Lust Contracts 18+ Hunting for Love with My Three Contract Husbands Chapter 66

66 Award-Winning Performance

“Miss Elena are you truly in love with Brandon?” an old man with a white beard asked.

No...but for the sake of repaying my debt...yes...

“It’s a little embarrassing to say it out loud but...I am indeed very much in love with him. Unlike my first marriage, I hope with all my heart that my second marriage will be for love and no other reason,” I said before smiling humbly and then bowing my head slightly.

Glancing up, I could tell that the board mbers seed satisfied with my response. Various of them nodded. Even if they didn’t like my story, I was sure that they at least believed that Brandon and I are dating right now.

“I guess that’s more than enough interrogation for my beautiful girlfriend for the day. I wouldn’t want to put a frown on her pretty face,” Brandon cut in as he could sense that the audience seed to have had their fill.

Suddenly, Brandon wrapped his arms around my waist and began hugging from behind to the surprise of everyone in the room. I turned my head back a little to ask what he was doing but before I could open my mouth to say anything, his lips were on mine.

Brandon kissed firmly on the lips before quickly deepening the kiss by thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I moaned automatically into his kiss as his tongue entwined and danced around with mine. His arms around tightened as he continued to kiss in front of all the board mbers.

This was not part of the plan. At all.

With everyone’s eyes on , I was forced to go along with his public display of affection. I could hear surprised and shocked gasps from the audience and knew that they probably didn’t need any more convincing than this. Perhaps we should have just made out in front of them since the beginning so that I could have saved my breath. I reached up a hand and placed it on the side of Brandon’s face before I began kissing him back heatedly.

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The scene was probably too intense for so because so people started walking out in the middle of our performance. By the ti that Brandon had decided that he’s gotten his point across and broke our kiss, I was already out of breath. I watched in astonishnt as he turned to smile confidently at the audience. I wanted to hit him but that would have to wait.

...

The eting ca to a sudden end after that, and we retreated by to his personal office. I flopped down onto the sofa and heaved a loud sigh of relief. That performance took a toll on my stamina and my lifespan for sure. I wondered if I should revise the rate in the contract upwards if I had to go through sothing like that often while working for Brandon.

Unlike , Brandon seed to be in a bright and cheerful mood as he sat down on the sofa opposite where I was sitting. He looked straight at and smiled. I raised my eyebrows at him questioningly, but I didn’t smile back.

“So, you’re still in love with even after all this ti?” he asked suddenly.

As if...

“Haha...of course...not,” I replied with an amused laugh.

“I should have known...” he muttered before laughing along as well.

An uncomfortable silence crept up between us when our laughter died down.

“It’s true that I was always wishing for your success though...even after you left” I said so softly that I wasn’t sure if he could hear .

I wouldn’t have minded if he didn’t. After he left , I was hurt, and heartbroken. However, there was never a ti when I didn’t wish him all the best.

I glanced up to see that Brandon was looking straight at with a look that I couldn’t quite read on his face. He must have heard . I smiled a little and he got up from his seat and walked away towards the glass window. The city view beyond was breathtakingly beautiful but I was sure that wasn’t why he was hiding there by the window.

“I should get a golden Oscar trophy made for your outstanding performance just now. I’ll make sure that it’s made of real gold, and I’ll encrust so parts of it with real diamonds as well, what do you think?” Brandon suggested as he turned back to look at .

“No need for that but I don’t mind if you want to chip in a couple millions of dollars as tip...” I replied with an idea of my own.

“Co with ?” Brandon said as he headed for the door.

“Where are we going?” I asked curiously.

“Shopping,” he replied.

The workaholic Brandon is going to take shopping in the middle of a workday?

“Huh? Don’t you have to work?” I asked, my eyes widened in shock.

“Of course, I do. I’m choosing to spend ti with you instead of doing work, shouldn’t you feel appreciative?” he said mockingly as he grabbed my hand and pulled after him.

“Umm...no?” I muttered my reply as he led towards the elevator.

“Just co along. I promise I’ll get you sothing that you like,” he said confidently.

I wondered if he even knows what I like after all this ti...

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“Are you trying to make get diabetes?” I asked sarcastically.

Brandon turned to face with an innocent and guiltless look on his face.

“What’s wrong? You used to like buying this stuff all the ti,” he said casually.

“That was then, and this is now...” I muttered darkly.

I turned to look at the specialized sweet store filled with various types of colorful candies, chocolates, candy floss, lollipops, marshmallows, and everything else in that category. I wasn’t certain but I believed the last ti I ca to a place like this was with Brandon during my university years. After that, I started a new phase in life after marrying George and stuffing myself with sugar wasn’t an option anymore.

When Brandon said that he would buy sothing that I would like, did he an this?

–To be continued...