Pretend Married (A Billionaire Love Story) (6 page)

A
fter dinner that night
, I took a long hot bath and an over-the-counter sleeping pill. My thoughts were reeling and racing through my brain. I needed to relax and somehow quiet my mind. One moment I was dead-set against helping Edward and my attitude was “Screw him and screw the rest of the world with him!” And the next minute I was imagining my extravagant wedding – “the high society event of the season” and picturing what our inevitably gorgeous child would look like. I couldn’t seem to stop my own mental torture.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t deny the truth of my relationship with Edward. As my boss, he was unreasonably demanding and controlling. He gave me very little latitude; the usual tight leash. So when I asked myself “What kind of husband (albeit a fake one) and father would he be?” the answer just didn’t sound too promising.

The sleep aid eventually kicked in, my eyelids became heavy and I drifted off to sleep. And boy did I ever have a doozy of a dream! Of course it had to be about me and Edward:

We were having sex in a giant bed in the middle of Golden Gate Park. It started off pretty great too – Edward had my hands tied to the headboard with his necktie and he was plowing me real slowly with my legs peeled back to my ears. Then all of a sudden I was on my knees and wearing a diamond-studded dog collar. How the hell did that happen? The necktie became a dog leash and suddenly I’m tethered to a fire hydrant while he’s screwing me from behind in typical doggie-style fashion. Next thing I know, we’re in bed in Raymond Bidwell’s office and the lawyer is feeding me a dog biscuit. Then the room starts spinning and shrinking – the walls are closing in on me and Edward is controlling everything. The dog leash morphs into puppet strings. Edward is pulling and working the strings that are attached to my hands and feet. He’s yanking me around and controlling my every move. He walks me into my Barbie Doll box, closes the top and puts me on a shelf with other dolls. He only takes me out to play with me when he needs a sex toy. He tells me he’s going to put a baby in me and next thing I know I’m wearing a wedding veil and carrying a screaming baby with a jack-o-lantern pumpkin head that has Nonno’s face carved into it!

I woke up in an ice cold sweat, whimpering and trembling. Holy shit! What the fuck was
that
all about! Talk about night terrors! In an instant it all came flooding back to me: The will, the marriage requirement, the baby. Oh my God what a horrible nightmare!

I heard a light tapping at my bedroom door and then my brother’s voice:

“Are you okay in there Sis?”

“Yeah…. Yeah I’m okay Michael!”

Good old Michael. Always watching out for me. I laid there awake for quite a long time trying to slow down my breathing and heart rate so I could fall back to sleep. What time was it? I looked at my alarm clock – 3AM? My brain kept mulling over the weirdness of my dream. Was there a message in it for me? Besides the obvious one about Edward being an extremely controlling sex maniac? What about the part where our baby looked like a Halloween pumpkin with Nonno’s face………crying and screaming. What was that about? That was definitely the most unsettling………I couldn’t get that creepy image out of my mind.

I
was jolted
out of my sleep by the sound of my door chimes ringing. I sprang out of bed, threw my robe over my naked body and looked at my digital clock – 4:30AM?! Who could possibly be at my front door at this hour? Whoever it was, it must be bad news. Nobody had good news at fucking 4:30 in the morning!

I quickly checked my front porch security camera: To my utter surprise Julia Jones was standing there looking up into the lens at me with a sheepish smile. I heard the sound of Nigel shuffling down the marble hallway toward me in his bedroom slippers.

“Who’s at the door Edward?”

“It’s just Julia. I’ll let her in. You can go back to bed Nigel.”

“You don’t say! Miss Jones already? She made up her mind more quickly than I thought! Good luck sir!”

Nigel had a very satisfied smile on his face as he turned and shuffled back down the hall to his room.

I opened the massive front door for Julia and gestured for her to come inside.

“Julia what a surprise! So what do I owe this early unexpected pleasure? You’re looking very….. uh…..sleepy and disheveled actually.”

