Chapter 4
He ignored her, took off his shirt and went into the bathroom. The sound of the shower and the cool music he was playing in the bathroom was the only sound in the room for the next twenty five minutes.
Nelly busied herself watching some clips Ash sent to her on how to check the blogs.
The sweet and fresh smell from shower gel hit her nose, making her turn. Ivan walked into the room with only a towel wrapped around his lower body. The water dripping from his hair down his chest and arbs made him look sexy and adorable. He had a perfect profile. He raised his eyes and met her gaze. He strode calmly towards her.
"What is he up to? Why is he coming closer?"
He stood in front of her and watched her closely for some seconds.
"W..wh..what is the matter?" she stuttered.
He cupped her face in his hands saying,
"Let's see how well you please me."
"No, I don't...I…"
Ivan looked on calmly, clearly enjoying her discomfort.
"Be good."
"No, Ivan, please we…" she began but he placed his mouth on hers.
He pushed her to the bed and sealed his lips with hers. She could feel his erection from his towel.
She tried to resist the kiss but she couldn't. She felt a burning desire inside her. She wanted him. She kissed him back with careless abandon. His mouth tasted of fresh mint and candy. He parted her lips and his hot tongue found it's way into her mouth. Their tongues wrestled as they nibbed on each other. Nelly wanted to stop. She knew whatever it was with this guy wasn't real but her body wouldn't let her. Her body wanted his touch and melted under it.
He put his masculine hands under her night wear and caressed her small firm breasts. Then he moved to her hard pink teats and pulled them slightly making her let out a soft moan. His mouth left her lips and rested on her breasts. The moment she felt his hot tongue on her teats, something hot shot through her womb and she ached her body towards him.Ivan was very skillful with his hands and he touched her just the way she wanted it.
She was dripping wet already but he hadn't even started. There was still a lot to explore.
When Nelly woke up the next morning, Ivan was in front of the dressing mirror knotting his tie. She looked down at her night dress and sure enough, she was naked; meaning that last night wasn't a dream.
"Good morning," she greeted but got no response.
When he was done with his tie, he looked at the mirror again to be sure there was nothing wrong with his dressing. He faced her and flung some notes at her.
"Get some contraceptives," and he grabbed his briefcase and walked out of the room.
She stared at the notes in surprise. While they were at it last night, everything felt so real and she thought at some point that he loved her. But here he was this morning, his usual cold self, flinging notes at her and asking her to take contraceptives. She made to stand up and felt a slight pain down there. He had banged her so hard that it hurts. He had the biggest cock she had ever seen and she could swear that was the best sex of her life. She smiled as she remembered what happened the previous night.
Just as Ivan promised, he took care of her father's bill and his surgery was to commence that afternoon.
"This way, Miss."
"Is there anything else you want us to do, ma'am?"
"I will do that right away."
The nurses were all at her beck and call, each trying to be more serviceable than the other. Her father got extreme and regular care. She won't forget to thank Ivan again. It was definitely him who made this happen. At the end of the day, she was certain that her father would survive the illness.
The nursers' extra devotedness made her aware of her indebtedness to Ivan, consequently reminding her of the previous night. She could shamelessly swear she longed for another.
Throughout the night, he acted like she wasn't present. It dawned on her that it was just a one night affair.
They both lived in that house like two strangers. But Ivan made sure he provided everything she needed to be comfortable.
It was a different story whenever they went to visit his grandfather. Ivan played the role of a perfect husband and she nearly fell for it. Often, she wished it were real or that they stayed in their grandfather's place all the time. She was pampered and cherished like a real wife. He would hug her, hold her waist, kiss her and carry out some romantic or intimate acts before his grandfather just go keep the dice rolling.
With time, Nelly saw that behind Ivan's stern, cold and proud self was a very romantic and nice person. He passed virtually all the qualities she laid out for her dream man. If he could treat her with so much love before his grandfather, even if it were fake, it meant that he would even do more if they were truly in love.
She thought about this often and the hatred she had for him in her heart melted each day.
Ivan returned home one evening highly exhausted. He had attended several meetings all day. Nelly was lying on the bed when he entered. No words were exchanged, not even greetings. This was the regular routine so he wasn't disturbed. It was perfect that way. He decided to rest a bit before taking his bath.
Some minutes later, he stretched himself and he mistakenly touched Nelly.
Her body was burning. She was running a temperature!
"Nelly, what's wrong?" he asked.
She mumbled a response, too weak to speak properly.
Ivan might not be in love with her but he wouldn't want her sick or dying under his watch.
He took of his shirt and carried her to the bathroom. He temporarily forgot he was tired. A life was at stake!
He gave her a cool bath to reduce her temperature and sent for his doctor.
The following day, he stayed at home to take care of her. On the second and third day, he always asked how she was doing as soon as he returned from work.
Nelly recovered soon and was grateful to him. He had been extremely good, kind and caring to her those three days.
The following day, she took the initiative to hug him when he returned. She didn't stop there. She planted a wet kiss on his lips. For some seconds, he seemed he was knocked out.
"I made dinner. You will love it," she announced like an excited and dutiful wife.
"When did all of this begin?" he asked in a cold and stern voice.
"I..I…"
"Quit this. Stay away from me."
She tried in vain to capture his attention. Despite the fact that he didn't give her any attention, she fell increasingly and deeply in love with him each day.
Ivan had only taken care of her out of sympathy. His father died from negligence and he swore never to neglect a sick person as long as he lived. He didn't love Nelly and didn't want her thinking he did.
After that day, he rarely returned home and whenever he did, it was late and he didn't spare her more than a glance. Another thing he did was to lay off the household servants. She didn't even mind, she thought that would bring them closer. She washed his clothes, ironed them, cleaned his room, yet, nothing came out of it.
Ash was with her in her office one day when she asked him,
"How do I make him love me,Ash?"
Ivan had given her the money that she needed to pay the company's outstanding debts and the company was striving to return to their original state now. She was now the CEO while her father rested and recovered more at home.
"Who?" Ash asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Ivan. I love him."
Ash's face fell.
"Ivan? You love him? I thought it's a contract marriage?"
"Yes, I know but I keep thinking about him. I am not mistaken, I have fallen completely in love with him. He is exactly the kind of husband I need.
But for two months now, he hasn't said anything to me. He ignores me and acts like I don't exist. He attends social gatherings and the likes without me. It grieves my heart to see him with other women."
"Listen, Nelly. It's a contract, you don't expect him to love you back, do you?"
"I do, and I really need to get him to see how much I love him."
"I hope you don't end up getting hurt."
Still, the days went by and Nelly hoped for the return of her husband each day. The day she hoped for never came until fate smiled upon her one evening.
That day...