Contract Marriage Ive always loved you

Steve’s P.O.V.

I’m Steve Grey, a billionaire who has everything in his life except a life partner. I have a fashion company, and my days are filled with the hustle and bustle of the business world. Despite the success and wealth, there’s a void that only love can fill.

My father wants me to get married soon. He has given me two months to find the girl of my choice, and today is the last day, and still I haven’t found her. Now I have to marry my father’s choice because I just can’t argue with him. For me, my father is everything.

I’m seated at the bar counter with a glass of drink in my hand, and with my two friends, Mike and Jace.

“Steve, look around, there are so many sexy girls. Have sex with them and relax your mind,” Mike suggests, resting his hand on my shoulder.

“You know I’m not that type of man. I’ll have sex with a girl with whom I fall in love.” I respond, looking up at him from the glass of drink.

“You have such an old-fashioned mindset, Steve. You can have fun with girls sometimes. Come on.” Mike remarks.

Jace intervenes, “Mike, let Steve make his own choices. If he wants to wait for love, then let him.”

I’m glad that he respects my values.

“Call me old-fashioned, but I believe in the power of love and the importance of finding a soulmate.” I answer Mike with honesty.

He steps down from the bar stool. “Fine! I’m going to have fun with the girls. You stay here forever with your old-fashioned thinking.”

“I’m coming with you.” Jace also climbs down from the stool. “We’ll see you soon.”

Then they both go to the dance floor, leaving me alone.

As I take a sip of my drink, I think about my father. He has always been there for me, guiding and supporting me in every aspect of life. I owe him everything, and the thought of disappointing him is unbearable.

If I want or not, I have to marry the girl of his choice for him.

I look around the bar, observing the crowd and people lost in their worlds.

Then only my eyes stop at a woman, dancing freely. She moves with grace and confidence. There’s something about her that draws me in, a magnetic pull that I can’t ignore. As she dances, I watch her, admiring her beauty.

She looks so breathtaking in a black dress. The fabric hugs her curves in all the right places, highlighting her elegance.

As my gaze travels upward, I see her long brown hair cascading down in loose waves, adding to her beauty. And I’m captivated by the way her eyes gleam with confidence.

As she notices me checking her out, she stops dancing and walks over to me while I keep my intense gaze fixed on her. She grabs her drink, taking a seat beside me.

“Is your plan to just check me out?” She asks in her husky and low voice, taking my breath away.

As I hold the leg of her chair, my hand brushes against her bare thighs. 

“You’re the first girl who has ever caught my attention.” I whisper after pulling the chair towards me and moving closer to her face. There is some kind of magic in her brown eyes.