“Thank you for noticing Edward, but I didn’t come here for a critique of my appearance. And by the way you might want to cinch up your robe a little tighter……it looks like Mr. Johnson is trying to escape south of the border.”

“Sorry about that…..I’ll try to rein him in. I can see why it would be extremely difficult for you to concentrate with a distraction of this size and magnitude practically slapping you in the face.”

“Oh my God Edward, I can never decide which is bigger…….your dick or your ego!”

“We can measure them both right now if you’d like? So why are you here again?”

“Well after a lot of mental turmoil, I’ve made a decision regarding your legal situation.”

“And you couldn’t just call me on the phone..……like in a few hours from now?”

“No I couldn’t just call you on the phone! Maybe I’m old-fashioned, but I think a major decision like this requires a face-to-face conversation. I even felt it was important enough to take a cab over here.”

“But not important enough to comb your hair?”

“Edward you’re such an asshole! Are your trying to make me change my mind about helping you?”

“I’m just teasing you Julia! You know I think you’re hot no matter what your fuckin’ hair looks like!”

I grabbed her playfully around the waist and as I did so the meaning of her words started sinking in.

“Did I hear you say ‘change your mind about helping me’? Does that mean you’re on board with the marriage plan? Please tell me you’re on board!”

“Yes Edward. That’s what I’m here to tell you. I
am
going to help you get your inheritance. I will marry you and I will be the mother of your child.”

I couldn’t believe it! Julia was coming through for me after all! That was going to make everything so much easier. I wouldn’t have to go through the hassle of searching for someone, vetting them and doing a background check and all that other shit. The woman I trusted the most was willing to help me! Everything was fucking perfect now!

“Julia you’re a life saver! I can’t thank you enough. Believe me I will do everything I can to make this as painless as possible for you.”

“Well when you figure out how to make
labor and childbirth
painless, you’ll make your next billion!”

“Look at that great sense of humor you’re gonna pass on to our kid!”

“Edward I do have one condition for this arrangement or deal or whatever you want to call it.”

“You have a condition? What kind of condition? Remember, you don’t need to worry too much about the legal mumbo jumbo. We’ll have a very comprehensive contract drawn up with all the specifics.”

“No, I’m not really talking about legal conditions. I’m not really concerned about any of that. I know the contract will be fair. It’s just that if I’m going to do this with you, we have to do things MY way. You can’t be controlling every aspect of every situation. I will NOT allow myself to be treated like a plaything, or worse yet, like a puppet. Do you understand what I’m saying? It’s extremely important that we’re on the same page if you want this to work. I’m very serious about this Edward. It’s my way or no way.”

I couldn’t help but be amused. SHE had conditions. How cute of her. I liked that she was trying to exercise some semblance of power over me. It was extremely sexy and my one-track mind began picturing her in a leather bustier with a whip…….

“I can tell you definitely mean business Julia. And there is no bigger turn-on in this world to me than a strong confident woman. I am so fucking hard for you right now babe.”

I pulled her tightly into me while steering her hand underneath my robe and onto my obviously erect cock.

Julia looked up at me with her dark soulful eyes and softly moistened her full pouty pink lips with her tongue. I enveloped her in my embrace and forcefully kissed her waiting mouth. Then I swept her up into my arms and carried her into my bedroom, closing the door behind me. I sat down on the edge of the bed and set Julia down in front of me between my legs.

She was wearing a white summer sundress that looked beautiful against her skin. And her cute little denim Levi jacket added just the right combination of pure innocence and hot fuckability. I slipped two of my fingers inside her little thong panties and relished her wetness. Sinking them further into her I felt her dig her French manicured nails slightly into the flesh on my forearms. I slid my fingers out of her slit and slowly sucked her slickness off of them. Then I undid the sash on my robe and reclined back onto my elbows on the bed. Julia slipped out of her jacket and dropped to her knees as I stroked my cock to signal my desire for her hot mouth. Yes Julia was a confident woman alright, but she also loved being under my sexual command….

“Julia, show me your tits honey.”

