-Eleonora-

"So is it a date?" I heard Jennifer ask from the other side of the line

" I don't think so" I said. It sucked to be in the position I was in I couldn't even tell my own best friend that I was marrying for the sake of my family.

"It's clearly a date" she squealed in happiness" please tell me again how did you manage to get a day with the the hottest bachelor in the world " I rolled my eyes at her words while getting out of the car

"Blaze Maxwell is literally in every magazine people are saying he will take the first place of the most handsome man this year"

"That's impossible! Michael B. Jordan will forever hold that place " I stated she groaned at me seeing how I was taking all of this serious meanwhile I grab a few papers and my bag that were inside the car

"Whatever Ella" she said now annoying "You better tell the details when that is over"

"Sure I will Jenny" Altough Jennifer didn't knew the real reason behind everything I still needed her to support me in this difficult time or at least just be by my side will help.

I walked to the entrance of the restaurant meeting with a few cameras and journalists. I thought this was supposed to be a simple hang-out, not whitthis crowd of photographers and paparazzi or whatever this is.

"Mrs.Hart?"

"Mrs.Hart, is true you're meeting Mr.Maxwell?"

"Mrs.Hart, how long have you known each other?"

"Mrs.Hart, are you aware of the heartbreaks you are causing?"

I heard the questions but simply tried to enter the restaurant I mentally wanted to laugh at that last question, very professional of her indeed.

As I stepped in the restaurant I took a look back at the amount of flashes thinking of my future, a smiley man came into my vision with a black suit and a red tie on "May I have your coat Miss?"

"Sure" I smiled while taking the coat, he carefully helped me "Thank you" he guided me through the empty restaurant, it's 1 pm this should be full of people. The red velvet couches matched perfectly with the dark wooden floor, with ancient castle type of walls full of drawings of beautiful landscapes and also...naked people.

I followed the waiter to the only table with the lights candles, that made me realize how dim the light was in here. He was already sitting there looking at his phone probably working I guess.

"Mr.Hart as arrived" the waiter announced, he didn't looked at me once he simply continued writing on his phone I let out a sight realizing that this man lacked of social skills

"Sit" he ordered, I let out a disguised giggle at his stupid attempt of order me around. The waiter pushed my chair in signal for me to sit but always being very cordial and acting like a gentleman, Mr.Self-Center could have a lesson or two with this man.

I didn't sit in fact I nodded to the waiter appreciating his act, he smiled and went away. I took my plate and cutlery placing on the corner of the closest table while placing the documents on the previous place of the plate.

He didn't looked at me once, I calmly sat down and he placed the documents on his side of the table along with a pen who didn't had any plates on also, I strange the fact I didn't saw that... Wasn't he planning on eating? I guess we both want to get out as quick we can.

"I have my rules you can read them and sign under " he said looking at his phone

"I will sign it if I agree with it" I said taking his papers and placing mine on his side of the table, we started reading or terms and conditions for this marriage I must say I thought he was crazy but not this crazy.

This man claimed in the first lines that I should not touch him, I'm fine with didn't intend to touch him ever in this life, but his other conditions made me laugh at how absurd this man was. "Do no talk? What does that mean?" I asked

"To not talk I think it's very clear" he said while his eyes scanned my papers

"How will we communicate if I don't talk?"

"We won't need to, the only times we will talk will be in public events. Jump to page 13" I quickly roamed the pages till I saw the number 13 on the corner of the page, my eyes wandered around the page trying to catch the words he just said

I catched the word 'events' and started reading the paragraph.

All public events that require the participation of both as a couple must be correspondingly attended. It is of great importance the behavior of the couple in the eyes of the public of all due events, having to behave, act and speak like a couple. These acts will only be necessary at the beginning, during and at the end of the event, once they are alone, they will no longer have to act as a couple. This point must be remarked in any other cases in which both are in a situation where someone who does not know the true meaning behind this nuptial union, both has to behave as a couple, removing criticism, possible judgments and doubts before the couple's union.

He is really treating this as a business however I still was uncomfortable over the fact I couldn't talk to him in other situations what if I don't like and don't what something? What if he is pissing me off should I stay quiet ? No, I like to talk he can't just simply take that for me.

"I don't agree with this. I want to talk like a normal person just because you don't want to hear me doesn't mean I have to stop talking" I remarked

He turned another page not bothered by my words "Your talking distracts my brain, you keep on babbling words and things I don't really care about and that doesn't profit me in any way, makes my work complicated"

"What a shame." I rolled my eyes " I am going to talk...this is like taking a human right, I'm pretty sure this is not legal. Plus we'll do it like that, I don't appear when you're working that way I won't disturb you"

"I am always working even when I'm not" he declared with an annoying one as if that was something I should know

"Well I am talking so I'm sorry for that" he ignored my words I considered his silence as approval, we were in silence once again the only sound heard in the vast and lonely restaurant was of the sheets.

