Forever with the Billionaire

Hillary POV

As I waited in Loukas’s large dining room, my heart beat erratically. It was my first time there because the dining hall was on the second floor, which was essentially home and a no-go zone for me. I’ve only been there once, to wake Loukas in his room. It was also the last time I visited. I waited for them as I set the table after obtaining proper permission from Rotimi, who gave me the go-ahead to place the meal I prepared on Loukas’s dining table.

The dining table was made of tempered glass and had four transparent black chairs. I cooked three meals to distract myself from the thought of Loukas, but while I was cooking, I couldn’t stop thinking about him and how his hand had fondled my breast and how sexy his voice was. The mere thought of it sent shivers up and down my spine. I couldn’t get it out of my head.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Get a grip,” I told myself as I set the plates on the table and sat in the first chair on the left side, waiting for Rotimi and Loukas to arrive. I waited for them for twenty minutes before they decided to show up and waste my time. “You’re here,” I said as Rotimi wheeled Loukas into the Dining Hall.

“Something smells nice,” Rotimi said, sniffing the air and giving me thumbs up. “I can’t wait to taste your food,” he said as he assisted Loukas on the chair at the table’s edge.

Our gazes locked, and he looked at me as if waiting for me to say something. After what he did to me the day before, I shouldn’t be the one to say anything. We continued to stare at each other until Rotimi decided to end the stare-off. “What exactly are we eating?” Rotimi smacked his fork against the table like a child.

“I’ll serve you both,” I said as I stood up beside Rotimi and opened the first dish containing the first meal I made. It was a French bread oven-baked pizza. “I made this because I think you two will enjoy it!”

” Wow!” As I placed the bread pizza on Rotimi’s plate, he clapped his hands. He bit into it and moaned with delight. “Delicious!” He exclaimed and gave me another thumbs up.

I chuckled, oblivious to the fact that Loukas was waiting for me to serve him. “Are we going to have to wait until Rotimi is done eating before you serve me?” He’s at it again with his rude demeanor. I wasn’t surprised because this was his usual demeanor.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized as I placed the French bread pizza on his plate. I sat down to mine after serving it. Raising my head to face him, I observed him cutting a slice of bread and inserting it into his mouth. I licked my lips as he chewed it, and when he caught me staring, I visibly gulped and pretended to take the glass of water from the table. I sipped the water and set the glass down on the table. “This tastes pretty good,” I commented.

Loukas chuckled as he dropped the fork on his head, but his actions caused him to choke. I poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, acting like a crazy wife. He looked at me as he drank from the glass cup, and when he was done, he gently placed it on the table. “Are you all right?” I inquired of him.

“Your meal is so sweet that he choked on it,” Rotimi joked, and I laughed.

“I didn’t choke because of that,” Loukas said quickly. “I choked because she’s stupid,” he said, pointing at him.

“Excuse me,” I said, wondering why he was calling me names after I served him a delicious meal and gave him water instead of letting him choke to death.

Loukas chuckled as he pointed at me. I exchanged glances with Rotimi, who was busy stuffing his face with beef and broccoli, the second meal that I had prepared. He shrugged his shoulders and continued eating when he noticed I was staring at him.

“I have a proposal for you,” he said, shifting in my seat as I waited to hear what he had to say.

“What exactly is it?” I set the fork on my plate and picked up the glass of water on my table to drink, but his next words made me choke on the water.

“I need you to marry me,” he exclaimed.

I began coughing as Rotimi rubbed my back, and he just sat there watching me as he ate the bread pizza, not caring if I was choking to death. “Are you all right?” Rotimi continued to rub my back.

When the coughing stopped, I nodded and raised my head to face Loukas. I glared at him and noticed him smirking back. “What is that kind of proposal?” I asked him, looking at Rotimi, who didn’t seem surprised, as if they were on it together. “Did you know?” I inquired of Rotimi, who cleared his throat and averted his gaze.

“It will only be for six months until I get better,” Loukas replied to my inquiry. And just when I thought he was done, he went on. “I just need you to play the role of my wife until the therapy is over,” he added.

I laughed and clapped my hands, trying to make sense of what I had just heard. “Did you just propose marriage to me?”

“In name only,” he replied, dropping the fork on his hand. “But it would only be for a short time!”

I laughed once more and sighed. “You have no idea, do you?” I inquired.

“Of what?”

“Of what marriage is,” I replied, shifting in my seat. “Marriage is sacred, and it is a life-long commitment made by two people. You don’t ask people to marry you just for fun,” I explained.

“This is not a holy union, Hillary. It’s a deal that occurs in movies and stories. I’m making you a once-in-a-lifetime offer that will change your life. “We are not marrying because I love you,” The way he said it pierced my heart, but I faked a smile and listened to what he had to say. “I am marrying you purely for business purposes, and the only reason I am doing so is to gain a competitive advantage and I can’t achieve it without a wife so, ” he pointed to me. ” I am asking you to become my wife, ” he stated.

“why?”

Loukas rolled his eyes and made a face. “Are you stupid?” he inquired. “Didn’t you hear everything I said?” He smirked.

“Lou,” Rotimi addressed him. ” I believe she is surprised because you announced it out of nowhere.”

“She shouldn’t be surprised because we’re not getting married for the rest of our lives. It’s only for six months, and then she’ll be on her own.”

“That’s why I’m asking you why you chose me over someone else!” I slammed my hand on the table and locked my gaze on him. “I must know why!”

“Because you’re my therapist,” he replied, and I just rolled my eyes.

Is that all I ever meant to him? his therapist! I wanted to scream it so loudly that he could hear it. I thought I heard him say he was attracted to me once, but now I’m his therapist.

What a pleasant surprise.

“I believe you are ideal for this position, and if you help me, Hillary, I will help you as well,” he promised. I just stared at him, not saying anything.

” If you need time to think about it, you can do so.…” Rotimi attempted to speak, but Loukas interrupted him.

“You know there’s no time, Rotimi,” Loukas said, his face emotionless as it always was, and he raised his brows at me. “You need to make a decision quickly so I can plan the next phase of our wedding,” he said.

I sighed and closed my eyes, remembering everything that had happened since I met Loukas. I wanted to be close to him, but I never expected him to ask me to marry him.

My inner voice reminded me that it was just a business proposal. I exhaled an exasperated sigh and shoved one of the bread pizzas into my mouth. I drank from the glass that was on the table. After swallowing the bread pizza, I looked at Loukas, who looked at me with disgust, as if eating quickly was a bad thing.

“I’ll agree to this, but,” I paused and turned to face Rotimi, who had a worried look in his eyes. “You need to tell me the real reason you’re marrying me,” I said, knowing Loukas would disagree.

“I’ve already explained why I needed you. What else do you require?” He inquired.

“The real reason,” I said with a smile. I told him, “Only then will I agree to your decisions.”

Rotimi nodded in response and exchanged glances with Loukas. “I think you should tell her because she’s going to be your wife,” he said.

Loukas let out a sigh and nodded in agreement with my rules. I clapped my hands and smiled. I was selling my soul to the devil and instead of regretting it, I was delighted.

Once I know why he decided to do that then it will all be for good and maybe, we’ll get along but I know that Loukas wasn’t the type to get along with anyone especially someone like me.