Forced Marriage To The Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 11

AUTHOR'S POV

“ Are there no maids here? ” Silas groaned out as he noticed her cooking breakfast.

He eyed her from afar trying to get past this awkward situation. She had not talked to him after that moment in the closet. She silently took her clothes and left his room.

Now she stood in front of the kitchen counter making breakfast. She was wearing her casual clothes, a grey shirt with shorts. Her long legs were on display for him to ogle and die breathlessly. Her face was bare of any makeup. She did not look like Sara at all. She looked like some sweet wife who was cooking breakfast for her loving family. The thought made Silas snicker to himself.

Sara's eyes raised up to find him standing near the doorway.

“ There will be no maids. ” She replied finally, making him sigh heavily.

“ Why? Are we running short on money Baby? ” He joked trying to lighten up the mood. Her eyes were emotionless now which made him think that they were some kind of strangers. Well. Logically, they were strangers but atleast they were married.

“ I don't like people roaming around in my house. People who can simply poison me on one of my family member's order. ” Shrugging her shoulders, Sara spread butter on the bread.

What she said was serious and in all honesty cruel but her face was as blank as an empty paper. Perhaps, she was not affected by these things anymore.

“ Besides... ” Slowly, she raised her head to meet Silas's curious eyes.

“ We have you now. You can do all the work. ” She smiled, the gesture not reaching her cold eyes at all.

He fucked up, didn't he? Now she was going to start making his life hell like she promised.

In the end, she was in fact Sara Lexing - Alexander.

Silas smirked and folded his arms on his chest. “ Ofcourse. You have me now. ” This came out more sensual which made Sara pause to stare at him in confusion.

He had a great idea. A perfect one.

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Something was off with Silas. He agreed to do all the housework too easily. This was making Sara's nerves tick.

He definitely had some plan. A plan to overturn everything on her. Sara thought about this as she drove to Hotel Paradise.

There was an important meeting ahead of her yet all she could think about was Silas Alexander. Her Peasant Husband, the one of a kind headache.

Shaking her head, Sara parked the car in the hotel's parking and made her way to Room 578 directly.

As she stopped in front of the room, she looked around herself. The corridors were empty and the rooms were surely soundproof. Sara had some kind of bad feeling about this whole thing.

She looked down at her clothes. She was wearing a black dress that reached to her knees paired up with black heels and a black watch on her wrist.

Her eyes went to the black handbag she was carrying. She did not forget to take a pepper spary can with her. Just in case something bad happened, at least she would be able to gain some time.

“ Nothing will happen. ” She reassured herself and knocked two times at the door.

Her heart was thumping against her ribcage. She did not know if she will even be able to make him agree to make the deal with Lexingtons.

Leave that thought aside, she did not know if President Gabriel was going to behave like a human or not.

The door to the room opened making her glance up to find Caleb, President Gabriel's PA standing on the other side.

“ Good Evening Ma'am. Sir is waiting for you inside. ” He came to the point directly and gestured for her to come inside.

Just as she stepped inside, he closed the door. She turned to look at him and found the space empty. He left and closed the door on his way out.

Fear was clouding Sara's mind but her feet moved on their own taking her to the living area of this luxurious Suite.

There he was sitting on one of the couch, his eyes watching her like a predator observing its prey. Wearing a grey suit, he looked decent but the evil shine in his eyes gave his trueself away. He was an ugly fat man with Power and nothing more.

“ I was waiting for you Sara Lexington. ” He gestured for her to sit and Sara marched to the couch opposite him. “ Not there Dear. Sit here. I have hearing problems, I can't hear you from so far. ” He chuckled making Sara roll her eyes.

This old geezer was really living upto to his reputation of being a manwhore.

' Endure it Sara. Be patient. ' Her subconscious mind whispered to her making her sigh.

Sara walked to the couch on which he was sitting and sat down on the far right corner as far as she could sit from this shitty man.

“ Mr. Gabriel. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. ” Sara started noticing how Gabriel was staring at her bare lower legs. This made her shrink in herself. The look he was giving her was just too disgusting.

“ I wanted to talk about th- ” Inhaling deeply, Sara started again but he shook his hand in the air making her pause.

“ Do you want a drink? ” He asked, a vular grin stretching across his lips that made Sara sick to her stomach. He was undressing her with his eyes and she was unable to do anything.

“ No Thank you. ” Gritting her teeth, Sara refused politely, keeping her tone as soft as possible.

She did not want to offend him. That was why she endured everything. She needed his support.

“ So Sara... ” He grabbed the glass of whiskey that was placed on the table in front of them and trailed off taking a sip.