Contract marriage: My billionaire’s cure

I woke up to a finger trailing down my nose. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Marcus looking at me in adoration.

“What?” I raised my eyebrow and asked him playfully.

“You are beautiful”

“You noticed that only now?”

“Jeez you had to ruin the morning”

I chuckled softly and snuggled closer to him. We were both wrapped around the sheets like a cocoon but I could still feel the warmth of his naked body on mine.

I looked around the room and it looked more beautiful in daylight. You could see the sea from the wooden windows just like in the movie. I also noticed that the headboard and the pillows were still intact.

“Mmm… It’s good that we didn’t go like Edward and Bella. Poor headboard and pillows”

Marcus laughed softly and got on top of me. “Well we can still be like them. I was going slow last night because it was our first time. But I can go rough now”

“What? I was just joking” I exclaimed in bewilderment.

But as usual Marcus ignored me and lifted the sheets up for another round.

…

“Wow now we don’t have pillows to sleep” I kept my hands on my hips and stared at our room which was a mess now.

At least I should be happy that Marcus wasn’t a vampire because if not we wouldn’t have a resort to stay for the next few days.

“When the staff come here to clean this mess they will talk about it. They are RJ employees so it won’t take a second to reach this news to Jake. He will mock me to death”

I walked back to the living room and stood in front of Marcus who was eating grapes while glaring at me.

I had been complaining the entire morning because he went rough and now my hips hurt like a bitch.

“I think my bones are broken. Oh my god I think I got arthritis. Is that even possible? Ahhh my spine” I bent back groaning in pain as my entire body started hurting.

“1, 2, 3…ah 1, 2, 3” I bent to left and right and did exercises to fix my hips.

“And look at you who is here eating grapes so innocently like nothing happened”

Marcus continued to glare at me, burning holes in my skin with his eyes.

“This is not how we were supposed to spend our morning after sex” He threw a grape at me and leaned back on the couch.

“It would have been a better morning if you didn’t break my bones”

I huffed in anger and crashed on to the couch next to him. I leaned my head on his chest and Marcus kept both of his hands on either side of my hips to massage it.

I closed my eyes as his touch soothed the pain.

“So you were lying about the event?”

“Mm yep”

“And you were joking last time when you said you didn’t want to have sex with me?”

“I think I already answered that for the hundredth time”

“So what do we do now? Another round?” Marcus asked playfully.

“You wish” I slapped his head lightly but he gripped my wrists and bit my fingers.

“Ouch. You animal. Why did you bite me monster? And look what you did to my shoulder” I pointed to the love bites on my shoulder which was covered by the white floral summer dress I wore.

Marcus pulled the arm of my dress down and stared at the hickeys on my shoulder. “Ah my proud work” Marcus said proudly and I scoffed.

Adjusting my dress back into place I got up. “Let’s go”

“Where?”

“Did you think we were going to stay locked up in this place for the rest of the day?”

“Uh yeah”

“Nope let’s go” I grabbed Marcus’s hand and pulled him up.

Marcus wore a white shirt and beige pants and looked handsome as ever. Our clothes matched perfectly for a couple and I liked it.

We got in the boat and the funny Brazilian man on it took us to the shore. He told us where and where to go and gave us directions for best places to have breakfast.

Marcus held my hand as we both got out. We walked into a restaurant near the beach still holding each others hands.

Marcus ordered as usual vegetarian food and I was still not used to it. Every time I eat meat Marcus scowl at my plate and then go back to eating.

“Eat vegetarian for today”

“Never”

“Poor animals”

“Ah I forgot they are your kind. No wonder you pity them”

Marcus hit my head gently with the spoon but I exaggerated and whined in pain. “Idiot”

“Let’s rent a bike and go around the city”

“You know how to drive a bike?” I asked, surprised.

“Yep”

“Really? Why? Because you have cars and drivers. Why did you learn how to drive a bike? I mean I don’t think anyone in my family knows how to”

“I learned it for fun”

“You sure? Because I trust you a lot but there’s a limit to everything. Meaning I don’t trust you with my life”

Marcus’s face turned into a frown and he shot daggers at me through his eyes.

“I know very well how to drive a bike” Marcus spat angrily and went back to eating.

As we finished eating Marcus’s phone rang. He looked at the number and then at me. But his lips set into a hard line and he walked out leaving me in confusion. It was very suspicious so I quickly ate the food and paid before walking out.

Marcus was outside the restaurant on his phone. I hid behind a pillar surrounded by flower pots out of curiosity.

“Don’t tell her yet. She will leave if she knows and then she will be in danger”

Before I could hear anymore I accidentally stepped on a flower pot. Marcus turned to me and his eyes widened. He quickly cut the call and walked over.

“Umm… I just finished eating. Let’s go now” I said before he could ask me what I was doing here.

