Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress

   Moira seduced Yves well, but she doesn't want to go further. She knew that Alanis would watch over her from afar, although his men are there to protect her. She checked her phone and received a notification from Fox that it's already settled. Then she received a message from her fiancé with three hearts. 

   She smiled and put her phone down. 

"Where are we again?" She asked and leaned her chin over her intertwined fingers. 

"Uhh, are you going to stay here in the resort?" He asked. He probably had a great plan or something. 

"Yeah, Alanis just texted. He will be here soon." 

   Yves's frowned and then in a few minutes, Alanis came with five bodyguards with him, wearing khaki shorts and a thin sleeveless shirt and black sunglasses. He moved behind her and bent down to kiss her cheek and then he pulled down his shades and glared at Yves. 

"Darling, even though you declare war with him, be good today, okay?" She said sweetly to him. 

"Don't worry, Darling." He sat down and glared at Yves. They stared at each other for a little while. Moira cleared her throat and reached Alanis's thigh and told him to calm down. 

   Alanis smiled at Yves and then stood. 

"Are you done here, Darling? Our spa is waiting." 

"Yeah." She stood and gathered her things. "I'll talk to you soon, Yves." She winked and took Alanis's hand as they walked out of the reserved cottage. 

   Yves clenched his fist as he watched her giggled and smiled at Alanis. Then snuggled to him. How can that woman smile at that murderer? They are the same but why did she choose Alanis over him? 

   Alanis reached the umbrella from one of the bodyguards and make sure that the sun won't burn her. He checked her skin, it's flushing, and she needed more sunblock. 

"I am fine. I put sunblock a while ago." 

"It wasn't enough." He said. She giggled and stopped walking. 

"I need a piggyback ride. I am too lazy to walk in this heat." 

   He gave the umbrella back to the bodyguard and then kneel in front of him with his back on her. She wrapped herself at his back and he held her thighs, and he started walking toward the spa that he reserved for them. 

*** 

   Natasha tried not to feel uncomfortable toward her boss. She acted as nothing happened. She served him well from food to drinks to files. She then got time for groceries for him and he didn't want her to go out with the issued car. The driver is a standby, and she also got a bodyguard. She creased her brows. What is this all about? After the kiss, after the flirt and after he ripped off her clothes, he's doing something beyond. 

"This is uncomfortable." She murmured. She exhaled and get the lists of things he needed. Moira provided her the lists he needed, and he already checked his things yesterday if she's missing anything. 

   She just went to the grocery and choose the brands correctly. Then she glanced around and shuddered. Someone is following her beside the bodyguard that is assisting her around. She glanced at the mirror to see a person in a black jacket. She looked away and shuddered. 

   Her bodyguard is still at ease. He took the groceries and then open the car door for her. She slid inside and looked out to find the same person standing a few cars away glancing at their car. Her bodyguard gets into the passenger seat and he seemed to be talking to someone over the phone. He's murmuring and she couldn't hear it clearly. 

"Yes… we are on our way." He murmured and then the car started. 

*** 

   James knew it. Someone is following her around. He added a few bodyguards and tonight, he will be sleeping next to her. He waited for her to come. She arrived with snacks and tea for him. She set it on their dining table and then told him to eat first. 

"How's the shopping?" He asked and glanced at her two inches heels. 

"It's good. I gather all the things you needed." She said. 

"Remove her shoes and changed it to slippers." He told. She submissively followed him, and he stood from his seat and pull her to the dining chairs. He knelt one knee to cheek her feet. It's swollen and he massaged it a little.  

"I-I'm fine." She murmured. 

"We just met, Natasha." He said. "But when I set my mind to something—I would get it." 

   Natasha bit her lower lip in anxiety and then she sighed. Her hands are sweating and yet she liked how he touched her.

"James, I am here to work for you." 

"I know." He reached her hand. "I know all about you." He said those words like a warning that made her froze. "I know that you are the heiress of Valez. Do you want to take back what's yours? I can give it all to you…" He reached her chin with his fingers. "But you will stay with me. You will be mine." 

   Her hand shudders a little and he squeezed it. 

"Natasha, we will be leaving tomorrow. You know what will happen." 

"Please, I just—I just want to work." 

"Really?" He asked mockingly. She looked away. He sneered at her. "Okay. Let's start in Las Vegas, then you'll understand that Mondragon's are hard to kill." He stood and sat across her. 

   Her eyes dilated from what he said. She stared at him for long as he started eating. She clenches her fist over her thighs, and she looked down. 

"I have no choice." She muttered. James put down the servings and looked at her with full of attention. "My Aunt invested in a Russian syndicate and she's risking everything. My grandfather is their hostage. They send me here to kill you. I—I don't even know how to do it." Tears started streaming down her cheek. She wiped it quickly. 

"What do you want?" He asked her. She looked at him in teary eyes. She looked so terrified after she said those things. "We will take it one by one, just trust me. You will be safe. In exchange for those, you know what I want." 

   She sniffled and pressed her lips as she gripped her fist under the table. 

"O-Okay…" She said with a broken voice. He reached her cheek and wiped those tears away. 

"You can trust me on this, Natasha. The person who is forcing you to kill me is our main enemy. You don't have to be afraid because I'll protect you." 

   Natasha doesn't want to be a mistress or a gold digger in anyone's eyes. But she must risk this. She must risk her own body for the sake of her grandfather and her cousin from her mother's side that was also an orphan. He's just ten years old. It was a very hard decision after her Aunt risked everything to this syndicate. 

"Can I ask you a favor?" 

   He nodded. 

"I don't want our relationship in the office to be like normal employee-employer." 

"Okay. But inside this office, I can do anything I want when there's no one looking inside this office."

   She bit her lower lip and looked away. Okay, this is it. She's selling herself to a powerful tycoon. She's safe, maybe. He's not like other men, right? He wouldn't make her do all those kinky stuff? Or embarrassed her to someone? But, okay, she will be ready for anything. She will be ready for their hurtful words like whore, slut, gold-digger, and whatever that they could say. 

"Eat, we have lots of things to do." 

   She glanced at the clock. There's two hours to proceed to the video conference and an hour to get ready for their workout. She planned the time well and the conference ended after an hour. Then she proceeds to the gym to ready all of his things. 

   He approached her and hold her hips from behind. She froze and he leaned his chin over her shoulder. 

"I want to hear you play your cello tonight. Is that alright?" 

   The mint and wood smell of her boss was intoxicating, her legs become weak from his breath and touch. Okay, she gave up. She never became this weak over a man. He twisted her hips, so she could face him and he pushed her on the locker. 

   He gasped as he stared down at her mouth and she did as well and then he invades her mouth. She moaned and her hands wrapped around his nape automatically. It's like sparks make them become one. Maybe the heat at each other's body that they couldn't control. 

 James nearly ripped her clothes but he stopped himself and breathe heavily. Both of them are panting from that passionate wet kiss. He is also hard down there. He wanted to fuck her badly in those lockers, yet he wanted to have her in a comfortable bed and hear her scream for more. 

"Don't worry, darling, you'll be moaning more for the following days." He winked.