The Domineering Female CEO

Eliana's POV:

The next day, I sat nervously in my living room, fidgeting with my hands. Royalty sat across from me, a notepad and pen in her hand.

"So, just to confirm," Royalty said, "the contract will state that Xavier will pretend to be your husband for the next one year, in exchange for a payment of $500,000."

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief. "That's right."

Royalty nodded and stood up. "And, of course, the contract also states that you will perform girlfriend duties for Xavier during this one-year period."

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I nodded. "Yes, that's right."

Royalty smiled and handed me a copy of the contract. "I'll take this to Xavier's house and have him sign it."

I watched as Royalty drove away, feeling a sense of excitement and nervousness. What had I just gotten myself into?

A few hours later, Royalty returned with a signed copy of the contract. I took it from her, feeling a sense of finality.

"It's official," Royalty said, smiling. "You and Xavier are fake husband and wife for the next year."

I smiled back at her, feeling a sense of trepidation. What would the next year bring?

Xavier's POV:

I walked into my living room, where Elvis was waiting for me with a curious expression.

"What's up, man?" Elvis asked, eyeing the contract in my hand.

I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement. "I just signed a contract with Eliana," I said.

Elvis's eyes widened in surprise. "A contract? What kind of contract?"

I chuckled, taking a seat next to Elvis. "I'm going to be her fake husband for the next year," I explained.

Elvis's jaw dropped. "You're kidding me, right?" he asked.

I shook my head, grinning. "Nope. And it gets even better. She's also agreed to be my girlfriend for the next year."

Elvis whistled, impressed. "Xavier, you're a genius. I didn't think you had it in you."

I laughed, feeling a sense of pride. "Hey, I can be charming when I want to be."

Elvis clapped me on the back. "Well, congratulations, man. You've got yourself a fake wife and a real girlfriend. What more could you ask for?"

Elvis's POV:

After leaving Xavier I pulled out my phone and dialed Royalty's number. She answered on the first ring.

"Hey, Elvis! What's up?" Royalty asked, her voice cheerful.

I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement. "Not much, Royalty. I was just wondering if you'd like to meet up and grab some coffee."

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, I wondered if I had misread the situation.

But then Royalty spoke up, her voice husky. "I'd love to, Elvis. When and where?"

I felt a rush of excitement at her response. "How about we meet at that new coffee shop downtown at 2 pm?" I suggested.

Royalty agreed, and we made plans to meet up. I hung up the phone, feeling a sense of anticipation. I had a feeling that this was going to be an interesting meeting.

Elvis's POV:

I arrived at the coffee shop at 2 pm sharp, looking for Royalty. She was already there, sipping on a latte and looking stunning in a yellow sundress.

I walked over to her, feeling a sense of excitement. "Hey, Royalty," I said, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

Royalty smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Hey, Elvis. You look handsome today."

We chatted for a while, getting to know each other better. I was surprised by how easy it was to talk to her, how much we had in common.

After a while, I suggested we grab a drink at a nearby bar. Royalty agreed, and we walked to the bar, enjoying the warm sunshine.

At the bar, we had a few drinks and laughed together. I was having the time of my life, and I could tell Royalty was too.

As the night wore on, I suggested we head back to my place. Royalty agreed, and we walked to my house, arm in arm.

As we walked in, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. I had a feeling that this night was going to be one to remember.

Warning: mature content 🔞

Royalty's POV:

I couldn't believe how amazing it felt to be with Elvis. As we made love, I felt like I was in a dream. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust felt like heaven.

I screamed in pleasure as Elvis hit deeper into me, his body moving in perfect sync with mine. I felt like I was melting into his touch, like our bodies were made to be together.

After we finished, Elvis carried me to the bathroom, where he gently washed me. I felt like a queen, pampered and adored.

As we got back into bed, Elvis cuddled me close, holding me tightly. I felt safe and loved, like I was exactly where I was meant to be.

"Thank you," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

Elvis looked at me, his eyes shining with love. "For what?" he asked.

I smiled, feeling my heart full. "For making me feel so loved."

Elvis smiled back, his lips brushing against mine. "I'll always make you feel loved," he whispered.

As I drifted off to sleep, I knew that I had found something special with Elvis. Something that I never wanted to let go of.