Marcus stared at me for a while, his eyes searching mine for something but then he nodded and held my hand. “Let’s go”

We rented a Motorbike and explored the city. I was first anxious to get on one because this was my first time and I didn’t trust Marcus because the words Billionaire and Motorbike don’t usually go together.

It was evening and Marcus took us to the beach. He sat on the sand and pulled me down. I sat between his legs and leaned onto his chest. Wrapping his arms around me he kept his chin on my head.

“Marcus”

He bent his head and looked at me. I wanted to ask him about the call but staring into his deep green eyes I decided against it. I didn’t want my curiosity to ruin our relationship.

“What do you hate the most? I mean other than food and stuff” I asked a question out of nowhere to take my mind off the call.

“Mmm Blowjobs”

Suddenly I started laughing out loud. I covered my mouth with my hand but it was not enough. Tears pricked my eyes and I sat up straight to look at him.

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I don’t like when women kneel in front of men. It’s makes them look submissive and weak. Specially I don’t want you to look like that. I want you to stand head to head with me not below me”

I wrapped my hands around his neck and leaned into his face. “Someone’s feminist” Marcus gave a small smile and shrugged to that.

“I thought your type was short, weak, poor-”

“I was lying. I said that to piss you off. I hate that”

“Then what do you like?”

“I like an independent woman who stands up for herself.”

“So your type is me?” I said cheesily as a joke and the corners of his mouth quirked up into a teasing smile.

“When did I say that?”

“Hmm whatever” I snapped my head to the side and crossed my arms, pretending to be mad. Marcus chuckled softly and pulled me to his chest.

“You are everything I ever wanted” He whispered in a husky voice and I giggled as he tickled my stomach.

We cuddled against each other for sometime, staring at the sunset until it was all dark. We finally got up and decided to go for dinner.

We chose not to go for a fancy restaurant so Marcus parked the bike in front of a local pub The entire place was made out of wood and loud music was blaring through the speakers.

We walked inside and ordered food. Marcus knew basic Portuguese so we were able to communicate with the people.

I sat on a stool near the bar. Marcus bought a beer and sat next to me. He circled his arms around me and patted my thigh. People from all the ages were inside the pub, enjoying themselves.

Two girls were singing a slow song on the stage and old couples were dancing on the floor.

A smile crept up my lips seeing how lovely the old couples look. Their love didn’t fade away no matter how many years they spent together. They still look like a young couple curious about one another.

Marcus drank his beer while staring at me from the corner of his eyes. I smiled and winked at him enjoying the moment.

I would love to grow old with him. To have a family with him. He’s the most sweetest man I know and I don’t want any other. He’s only mine.

“They can sing well” Marcus said pointing to the two women.

“Mmm. I wish I can sing but my only skill is studying and writing exams. Can you sing?”

“Kind of”

“Wait are you serious?” I asked in shock.

“Yes”

“Wow I thought you can draw”

“I can’t draw”

“Really? Then why did you buy paintings back in Florida?”

“You still remember that? Well I like art but that doesn’t mean I can draw”

“Aww sad I was gonna ask you to draw a portrait of me but now that you can sing go up and sing a song for me” I pointed to the stage.

“What? Noooo”

“You know any Portuguese songs?”

“Yes but-”

“Then that’s it” I slammed my hands on the table and got up.

I called the bartender and asked him if Marcus can sing on the stage. The entire time Marcus looked at me in bewilderment and then the bartender took Marcus to the stage.

“This is revenge for today morning” I mouthed him with a smirk on my lips.

A man gave him a mic and everyone gathered around the stage because a young handsome man was going to sing.

I clapped my hands and cheered at Marcus who was glaring at me. He talked to the band and they started the playing music.

Marcus winked at me and gave me a playful smile.

Now that’s suspicious.

Then Marcus started singing and my jaw hanged wide open.

(Song above)

Nossa, nossaContent rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Assim voce me mata

Ai, se eu te pego

Ai, ai se eu te pego

Delicia, delicia

Assim voce me mata

Ai, se eu te pego

Ai, ai, se eu te pego

Everyone around us cheered and started dancing to his song. I was too shocked to do anything because I didn’t know Marcus could sing this very well. I know this song and Marcus sings exactly like Michel Telo. It was amazing.

An old lady dragged me by hand and brought me to the dance floor. I started swaying my hips and dancing with them. I looked at the stage and saw Marcus staring at me as he sang. I sent him a flying kiss and danced with the old ladies.

By the time the song ended everyone erupted into a sea of applause and cheers. Marcus face blushed in crimson red and I laughed at his shyness.

Marcus jumped down from the stage with a big smile on his face and cupped my face in his hands. He angled my face to his and crashed his lips onto mine. As he did I heard everyone around us whistle and cheer.

I smile against his lips and deepened the kiss, cheerishing the moment we have for ourselves.