical to her except that she took her father’s golden brown eyes, she smiled at the already frowning woman “hi Mom.”
“Sasha White, how many times will I tell you, stop ringing the bell, the door is always open to you,” Angelica cautioned her daughter for the one-hundredth time.
Sasha smiled; she knew that was coming “can I come in?” Angelica looked frustrated as if she was about to claw her face before hissing and walking into the house, leaving the door open for her to follow, “is Dad home?”
“Will be soon, called to say he was delayed at the meeting. How is the company going now?”
“Great, taking everything nice and slow,” Sasha replied. Angelica turned to look at her, and Sasha sighed; she knew that look, “please don’t start now, Mom,” she groaned.
“Don’t start what? I’m not going to say anything. You just sit there and wait for your Dad to come home,” she said and walked into the kitchen.
Sasha dropped her bag on the sofa before walking into the kitchen to meet her, “so, about what you want to tell me, what could that be that you can’t tell me over the phone?”
“I said, wait for your Dad to come home, young lady. Don’t put words in my mouth.” Sasha nodded and looked around the kitchen before grabbing the chopping board to cut the vegetables for her.
***
Nicholas settled with his family after dinner; he looked at his daughter and smiled, “Sasha darling, great news.”
Sasha couldn’t help but smile, “what news Dad?”
“We received a very interesting proposal,” he replied.
Sasha furrowed her brows, “what proposal?”
“Now listen to me young lady, we have thought about this for a very long time and realized that you are really going to benefit from it,” Angelica put in.
Sasha furrowed her brows more tightly; what are they talking about? “I don’t understand.”
“I know you don’t,” Nicolas smiled, “we received a marriage proposal from the family you least expect.”
Sasha frowned, “marriage proposal, for who?”
“What do you mean for who? How many daughters do we have?” Angelica asked with a frown.
Sasha gave a desperate sigh. “I can’t believe you guys. Do you really want me to get married that much that you have to accept a proposal? Mom, I have told you I will get married when the time comes.”
“Well, the time is now. Sweetheart, believe me, if it’s anybody else, I wouldn’t even accept it, but the young man is a man to die for. He is reliable, handsome, respected, and every inch of what you want. Trust me; I know a guy you will like when I see one, and you are definitely going to like this one,” Angelica smiled brightly.
Sasha gave an exasperated sigh, if there is one thing her Mom can do, is to praise boys, and you will end up being disappointed when you eventually meet them. “I can’t believe you guys.”
“Honey, listen to me; you do know we will always have your best interest at heart. We have already calculated everything, and the odds are not against you. You will be well taken care of; you will lack nothing,” Nicholas was saying.
“I don’t lack anything now, Dad,” she interrupted.
“I know you are capable of taking care of yourself, and you have made your stand in the company, I know, and I’m proud of you. But this, this is an opportunity to rise higher; you don’t know who we are talking about here.”
“Who?” She asked.
Angelica smiled, “you will know when you see him,” she said and Sasha rolled her eyes; he is even a mystery guy.
“Sweetheart, listen to me. Do you know that Jack and Jones contract you have had your eyes on for months?” Nicolas asked, and Sasha’s eyes brightened at the mention of the contract, “they will get you that and more.”
What the hell? Which family can get her that contract and more? “Dad, don’t play games with me.”
Nicholas chuckled, “will I deceive you, my daughter? I’m telling you the honest truth.”
Sasha furrowed her brows, “if they can get me that and more, why did they choose me to be their wife?”
“Well, according to the mother, she said they had given the son three marriage proposals, and he rejected them, but immediately they brought yours to him, he accepted.” Angelica smiled that her daughter was chosen above all else. Did he choose her at first glance? Did he know her or perhaps an old acquaintance? She wondered.
“So, what do you say? Think about the good part, sweetheart,” Nicholas added.
Sasha sighed; she had always been against the marriage of convenience, and this here now, what is it? “First of all, I need to meet this mysterious guy, if I like him, then I will accept, and if I don’t, you better forget about it.”