She untied the halter-top of her dress, allowing it to simply fall away and reveal her stunning breasts. I swear just the sight of them could make most any man come right on the spot. She leaned in and began licking my throbbing member with the most “naughty little girl” look on her face. Her sensual tongue flicked under the head and lapped its way down to the base while she worked my balls in the palm of her hand. Then she took my dick between her lips and slid it further into her wet mouth, sucking and pulling the length of it in and out. Holy fuck was she orally talented! She could literally curl my toes.!

“Julia don’t stop…..I’m almost there!”

She quickened her strokes as she gripped my loins. I decided in the final moments that I wanted to come in her pussy instead of her mouth so I gave her the signal to let go and I yanked her on top of me into the bed. Then I rolled her over and positioned her onto her knees with her gorgeous ass pressed against my thighs. Her lacy little dress was already hiked up over her delicious hips………

“Oh Julia that is one perfectly shaped ass you have there…..”

“Edward fuck me! I need to come baby! Oh God I want your cock!”

“Hold on honey, give me a minute to slide this raincoat on…….”

With the condom secured, now all I had to do was slide her tiny slice of thong aside and spread her sweet pink lips apart with my fingers before entering her from behind.

I immediately started fucking Julia hard and deep. I wanted to make sure she had a chance to come before I did but I was on the brink of losing it. Through force of will I was able to retain my maximal hip thrusts until I finally felt her entire body lift upward and buck wildly.

“Fuck Edward don’t stop. I’m coming!”

And with Julia’s announcement, I came into her as well. Always happy to oblige a lady…

Poor Julia collapsed beneath my weight into the bed with me landing on top of her. I instantly rolled off and pulled her trembling body into mine, spooning her from behind and cupping her breasts in my hands. The nape of her neck glistened with sweat and her damp hair clung to it. I brushed it aside and gently kissed her cool moist skin.

“Julia you are definitely one persuasive clever-tongued little temptress. I’m practically powerless under your sexual spell. I think you could talk me into just about anything, you know that?”

“So do we have an agreement Edward?...... Edward? ……..Did you hear what I said?”

I was lost in my own head, just enjoying my brief moment of post sex bliss.

“Huh? Who? Sure. Whad’ya say babe?”

“Do you
understand
that things have to be my way? You know….. with the entire marriage arrangement and the baby?”

Julia kept talking while I stretched in the bed and closed my eyes. The world was nothing but a happy place…

Julia grabbed my balls and gave them a hard tug, jolting me from my desired slumber.

“Edward I need you to look at me while I’m speaking!”

I turned to look at Julia who was obviously pissed. I seemed to have an uncanny knack for doing that. At any rate, I realized it would be better to listen up… She had me
literally
by the balls.

“You have my full attention Julia. What do want from me?”

“You are SO infuriating! You haven’t heard a word I’ve said have you?”

Naturally she didn’t wait for me to respond to her rhetorical question.

“I’m trying to tell you Edward that if I help you get your inheritance, things have to be done MY way!”

Fuck! She was beautiful when she was mad!

“Yes Julia. Anything you say. Absolutely. We will do everything YOUR way.”

I stood up and kissed her on the forehead.

“Seeing as it’s clear you’re not going to let me get any rest, I’ll tell Nigel to start breakfast for us. I’m starving! Wanna shower with me?”

W
hile Edward showered
and Nigel prepared breakfast, I checked my phone messages and emails. In my rush to run over and share my decision with Mr. Clueless, I had forgotten to leave a note for Michael as to my whereabouts. There were no messages from him, which meant he was still sleeping. I shot him a quick text:
Went n2 work early
. I reasoned that electronic lying was somehow not as wrong as face-to-face dishonesty. Maybe Edward’s shameless attitude was rubbing off on me…

Edward had naturally invited me to shower with him but I declined the offer. I was still disgusted with his utter rudeness. Especially after we just had sex! How do you totally disregard a person you were just intimate with ten minutes ago? Anyway, I didn’t feel like being all cozy with him in the shower and believe me that was
HIS
loss. I decided I’d just shower later when I got home.

