The Contract

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“I don't think telling father about this is a great idea”  Diamond my sister said out loud. Right now we are sitting in the dining closet to the kitchen.

When I came back, I told her but made her promise to never tell dad about it, which she agreed to do. I stood up making my way down the hall to my room “you know, you could still back out of this stupid deal. If you are not happy about it” Diamond said following me to my room.

I turned around “I don't know how you want me to explain this... Or should I spell it out in Italian to you? Ne Abbiamo Bisogno, papà è malato e la MIA felicità non ha importanza, capito?i I banged the door in her face.

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I got to work the next day, the usual time, but met someone on my chair. I opened the door without knocking because I was scared of what is happening.

“hey, Good morning” I greeted the woman that looks to be in her forties.
“oh, hello... How may I help you?”
“Sorry, I'm Abella, Abella Donato and you are sitting on my chair”
She sprung up, from the chair like she's seen her death “Miss Donato, Sir said you should wait in his office for him” 

“oh, okay thanks” thanked her, then made my way to his office. 
“Good morning, Sir” I greeted while closing the door
“Abella, please call me Kevin, since we are getting married, And good morning. Trust you slept well” He asked while typing only Zeus knows 
“Okay, sir, um why is there someone on my chair?” I asked 
“Right, about that, you won't be my PA again since you not suitable for the job, besides you'd be marrying me” he looked up from his laptop with a weird smirk on his face, this man sure needs to visit a physiatric hospital.
“Please, sit down and forgive my manners. So my lawyer is done, with the contract, and I would appreciate It if you can go through it now and sign so we could get started,” he said passing me the paper

While I was going through the contract I stopped reading, looked up at him, looked back to the contract, so confused... I looked up again.

“Seriously? I'll have to perform my marital rites???... But it's not even real, why do I have to perform the rites to a marriage I never wanted in the first place?” I replied while looking at him. I mean this can't be true right? Why would he want me to act a real wife? Damn this guy needs to get checked 

“Abella, we have to make this look real. I don't want things blowing out of proportion. Now, please sign the papers and put on this ring... My PR team are outside waiting for us, so we could make this public.” 

Hmmm, oh well it's for Mi familiar, I thought to myself after I signed the contract. He stood up, with his hand on my waist he helped me out to the lobby, oh yeah where the sick bimbo is. 

KEVIN'S POV 
What a terrific day. She signed the papers just as planned, my PR team already making it a trending topic online with the numerous pictures we took. 

I was lost in thought when the ringing of my phone brought me back to reality, moved towards the table, great it's dad maybe he saw the news this morning.

“Hey, dad” 
“Oh hey, Kevin. I just saw the news and you are getting married???. Cmon Kevin when I said get married I didn't mean you should get a roadside food to eat because that's what you just did”

“Abella is not and will never be a roadside food. I love Abella, and she's the best thing that has ever happened to me. Father, you asked me to get married, now that I've seen someone suddenly you are interested in who I decide to marry” what's wrong with these people? 

Translation:Ne Abbiamo Bisogno, papà è malato e la MIA felicità non ha importanza, capito? 
We Need It, Dad is sick and MY happiness doesn't matter, understand?

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