Rafael's POV

At the party.

I was staring at my hand watch repeatedly while dancing with Debbie. I was about to leave the dancing space when I saw Natalie resting her head on some blond guy. I raised an eyebrow. They were dancing intimately.

I clenched my fists and tensed up as I felt my blood boiling.

"Look Bebe! They're so cute, aren't they? He seems to be her boyfriend," Debbie said, glaring at Natalie.

I don't know why, but I didn't like the idea of her having a boyfriend. I always thought that she was lonely. What ridiculous damn thoughts!

She was a grown woman, and for sure she had a lover!

I remember when I danced with her earlier. At that time, I ignored my abnormal feelings and instead of thinking about it, I asked her calmly about her boyfriend, trying hard to ignore the strange emotional storm inside my body.

When she mentioned him, I felt that I needed to cut her lips. I didn't think about the whole situation before I signed that damn marriage contract. Perhaps I ought to have stipulated in the contract that she should not have a relationship with any man during the period of the contract?

I really need to tie her hands up and punish her severely. My sadistic tendencies began to take over my mood.

Should I go and drag her to the nearest room to teach her a lesson? To teach her how to respect a husband? To make her moan and cry for mercy under me?

I felt my body hardened just from imagining her!

What the fuck?

My dark side got over me.

I badly needed to make her kneel on her knees and beg me to have mercy on her. To see the prints of my whip on her bare skin.

'Why not? She is already my wife. I already have a marriage contract with her' my evil side tried to convince me.

'It's a marriage contract you idiot, not a slave contract', I laughed at myself.

'Then make her sign a slave contract!' I growled to myself. My eyes darkened.

Every cell of my body needed to make her my submissive.

Just at the right time, Debbie talked and hugged me to save me from my intrusive thoughts and from doing something to regret!

"Do you miss me this much?" she said after she felt my hardened body.

I caressed her cheeks but didn't reply.

It is difficult to tell a woman that your cock has hardened for another woman and not for her while she stands between your arms. Even if she doesn't love you, it is still rude.

Debbie was an angel, literally.

Bravely she had offered me to marry her to unite our financial empires. She is the only heiress to her father.

And she is like me, does not believe in love. An ideal couple, aren't we?

But I have to wait six months to cancel my contracted marriage with Natalie before we get married.

Debbie knows nothing about that contract. I don't intend to tell her, it's an unnecessary detail.

I only believe in numbers! As Debbie does. That's the only truth in life. Love is useless, that shit makes you dumb, poor, weak and irrational.

There is no love, it's just sex!

Fucking bodies is the only truth. Nothing spiritual.

"Do you think they will marry?" Debbie asked.

So, this is her man. I kept my eyes on them all the dancing period. I don't know why I felt uneasy!! I should have expected that she was young and beautiful. It's normal for her to have a boyfriend, but why am I furious??

I sighed, thinking of her marrying David or this guy who's dancing with her. My gaze focused on her back. She was buxom just in the right places exactly. She always keeps hiding herself in wide hoodies though.

"I need to go home honey, it was a long day and I feel exhausted" Debbie said.

It was just a moment that I moved my eyes on them, and in the other moment they vanished!

In the morning, I sat at the breakfast table with grandma and my aunt Tobi. I was thinking about divorce. It should be after six months, then I can marry Debbie and incorporate her father's companies to become subject to my corporate empire!

That's how the sadistic monster always thinks, how to control and subject!

As the only legitimate heir to Merrin's fortune that cannot be consumed by fire, I had to be strong and heartless, and I was.

"The party was legendary last night. Natalie indeed made a lot of effort" aunt Tobe said, sipping her coffee.

My grandma nodded in agreement, "Yes, she did! This girl is plessed"

I heard their conversation in silence. But it made me think about the events of last night.

I don't know what had happened to me back then for doing these strange things. How I felt that way about Natalie, this won't happen again, never. I see her just like a friend, nothing else. Pretty sure it was the drink effect.

Natalie is just a friend, stepsister, and good employee. Nothing more!

She's younger than I am by ten years, for God's sake!

I remembered her tightened dress of last night that highlighted her feminine curves.

I felt my cock harden again.

'Fuck!' I growled in my mind.

What the hell is happening to me? Why do I keep thinking about her in that intimate way? She used to be my FRIEND, for God's sake.

I pulled out my thoughts when I heard her chuckles. I raised my head to look at her, and a second later, I froze!

'Fuck again!!' I growled between my teeth.

My hand shook and a little of my coffee splashed onto the table.

One of the domestic staff started cleaning the splashed coffee.

I saw her step inside the door, hanging her hand on the man's of the last night arm.

'Is he indeed her boyfriend?'

'Did they spend last night together?'

This thought made my blood boil.

I felt a strange and weird feeling. A shock hit me.

As if a train had run over me. My heart tightened and I clenched my fists.

"Good morning!" her delicate voice came to my ears.

She smiled while she was getting close to the table with her companion, avoiding looking directly into my eyes.

But wait!! What the hell is she wearing?! A man's clothes??