Contract With The Billionaire

“I want to see a peacock!” Mia demanded

“I showed you one.” Alex responded.

“That was on television.” She glared at him angrily, and he sighed deeply.

It was six in the morning when she had come barging inside his room, and tapped on his arm continuously until he woke up and demanded to see a peacock out of nowhere.

His first reaction was to think of it as a dream, and go back to sleep.

But then she started crying loudly, which caused him to wake up with a jerk.

He looked at her crying state and realised that he wasn’t dreaming and that it was happening in reality.

Taking a deep breath and running a hand through his already messy hair, he stared at her with drowsy eyes.

“What is it?” He whispered hoarsely, and she sniffed, looking at him.

“I want to see a peacock.” She demanded rubbing her nose, and he kept staring at her for a good two minutes until he realised she wasn’t kidding.

“Mia, we’ll go to the zoo some other time. Now sleep, it isn’t good for the baby.” He muttered, and she glared at him furiously before snatching his blanket from his body, which he was going to use.

“Your baby is only demanding to see a peacock!” She declared naughtily, and he was now annoyed because his sleep was disturbed.

But knowing her mood swings, if he yelled at her now, she would cry and irritate him again.

This way or that way, he was bound to get pissed.

“Okay fine.” He mumbled, and got out of bed, causing her to glee in excitement.

They walked into the living room, and Alex switched on the television, searching for the Discovery channel.

Luckily for him, they were displaying a peacock, so he turned towards her.

“Here, keep staring at your peacock. I’m going to sleep.” He sighed and walked back into his room, leaving her fuming there.

Just when he was about to sit on his bed, she came barging in again and argued with him that she wanted to see it in real life.

As they sat on his bed, he kept staring at her with a blank look while she gave him a challenging look.

He glanced at the time, and it was already seven forty five.

They are going to get married today, and here she was demanding to see a live peacock. What was he supposed to do?

“Mia,” He sighed, and she crossed her arms, waiting for him to continue, which he did.

“Look, I can’t take you to see a peacock now. Today is our wedding, so let’s keep this programme for another day.” He explained, and she frowned.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“But”

“You want something to eat?” He changed the topic, and in an instant, her hand went on her belly. Indeed, she was hungry.

She nodded with a sad look, and he nodded back, getting up and moving out of his room.

She was frowning, but she still followed him behind.

They entered the kitchen, and the cook, who was already present, bowed slightly in front of him, which made Mia scowl in Alex’s direction.

“Cook what the lady wants,” he ordered, and the cook obliged.

He then turned towards her, and she looked at him.

“Tell him whatever you wish to eat, he will cook for you.” He muttered, and she made an angry face after he left and looked at the cook, who was staring at her with wide eyes.

“So now let me tell you what we wish to eat.” She grinned, caressing her belly, and the man slightly chuckled.

Alex freshened up and called George to check up on the arrangements at the penthouse.

He trusted George with everything.

“Is everything arranged?” He asked the first thing as George answered the phone.

“Yes, sir, everything is set. I’ve double checked everything now. It’s just the bride and groom are missing.” He informed Alex jokingly, which Alex didn’t find funny at all.

“Alright, we’ll be there soon.” The line went dead, and George grumbled on the other end.

Akex looked at himself in the mirror, and did not find any traces of a man who was going to get married in a few hours.

There was no adrenaline, no nervousness, no excitement, absolutely nothing. And why would there be? This was just a formality to present his child in front of the world.

With a sigh, he then dialled Mark’s number, which he picked up in the first call.

“So, husband to be, are you excited?” Mark asked excitedly, as if he was the one getting married.

“I don’t think so. So tell me, is there any media in front of your mansion?” He asked, and Mark scowled into the phone at the boring man.

“Yes, there is, and surprisingly, the number has increased today. Thank God you arranged the wedding at your penthouse, or else it would have been a disaster over here.” Mark shook his head, and Alex pushed his free hand inside the pocket.

“I’ll be leaving in twenty minutes time, you bring Mia’s friend and be there.” He stated this, and Mark agreed before they hung up the call.

Soon, Alex left first to distract the media that had been outside his gate, and Mia followed behind in a different car.

They reached his penthouse, where George, Mark, and Chloe were already present.

Chloe had been sad because she never wanted this for her best friend, but there was nothing she could do when Mia herself was ready for it.

Surprisingly for Mia, Rachel was invited too, and that had her thrilled, apart from Chloe. If she had been close to anyone else, then that had to be Rachel.

In just a few months, they had developed a bond that was different from all.

With everything ready for the wedding to take place, they only waited for Rachel to arrive, which she did after a good fifteen minutes.

She apologised for being late, but Mia waved it off by hugging her.

“Let’s start the wedding,” Alex announced, and the four of them witnessed the wedding of the most weird and uninterested couple.

Alex thought he had planned it as well because, he ordered Mark to do the same.

The committee interfered by saying that only a couple had the right to perform this ritual, but it didn’t matter to Alex.

He insisted that Mark should do it and no one else, and it was then that Mark pulled Chloe forward to perform the ritual with him.

Shocked, she looked at him with wide eyes while he only stared back, determined.

Chloe was in shock, but one look at Mia’s face, and she agreed.

It was an emotional moment for both Chloe and Mia, because never in their wildest dreams had they imagined something like this.

Finally, after they were done with the little ritual. They were declared husband and wife.

The wedding was over, and none of them felt anything.

Alex got up, and Mark came forward to hug him while Chloe stood beside Mia, who only smiled faintly.

George and Rachel watched them with a smile.

“George, fulfil the formalities for the registration of the marriage and inform me about it when it’s done.” Alex ordered, and George immediately nodded, taking out his phone and getting to work.

Mark rolled his eyes, while Rachel walked towards Mia, giving her her blessings.

Mia smiled and asked her about her return, “When are you going to return?” She asked with a sad face, but Rachel only smiled and shook her head.

“I don’t think I’ll be returning, dear. My husband has fallen ill, and I have to be there to take care of him.” She explained, and Mia sighed in disappointment, but she understood her situation as well.

Soon she took their leave, and only the four of them were left.

George came back and informed him that his car was ready.

“So we’ll leave as well, congratulations to this weird newlywed couple once again.” Mark teased, and earned nothing but a glare from Chloe, ignorance from Alex, and a roll of eyes from Mia.

Chloe hugged Mia one last time before they left in pairs.

As Alex and Mia entered the mansion, Mia felt a tug on her hand as she took a step towards her room with a frown. She looked back and found Alex holding it.

“Move your things in my room.” He ordered, and she frowned harder.

She had clarified that she wouldn’t be performing her wifely duties, then why is he asking her to stay with him in his room?

“I don’t”

“I’m not asking this because we got married. It is because of what happened in the morning. I don’t want you running from your room to mine at midnight when you crave something.”

“Stay in my room until you have given birth. I won’t stop you from moving out after that.” He declared, and she felt embarrassed for having done what she did in the morning.

“Let’s go. I’ll ask one of the servants to shift your things.” This time, she nodded and left with him for his room.

Once inside, he first made her sit on the bed and then went to change his clothes.

Mia looked around his room, feeling awkward because her room was more lively.

“Do you need to change?” His voice startled her, and she looked at him with a jerk. Calming down, she closed her eyes before opening them again as she nodded her head.

“I’ll send your clothes here. Also, if you need help, you can tell me.” Without another word, he left the room, leaving her stunned.

Why is he behaving like a husband already?

Alright, he is still cold, but he acted like he cared for her, or was it only for her unborn child?