The intercom buzzed in the bedroom. It was Nigel informing us that breakfast was ready in the dining room. “Thanks Nigel. We’ll be right out.”

Right on cue Edward came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel and whistling a cheery little tune. It was quite a bit off-key but it sounded like “Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah”.

“Nigel said breakfast is ready. Hurry up and get dressed so we can eat it before it gets cold.”

Edward smirked and unfastened his towel letting it drop to the floor.

“Trust me. He will keep it warm for us.”

He strutted over to me in all his supreme nakedness and pulled me to him. Then he started grinding his bare cock into my hips. I immediately went wet between my thighs but I was able to summon up all my will power and push him away.

“No Edward! Where are your manners? Nigel went through the trouble of making breakfast for us.”

“That’s what I pay him for Julia. And since when do
you
ask for manners in the bedroom? Usually it’s quite the opposite…..”

Edward brought his massive dick back over to me for my reconsideration. He truly had no idea how hard it was for me to resist him, but I strengthened my resolve.

“You know what? I’m going out to the dining room without you. I have too much respect for Nigel’s hard work.”

“Suit yourself. No doubt you’ll be regretting your decision later on in the day.”

I headed out of the bedroom toward the wonderful aroma of Nigel’s breakfast. Edward was right about one thing: I
was
regretting my decision. Except not the sexual one he was thinking of. I couldn’t help but have serious reservations about being tied to such an enormous jackass for the rest of my life; even if it was only through our shared child custody agreement.

Thankfully, Nigel’s cheerful greeting made me forget about all the things that were gnawing at me.

“Good-morning Miss Jones! You certainly do light up a room!”

“Well thank you Nigel. Good-morning and how sweet of you to say that!”

I kissed Nigel on the cheek as he pulled out my chair for me.

“Thank you for making such a lovely breakfast for us. Edward is still dressing so he’ll be a little late. He sends his apologies.”

Nigel couldn’t help but laugh at my lame attempt to cover up Edward’s rudeness.

“That’s a good one Miss Jones! What a superb sense of humor you have my dear!”

I had to giggle myself. There was no way to fool him; he knew Edward way too well.

“Nigel you’re such a treasure. But will you please stop calling me Miss Jones and just call me Julia?”

“How about a compromise……Miss Julia?”

“Alright I guess I can accept that. Will you sit down and join me for breakfast Nigel?”

“I already ate Miss Julia but I suppose I could sit down for a bit until your tardy breakfast date arrives. Coffee?”

“Yes please. Wow! Do you cook breakfast like this every morning? It’s like a complete breakfast buffet – eggs, sausage, bacon, waffles, juice……..it’s fantastic!”

I placed my napkin on my lap and surveyed the table some more. I hardly knew where to start.

“No. As a matter of fact I don’t. Most of the time Edward eats a very light breakfast before work. But I had a feeling
you
would probably appreciate it today.”

“I most certainly do! Thank you so much for thinking of me!”

“If you don’t mind me asking Miss Julia, are you going to be………joining the family so to speak?”

“I don’t mind at all Nigel. And yes I am going to be joining the Armani family. I guess I hadn’t thought about it in quite those words exactly. Perhaps I’ll get to eat a lot more of your delicious breakfasts then?”

“Nothing would please me more. And if you need anything at all please don’t hesitate to ask me. I’m here for you Miss. If it’s one thing I know, it’s the Armani family.”

“Thank you Nigel. That’s very comforting and very reassuring. I really appreciate that.”

“Well I mean it. Don’t hesitate to ask me for anything. I’m sure you know the task you’re taking on will not be an easy one.”

“Yes I know that. And I’m still wondering if I’m cut out for such a challenge.”

“If it helps at all, I have complete faith in you. In fact nobody else would even remotely be able to handle such a duty. Edward is a very lucky man indeed.”

“Thank you for the kind words Nigel. That does help me a lot.”

I took a bite of my waffle and washed it down with Nigel’s scrumptious hazelnut coffee.