Angelica smiled, “and I tell you, you will like him.”
Nicholas nodded, “that’s good, that’s very good. I have always known I have an intelligent daughter.”
Of course, he will try to praise me now, boot licker, she smiled. After a few more small talks, Sasha went back home thinking about the mysterious guy that was soon to be her husband.

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Chapter 2

A week later, Sasha was on a ride with her parents to meet with her soon to be in laws and, of course, her soon to be husband, who was still a mystery to her.
She has a nice and scary feeling about this meeting; what if he turns out to be one of her ex who wanted to get back to her for dumping him? What if he is an old acquaintance she had refused to sleep with? Just who is he that he had to accept the proposal to marry her with just a glance?
Driving into the country home, her eyes widened; damn, she is getting married into a rich family. They had already passed the gate but were still driving past a lot of trees and flowers; everywhere was green and wow, captivating.
After five to ten minutes drive, they pulled over in front of a mansion with fountains every fifty meters from the first and a lot of statues; the house looked like a fairytale palace, surrounded by a lot of greens and flowers; it was beautiful.
Sasha wowed in her mind; she was already in love with the building, a few house servants came to meet them with smiles.
Angelica accepted their greetings, beaming a smile. They were led into the house, and a tall, beautiful woman walked up to them in gracious movement, she looked like the Queen of England, and if Sasha didn’t know better, she would really believe she is.
“Welcome, welcome,” she smiled at them, and there was something about her that looks so familiar; her crystal blue eyes really reminded her of someone, someone she doubt she would ever meet in her life again.
“Thank you,” Angelica smiled, and so did Nicolas.
The woman looked at Sasha and smiled, “this must be Sasha then; she is more beautiful than I expected.”
Sasha smiled at the woman; what a flattering tongue; she thought, “it’s nice to meet you too.”
The woman smiled before leading them into the living room where Sasha believed she would get lost if left alone in the house.
The house was huge; she mean huge; her eyes widened as she admired the decoration of the sitting room, with a chandelier that had eight to ten steps shining brightly in the room.
There were three huge portraits hanging on the hall. One was of the woman, and another of a man with dark blue eyes, a brunette who she believed must be her husband. Wealth smelled from him.
The last of the portrait was of a young man who should be at least two years older than her age; he has pitch black hair that was slicked back, shiny and wet like as if he had just stepped out of the shower, his crystal blue eyes seemed to be burning into hers as if the portrait was alive and he was looking at her. He had a chiseled jaw, and his nose was perfectly pointed; there was a thin, sexy pink line on where his lips should have been. He looked so familiar, and when it finally dawned on her, she gasped; after all, one never forgets their first love.
Sasha found herself staring intently at the portrait.
Could it really be him, or has she wished on seeing him again so much that she thinks this person is him?
She stared at the man in the portrait next to his and remembered she sees that face a lot, especially in the news, he looks so much like Joseph Brown.
She looked at the woman in the portrait, if he is Joseph Brown, then she is Vanessa Brown, and that will make him, she looked at the young man portrait before her, Michael Brown.
She had a sharp intake of breath and looked around her. Does this mean she is in the household of the Brown’s? The multi-billionaire family? She thought about it, of course, only the Brown’s can get her the Jack and Jones contract.
She turned to face the woman who was chatting so freely with her parents. Is she getting married to Michael? She felt her heart beat increasing; she found herself dying to meet this fiancé of hers. Could he really be the one? But, it was known then in school that he was gay; that was also the reason she never went after him.
“Joseph will be here any Moment now; he is just going through some paperwork in his study,” the woman she has realized as Vanessa told her parents.
Sasha’s heart was increasingly beating; she really wanted to ask about him; she wanted to be sure he was the one. It will be heartbreaking to have her hope rise for nothing.
“That’s okay; we can wait,” her mother was saying, “what about Michael?”
