Login via

The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 6

Dimitri had gotten married when we were still in college and after graduation, he was happy because he got himself a son. He knew the risk of marrying at such a young age but he couldn't care less . . . even when his parents warned him. Unfortunately, as he grew older, he was busier with work and especially with the hotel.

It was a tragedy for him. A painful one. He found out that his wife was cheating on him with some other guy because he saw them in a hotel room, with no clothes on and they were kissing one another. He was devastated—he exploded and he'd almost killed the man.

I got there in time and I stopped him.

''About . . . Kenna, I hope she'll be able to sort out your mother. She has always been the crazy one with wanting to get you married but believe me, that's not the end. You'll have to start figuring out excuses when she starts asking for a grandchild,'' He laughs while I join him.

It's a possibility. No, it's a fact. My mother will start asking questions about giving her another grandchild and she won't stop until she gets one. She'll start giving hints or just directly ask it. There's no running from her.

''You're giving me a headache, man. I thought my problem is solved but damn . . . kids? Grandchildren?'' My lips curve up into a smirk before turning to look at a beauty who has passed, making me eye down to her legs. Both of her eyes are looking directly at me with a seductive smile appearing on her face as we both share the gaze.

Her dark blonde hair curls nicely as they fall down to her shoulders, making me stare down at her tight red dress that seems to cling onto her body perfectly before eyeing the jewellery on her neck. Then, my gaze wanders to her tanned, long legs, moving swiftly towards her table.

Dimitri follows my gaze, ''That ass.'' He mutters under his breath but loud enough for me to hear which causes me to chuckle. ''She's definitely tempting you,''

''She definitely is,'' I reply without looking away from her face as she puts the menu down onto the table. Both of her eyes remain focused onto mine before leaning forward, purposely revealing her cleavage for display, causing my lips to curve up, assuring her that it's working.

''Too late for that. You're getting married,'' Dimitri says, leaving me look away from her, immediately. He has his lips curved up into a smirk before chuckling.

Nothing is ever too late. I'm getting married but it's not something sacred between Kenna and I, besides, our marriage won't even be real. She has always been the one to understand me most and she will, too, understand me even after our marriage. I'm sure.

Just as I'm about to speak up, my phone begins to beep which causes me to look down at the screen. It seems like I've just received an email from Kenna:

To my best friend . . . Aidan,

Here are the conditions that you have to promise to fulfil in order for me to agree with this whole 'marriage' thing or I won't. Just take a deep breath and try to keep them in your head, okay?

1) A proper proposal—I've said this earlier and I want you to know I'm very serious about this one. Without a proper proposal . . . the wedding will never happen.

''You can help me with a proposal, right?'' I stop reading the email to look up at Dimitri. ''She emailed me the conditions and apparently, a proper proposal is on the top of them all,'' I add and he laughs, nodding his head.

He smiles, ''That's the Kenna we all know. You'll get what you want as long as she gets what she wants but fair enough, she's asking for a proper proposal. A proposal is going to determine how much you want to marry her,'' Then, he stops for awhile, ''In a fake way,''

I roll my eyes before continuing to read:

2) Of course, there's always a ring. Let me be a little demanding about this one because I'm not going to wear crap for the whole year. You need to surprise me with the best, Aidan.

''Let me guess. You need a ring,'' He says, interrupting me while I chuckle. ''Those two is like a damn package, you can't propose without a proper proposal or a ring because . . . well, you just need them both.''

3) Buy me lunch at Cafe Lalo for a whole week. It won't matter what you'll order but . . . you can't fool me by buying at someplace else.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: The Best Friend's Contract