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Chapter10
Aurora
The preliminary terms and conditions of this contract are as follows:
We will be married six weeks from the date of this contract, and you will adhere to all the rules and stipulations listed in section G. In order for this contract to be satisfied in full, we must remain married for a minimum of six months from the date of the wedding.
Once this contract has been signed, 90% of the ownership of Sunset Cove will be mine with immediate effect, and you will retain 10%. As I will own the ruling shares and ownership rights, I will be able to do as I see fit with the resort without the need to consult you.
Upon receipt of the signed contract, I will provide your father, William Wright, with all the funds he requires for his business and any debts owed.
You are required to move into my home by no later than Tuesday the 14thof June. You are also required to attend all functions and social gatherings I request of you.
Your discretion for our business arrangement is required at all times. Any contact with the press or other streams of media will result in the immediate termination of this contract, along with a recovery of financial gains allocated to you or your father.
You are required to fulfillALLthe activities I require in your role as my fiancée during our engagement, and my wife following our marriage. Any activities deemed inappropriate, will also result in the immediate termination of this contract. These include but are not limited to fraternizing or engaging in sexual activities with other men.
Blah, blah, blah…
There are ten more terms like that, followed by sections A-G, which list all
sorts of shit to do with my new life and my new normal for the next seven and a half months.
I’ve read the contract several times since it was given to me.
I’m looking at it again now for lack of something better to do as I make my way to Knight’s house. My new home.
I’m sitting in the back of the Maybach Knight sent to collect me at eight a.m. sharp. In front is Ryan, his driver, who I was thankful didn’t try to make small talk with me.
I’m not in the mood. I used my last ounce of energy to tell Madison what happened and all that will be happening. Yesterday, she helped me pack my things and sat with me as I signed the contract. Then she held my hand when I cried after that feeling of helplessness struck my soul.
Madison looked helpless, too, and other than telling me to be strong, there was nothing more she could say. I wouldn’t have known what to tell me either if I were her.
She’ll be coming by to see me at lunchtime. I’ve been counting down the hours since she left yesterday, and honestly, I didn’t want her to leave me. She would have stayed and even gone with me to see Knight if it weren’t her mom’s birthday.
By the time I braved up to see Knight at the Astoria, I was as hollow as a shell.
The only ounce of satisfaction I got was when I slapped him. I don’t care about the repercussions that might come for me down the line. He deserved it.
I had to give myself some compensation for what he did to me at the restaurant.
The way I see it, whatever he stands to gain from getting Sunset Cove is worth him doing all of this—marrying me and paying my father’s debt to save his business.
I’ve been so consumed with everything that I didn’t really think of what Knight would get from Sunset Cove.
Nothing further outside of the information in the contract has been given to me, and I only hope whatever he’s doing won’t interfere with my plans to renovate the place.
We turn down a road I’m familiar with as it leads to Sunset Cove. I was aware Knight lived close by, but I wasn’t sure how close.
I get my answer thirty minutes later when we pull up in front of a black and gold metal gate that is as tall and wide as the one at the White House.
It opens automatically for us, and the car drives through onto a long driveway.
I allow my gaze to slide over the scenery, taking in the tall trees and vast expanse of green, then the sea in the background. A ginormous mansion comes into view. It looks like something you’d imagine in a Jane Austin novel, likePride and Prejudice, but there’s a gothic edge to the architecture that gives it a darker vibe. Like a lair.
It seems fitting for Knight because I imagine him right at home in the darkest corner of Hell, sitting on his throne with screaming souls all around him.
The car rolls to a stop in front of the house.