“Oh, he will be here soon, don’t worry. I’m pretty sure he is looking forward to seeing his fiancée.” Vanessa looked at Sasha with a smile, “now I see why he chose her at first glance; she is a beauty.”
“Oh please, don’t flatter us,” Angelica said but with a proud smile evident on her face as she looked at her daughter.
Michael, she said Michael, Sasha’s mind kept repeating, could it be a different Michael? Is she mistaken? She couldn’t believe how they were so busy chatting casually when she was about to have a breakdown.
Why didn’t her parents tell her so that she could mentally prepare herself? She had already concluded within herself that she would never meet him again in this lifetime of hers, and here she was, about to marry him?
Her legs went weak, and she sat on the available sofa closest to her; she needed to get her emotion under control, she always denied it, but she knew he was the reason she hadn’t settled with anybody because she always expected to see his qualities in them and when they don’t have it, she gets angry and breaks up with them. She wants him, badly, but there was always something chasing her away, the fact that he is gay.
The last time she saw him was two years ago when she had traveled to Canada for a meeting. She had seen him as usual in the circle of his male friends or business partners? She can’t tell. She had gone to the restaurant in her hotel to have a drink and had seen him, she had been shocked out of her wits, he was the last person she had expected to see, and as usual, he didn’t even notice her and she had stayed in the restaurant stealing glances at him. He had stayed there for nearly three hours, but not once did he glance at her table.
A man greeting her father brought her back from her dreamland; she looked up to see the exact same man she had seen in the portrait; nothing was out of place, “welcome,” he said. Nicholas shook hands with him, and he turned to look at her, “you must be Sasha.”
She nodded before smiling, “yes, nice meeting you.”
The man smiled, “you are welcome to my home Sasha, I hope you will enjoy us as we hope to enjoy you.”
What an easy going man, she thought, despite his wealth. “I hope so too.”
Joseph smiled before sitting beside his wife and started a discussion with her parents, which she was oblivious too; she couldn’t get her mind to stop thinking about her fiancé or the man she believes is her fiancé.
After a good hour of chatting with the Brown’s, a tall man stepped into the living room; he was wearing a dark blue suit that complements his eyes, a white shirt underneath with two or three buttons open. His hair was slicked back and shiny. His chest was broad, and he walked elegantly to his parents. Sasha couldn’t get her eyes off of him; he was just as he was, two years ago, cool and handsome.
He greeted her parents with a nod and only glanced at her briefly; it was just as if he didn’t see her there. She swallowed and waited for the introduction, which she knew would be coming soon.
“Michael, it’s been a long time,” Nicolas said and the young man only slightly raised the corner of his lips in a faint smile as a response.
“Son, I believe you know who there are; this is Nicolas White and his wife, Angelica; we have shared a lot of business contracts with them,” Vanessa introduced before looking at Sasha, “over here is their daughter, Sasha, your fiancée.”

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Chapter 3

At that, he looked at her, and his crystal blue eyes burned into hers; for the first time for as long as she could remember, he looked at her for as long as fifteen seconds.
He only nodded later and looked away from her. She let out a low sigh, step by step, she told herself, after all, he chose her himself.
The family shared a few small talks later before settling for dinner, and not for once did her so called fiancé said a single word to her.
The family seemed oblivious to the matter, but it burned her; she was really dying to talk to him; he hadn’t said a single word since coming in.
When talked to, all he did was nod or lift the corner of his lips in a faint smile. She really wants to hear his voice; it has been so long.
She wanted to ask about him, his life, why he chose to marry her, and if he still prefers men to women. She just really wanted to hear him talk and had to force herself to eat, telling herself maybe he would single her out after dinner; after all, they are about to wed, they needed to talk to each other, right? Get to know each other. Even though they had known each other for thirteen years now, from middle school to high school; they were hardly friends.
She could remember then in school, the only words she could say to him were ‘hi, hello, and goodbye,’ which he always, always responds to with a nod or a smile and sometimes a wave.