"You're not working on this thing of yours" he stated as if it was a fact or a decision he made

"What am I going to do? I have people working on there and I'm not the housewife material I'm sorry" I informed him

"The people will be unemployed, I will sold whatever this is and you can work on my company doing simple secretary work, gathering documents making photocopies. You know how to do that, right?" he asked with a lifted eyebrow looking briefly at me an then to the papers

"Of course I know how to do that" I informed quite angrily

"Great, then you have a job"

I took a deep breath and tried to focus on not murdering him with a knife "I will not be your secretary, I prefer you giving these people jobs"

"Fine, they'll work in some department according to their qualities but you will stay quiet. I'm pretty sure you'll have a great time doing nothing"

Every single word that comes out of his mouth makes me want to throw up all over his fancy expensive suit.

"I will work I have 20% of the company" I stated

"Well that's a problem between you and your father " that only made my blood boil even more he discard people like they are nothing but mere pawns on his game. "A story?" I heard him ask, guess he reached the fun part of my conditions and terms

"Yes"

"What do you mean?"

"We need to create an actual believable story of how we met, nobody will believe if we decided spontaneously marry after one week of meeting and dating each other" I responded. If he wanted this whole facade to work we had to make it believable.

"I will go with story number 3" he said turning the sheet, I wrote down some simple love stories to choose from so he would decide what story to tell the world.

Of all the cute love stories I wrote he choosed the one I disliked the most, I had one were we met at a business trip in France we went to amusement park as our first date and instantly clicked we started dating and eventually he proposed in the Eiffel Tower. The second was more cheesy but funny, we supposedly met at our favorite coffee shop I left my coat there and he kept, we never saw each other again after out attempts to meet at the coffee however by fate we met again at a teathre but he didn't had my coat we gathered a few time for him to give me my coat but he never brought him so we could have more little dates, one thing lead to another and we started dating. The other story is the lame love story, I did it purely for fun I think I was out of inspiration, we met at a reunion, I started to appear representing my father's company and after a time we started dating. See? Lame. Boring. Well thinking about it sure fits well with him.

"No honeymoon?" I asked in disbelief, we are not having a honeymoon I mean he could still work and I would go to somewhere else enjoying a time out " why?"

" I do not have time for vacations, we will travel to my cottage house stay there for a week and get back" he explained

"That is so unfare" I growled in annoyance

" Trivia once a month? Not happening!" he implied, God I though he was going to skip that, he sure reads fasts and pay attention to everything

"If I can't have vacation then I'm having Trivia night" I frowned clearly upset now, I tried my best to not pout this man is really testing my limits. I love trivia night you have to understand, plus I'm marrying someone I know nothing of at least one trivia night once a month so we have at least some small communication maybe I could decipher his emotionless face.

"Think of it like couple teraphy" I tried to convince him "We spend a small time together and know each other interests it will be easier for us when we are in public or something like that I will actually know something about you and vice versa"

"You don't need to know anything about me of vice versa" he said in an annoyed tone "this is a fake marriage Mrs.Hart which part of it do you not understand?"

"I understand that, it's just-" I closed my eyes and looked at him to my surprise he was already looking at me for the first time I saw his eyes were not blue but with a greyish pigment his nose was perfectly straight and his jawline very sharp. However I cannot take partly attention to his features now I'm debating so I need to focus on this. "Vacation or Trivia. That's the choice"

"Are you making me pondering between two things I certainly will not do?"

"We will be in no time a couple so you better get used to it" I played out a smirk on my face, he took his eyes once again to the paper and to me

"I won't lose a whole week of work." he started not really admitting his loss

"Trivia it is" I smiled to myself I grabbed my pen and carefully signed his terms and conditions while he did the same.

As I was writing my name I was praying to God make these next 3 years pass as quick as He can. With everything signed he stood up and placed a velvet red box in front of me .

Oh wow so romantic.

"Put it on so we can announce it" he said while leaving me at the table he started walking to the entrance of the restaurant I put the papers on my bag, grabbed the box and quickly followed after him

"Now?" I said from afar almost running in the middle of the restaurant

"Yes, now" he stated, I opened the box to be repaired with a beautiful ring, he so did not choose this. I put it on and placed the box inside the bag.

"I thought we were going to appear together a few more times after announcing it"

"We are, we are leaving, we are going to meet them with a smile and you will have goodbye with that hand" he pointed to my left hand

"You want to make people curious?"

"Yes. They won't notice it now just on our next meeting where we will seem close we can start to look at your hand. By the third meeting, people will put one and one together, and we will be welcomed to the fiancee's world"

"meetings.." I commented "You are really taking this as a business"

"Because that's what it is" He dressed his coat grabbed his case and held the door knob "Are you ready?"

I quickly picked up my coat "Yes"

We walked out of the restaurant and the paparazzi were still there, when they saw me get out at the same time as him people started to gasp and continuously asked all sorts of questions "Is this your new girlfriend, Mr.Maxwell?" "Can we confirm Mr.Maxwell is taken?" "Good evening Mr.Maxwell is this your girlfriend?"

I was quite stunned looking at all that mess people really cared about this guy's personal life, I was so focused on the flashes that I didn't realize Blake was next to me, very close to me in fact, his face was inches from my ear

"I will grab your hand now" He informed whispering it to my ear, I sensed his warm hand reaching mine, it was definitely a strange and uncommon feeling. He guided me through the crowd of flashes and led me into a black car, once inside he quickly let my hand go and I saw him brushing his hands together as if he was cleaning dirt from his hand.

Really subtle.

"What about my car?"

"I'll ask someone to get it" he simply replied taking his phone out.