Contract marriage: My billionaire’s cure

Marcus’s Pov

“Sir! Mrs. Anderson’s flight has landed” Steve came back after calling Camilla’s assistant.

Steve had befriended Camilla in such a short time and it was good because I could keep an eye on Camilla. I know she was capable of protecting her own self but I don’t want anyone getting hurt because of me. I already hurt many I cared for and I won’t let that happen again.

I was pulled out of my trance as my phone started ringing. I took it out and saw Madeline calling me. I picked it up and brought the phone to my ear.

“Hello Madeline is everything alright? Camilla will be arriving shortly-”

“Camilla is coming now?” She yelled through the phone.

“Why? What happened?” I asked with concern.

“Sir, Lara is back and she is claiming that she’s pregnant”

All the color drained from my face. I started massaging my temples in stress. How can she be pregnant? If she was why did she come now. It’s been nearly five months. She could have come earlier.

“But Sir something isn’t right” Madeline said with confusion in her voice.

“What is it?”

“She doesn’t seem to be five months pregnant. It looks more like two or three months but not more than that ”

“You can’t say that exactly” All logical thinking had left me by then. I was mad yet sad at the same time. I don’t want a child with a vicious woman like that. A child of mine doesn’t deserve a mother like her.

“No I’m sure. I have been pregnant and I have taken care of many pregnant woman. I can say how far along the baby is just by looking at the bump” Her confidence gave me hope. Maybe Lara is lying.

“Okay Madeline I’ll take care of it. Just look out for Camilla. I will come soon but don’t tell her that you told me. She might already hate me and would not listen if I don’t come with proof”

I ended the call and thought about ways to prove that she was not carrying my child.

“Steve I want Lara’s past call records. What she has been doing, where she has been. I want records of everything she has been doing for the past five months” I told Steve and went back to pack my bag.

“Lara? Your house maid?” He followed me to my room

“Wait sir why are you packing?”

“Because we are leaving. Get ready” I told without looking at him. I needed to prove this quickly before Camilla gets depressed.

I don’t want her to misunderstand. I thought she would be a nuisance in my life. A rich spoiled woman was the last thing I wanted. But I realized that I had misunderstood her.

She was nothing like I thought she would be. She was much, much better. A very cheerful person that doesn’t deserve me. She doesn’t deserve a man devoid of emotions. I don’t want her to suffer because of me.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

If she someday wants to divorce me, I would grant it to her. She was better without me. She deserves to be loved and I knew that I wasn’t capable of giving her want she wanted. So it was better for her to go rather than get hurt.

But I didn’t want Lara to hurt her either. So I needed to solve this before it gets complicated.

“Sir she has been living in Rochester these past few months. I checked her call records. It seems like she has been living with a man. ”

“Perfect. Now let’s get going”.

We landed back in New York and Steve drove to Lara’s house. As we pulled up I saw that she had not been living under good conditions.

We walked to her house and Steve knocked.”Hello anyone there?” Steve knocked several times. It was already night and the lights were off.

We turned to walk back to our car but suddenly the door opened and a man with tattoos came out. He looked like he was in his early 30’s.

“Who the fuck are you?” He blew his cigarette smoke carelessly into Steve’s face and Steve scrunched his nose in disgust.

“Are you Lara’s boyfriend?” I stepped forward and asked him. Suddenly he recognized me and quickly ran to the kitchen window and then jumped out. We ran around the house but he had already gotten on his bike and left.

“Shit. Call our personal security and tell them to track him down” I ordered Steve and quickly got into the car.

We tried chasing the man but he was too fast. I slammed my fist on the steering wheel in annoyance.

How can we just let him run away?

My phone rang and Madeline called me. It was already midnight. Had something happened to Camilla? I quickly answered the call in worry.

“Madeline is everything okay?”

I heard her sobbing.

“No master. Camilla is crying and she’s not opening her door. She has been crying for a while now. I’m scared.”

I ran my hand through my hair feeling helpless. “Ju-just try to keep her calm. I will come back soon”

“Sir where are we going? Are you going back home?”

“No I can’t. Let’s go to a hotel” With that I drove to the nearest hotel.