He hardly speaks in class or anywhere in school, so his attitude tonight was not much of a surprise.
Back then in school, one could only see him talking to his male friends; never for once had he been seen speaking to a girl, and then one day, a junior student saw him in the bathroom with another male junior who had his pants down.
That was how it was concluded that he was gay and not for once did he step out to deny it.
After dinner, the family settled to talk about the wedding, they wanted them married as soon as possible.
Sasha stared at him, wanting to know if he would object to anything or choose to add any, but he just sat there like a statue, not saying a single thing.
She tried to catch his eyes a few times in order to single him out, but after looking at her when his mother introduced her, he has not glanced her way again.
And for a brief Moment, Sasha wondered if she was doing the right thing, but nothing, nothing will make her happy as she would be, being his wife.
His phone rang, and he excused himself to answer it outside, the discussion continued without him, and after some minutes, a servant walked in to announce that he was gone.
Just like that? Sasha thought, she looked at his parents, but they only nodded at the maid and continued with what they were saying; they didn’t seem surprise at his attitude, and she guessed this might not be the first time, and then again, that tiny voice asked her again if she was doing the right thing, she sighed and asked herself, am I?
***
“Sasha love, can you come over to the house please?” Vanessa asked sweetly on the phone, and Sasha sighed; it’s been nearly two weeks now since she left their home, her wedding date has been fixed, she is to be married coming Saturday. Well, it’s not a problem for her, only that her husband to be has never called her or even asked to meet with her.
“Sure, Mom,” she replied, and she could swear she felt her smile; calling the woman Mom really makes her happy; maybe it’s because she never had a daughter, she thought.
“I’m waiting for you, darling,” Vanessa replied and hung up the call.
Sasha sighed and stared at the document in her hand; she was getting married but not for once had she gone wedding shopping with her husband to be; she has never been asked to select anything on her own.
They had these two big wedding planners taking care of everything, talk about getting married into a rich family. She has an estimation of four hundred guests being invited, and she wondered what she would be doing with so much guests.
She dropped the document and stood up from her desk; she picked up her car key and sighed; it’s been nearly two years now since she started this branch of the company, and she really wants to make her father proud, and nothing will shoot them up to the top front like getting the Jack and Jones contract, although the business plan is to take place in a year’s time, but they were already looking for the right company to handle it, and almost all the growing firms are after it, well including some companies that have never met the light even after being established years ago.
Am I marrying him because of this contract? Of course, it has to be for it, but she knows deeply within her that it’s more than that; in fact, the contract is hardly remembered when talking about marrying him. How many years has she fantasized about him? From the very first moment she set her eyes on him in the middle school when she was just thirteen, it had been like that to their high school, and they have only been separated because they had to go to different colleges.
She said goodbye to her secretary and a few others of her staff and walked outside the building; she stepped into her car and reversed from the lot before driving with one destination in mind, the Brown’s. She still can’t believe she is getting married into that family.
She passed the gate and drove into the country home, she pulled over in front of the mansion, and a few servants greeted her; they all knew she was the new bride, the fiancée to the young master. Some of them often wondered why she agreed to marry such a cold man, but they shook their head, they already knew the answer, if given an opportunity, they would also marry him heartily, for who wouldn’t want to marry into such a family and not to talk of, he was also incredibly handsome.
Sasha walked into the house to see Vanessa speaking to her son, and her heart missed a beat; she never expected to meet him here. She swallowed and walked up to them, and Vanessa smiled when she saw her, “Darling, here you are,” she smiled.
Her fiancé looked at her then, their eyes met, and his crystal blue ones burned into hers, deriving a shiver from her. She cleared her throat and decided she must talk to him today whether he wanted her to or not.
“Come sweetheart; I wanted you both to do something. There is this new wedding dress that arrived in one of Michael’s boutique; I need you to try it on,” Vanessa said with a smile.

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