“I am concerned about dealing with two kids though…..”

“Two kids Miss?”

“Yes. The baby AND Edward!”

Nigel and I both burst out laughing as Edward entered the dining room.

“What’s so funny you two?”

Nigel looked slyly over at me and grinned.

“Miss Julia was just talking about unruly children. I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone now. I have a kitchen to clean.”

“You don’t have to go Nigel!”

“Yes he does Julia. I plan on doing unspeakable things to you underneath the table.”

“Sorry Miss. Little Eddie is ALL yours!”

Nigel poked me in the shoulder and scurried out of the room.

“You know… I absolutely love Nigel!” I said, laughing as I looked back at Edward.

“What was that all about anyway? What was with that ‘Little Eddie’ remark?”

“Oh nothing. I had just mentioned something earlier about sometimes feeling like I’m your mother.”

Edward looked quizzical.

“Sometimes you feel like my mother? Really? Even though you’re only like….. what?........five years older than I am?”

“Excuse me? Five years OLDER? You think I’m five years older than you? Are you kidding me?”

“Well aren’t you?”

“Edward I’m two years YOUNGER than you! You idiotic moron! Jesus Christ Edward you don’t even know how old I am?”

“I’m sorry Julia. Does it really matter? Five years? Two years? Who cares? You look very youthful!”

“That’s not the point! How can you not know how old I am?”

“Well how come you’re telling Nigel you feel like you’re my mother? And could you pass me the bacon please?”

“Look Edward if I’m going to marry you, things need to look legitimate. It’s important that people think we’re a
real
couple.”

“Well we sure as hell fight like a real fuckin’ couple!”

“You’ve got a point there actually……….but that’s not what I mean! People should believe we are really in love and that we are getting married because we adore each other. It can’t look like this is just all about your inheritance money. Company stock is already down after news of your grandfather’s passing got out. You need to present a stable image… You need to show the stock holders that you’re going to do right by this company, and I’m going to help you do that! And by the way, I hope you have already had everyone at the law office sign confidentiality agreements.”

“Of course. All Armani legal personnel are sworn and signed to secrecy.”

“And more importantly for me Edward is that it
cannot
look like I’m just after your money. I do not
ever
want to be known as “Julia Jones, gold-digger to the Armani fortune.”

Our serious conversation was suddenly interrupted by Nigel’s loud applause coming from the kitchen.

“Very well put Julia. Nigel obviously agrees with you and so do I. You’ve given this a lot of thought already and that’s exactly why I picked you. You’re smart. Very smart. And I know you will have my best interest at heart. You’re loyal through and through.”

I couldn’t help but wonder if I could say the same about Edward, and with the same amount of conviction. Would he be equally loyal to
me
? Would he have
my
best interest at heart?

“Edward I sure hope I can count on you to do the same by me. Can I? Once we make our commitment public I will not tolerate
any
misbehavior on your part that will make me look foolish or have people pitying me! You got me?”

More applause from the kitchen. That Nigel! It was nice to know I had his support.

Edward put down his fork and stopped eating, apparently in a show of sincerity. He reached out and took my hand in his while he looked deeply into my eyes. For a change, he spoke slowly and thoughtfully:

“Julia you have nothing to worry about. I will not disrespect you or disappoint you. You can totally count on me. We will be the most adoring couple the public has ever seen. I promise you. Nobody will ever be able to guess that our relationship is just for show. And I’ll make sure not a soul suspects that the driving force behind our commitment and marital bond is actually…..
only
money.”

Edward brought my fingers up to his lips and kissed my hand gallantly. His demeanor was so uncharacteristically pensive; so unusually deep and serious. Something about him even seemed a little sad as he excused himself from the table. But at the moment I didn’t feel like talking about it anymore. I just wanted to go home, shower and take a nap. I was exhausted. Just then my phone buzzed, signaling a text. It was Michael:
Look outside the front window!
Oh hell no! Don’t tell me he’s here! How was that possible?