Steve opened my room’s door and came in.”Sir I have people following him. We will find him by tomorrow”

“Good. Call me when you find him ”

…

It was already afternoon and I was getting impatient. I had told Camilla that I would be coming home today evening and if we fail to find him I won’t be able to go back today.

She made me feel something that I didn’t feel for a very long time. When she took care of me that day at the elevator, for the first time in a very long time, I felt safe. I wanted to hold her forever. To give her what she gave me. I wanted to protect her, to make her feel safe just like she made me feel.

That day when she asked me those three words that I have been yearning for my entire life, I knew something changed in me. But I know that I can’t be selfish. She needs to go for her own good.

I can’t let her feel comfortable with me. She will get attached and it will only hurt her. She needs to go soon before she gets entangled in my past.

“Sir our men found Lara’s boyfriend and now they are bringing him here” I exhaled a huge breath that I hadn’t realized I was holding.

“Did you do some research on him?”

“Yes sir. His name is Mark Willows. He came back from a drug rehabilitation center four months ago. He has been gambling for a living these past few months. ”

No wonder they had been living under such poor conditions. As we walked to the entrance I saw my men dragging him back.

“Mr. Anderson where should we take him?” Before the hotel staff see us I gestured to them to take him up to my room.

As we got there, Mark started struggling to get out. I kicked him inside and closed the door behind me.

I took him by the collar and interrogated him. “Are you Lara’s child’s father ?” Mark furiously spit at me and I punched him in return. Steve soon pulled me back before I could beat the life out of him.

“Sir go and wash your face. I will take it from here” I nodded my head and went to the bathroom to clean my face.

“Sir, now he’s ready to talk”. I saw blood oozing out of Mark’s mouth.

“Lara is pregnant with my child. I told her to use this child to get money from you” he said that without any shame. I wanted to kick him but I knew that if I started now, I would end up killing him.

I was angry. How could they use a child for their own benefits.

“How old is her baby?”

“3 months”

“That child is very unlucky to have the two of you as parents” I gripped his throat and lifted him up.

“Let’s go and talk to Lara” I dragged him out and told my men to bring Lara.

…

“Marcus he’s lying. This is your child ” Lara sobbed in front of me, her fake tears pouring out of her eyes.

She suddenly came forward and touched my shoulders. I felt disgusted, my inside burning with hatred. Before some paparazzi see her I dragged her outside.

Steve followed behind me dragging mark with him.

“You both listen! I know that you are under a lot of debt and on the run from drug dealers. If I ever see you both again I will hand you over to them without a second thought” Their faces paled as I threatened them.

“But Marcus-”

“Shut up! Do you want to die? ” Mark yelled at Lara furiously.

“Good. Now that you both understand the situation here, go! I have booked a flight for both of you to Houston. Don’t show your face here ever again!”

I ordered my men to take them away so that I could go home.

…

“Where’s Camilla?” I asked as I noticed that she was not home.

“She went to a club with her friend” Madeline replied.

“Friend?”

“Yes. I think her name is Ally. She recently came back from India”

“I will go and find her. Tell me which club they went to”

I went out and drove off to the club. It was already night and I didn’t want anything to happen to her. She is rich and going anywhere without security is dangerous. People might try to harm her.

As I went inside I saw that the entire club was packed. I searched for her face and found her staring at me from the bar. I started walking over to her but before I could make it, I bumped into her friend.

“Are you Marcus ?” She asked me.

“Yes, thanks for staying with her. I will take it from here”

She hesitated for a second then she nodded and walked away.

I turned my attention back to Camilla and took smalls towards her. As I neared her I could sense that she was drunk a lot.

“You drank a lot” I sat in the stool beside her.

“You go back to your child’s mother ” she looked down, hurt clear in her eyes.

“Camilla I’m not the child’s father” She looked up and I briefly explained everything that had happened.

A sense of relief passed through her face.

“So that means that child isn’t yours?

I shook my head.

Suddenly she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.

I was shocked. I didn’t know what to do. Before I could do anything she leaned back and looked at me. She gave me a small smile and her head fell onto my shoulder.

I looked down to see her sleeping on me. I sighed and gently took her to my arms before walking out.