Chapter 3

• Cassie’s Pov
• I don’t know why but Shawn’s words made tears escape the corner of my eyes. I sniffled, brought my fingers to the corner of my eyes and stylishly wiped away the tears. I don’t even know what it means to have an orgasm and yet I have to create a baby by bouncing on him. Maybe love was never meant for me.
• Remembering I made up my mind not to be weak, I decided to stand up for myself.
• “Don’t even go there because I’m going to break you!” I said with gritted teeth, then took closer steps to Shawn’s wheelchair. “I’m going to do this not because I want to. But for hygiene’s sake.” Even though I was clueless as to how to go about cleaning him up, I crouched down to my knees.
• “You’ve never had an orgasm?” His words stopped me before I could touch his arm.
• My eyes went wide. Did I say that out loud?
• “S..orry?” I almost stammered, hoping I did well in acting clueless.
• “What kind of life do you want for yourself?” He asked.
• I looked away in embarrassment. It was clear that he heard my mumble talk.
• “You were just being bold for nothing when you cannot even look me in the face and declare what you want.” He said and I looked into his eyes.
• “Of course I don’t want to be with you but do I have a choice? I’m not shaming your condition but hell, I know what I want for myself but life can just be so unfair.” I said, trying so hard not to tear up.
• “Even though I don’t know what it means to be loved, I know what a marriage should look like?”
• “What are your views on marriage? My legs are not okay but that doesn’t mean I’m a bad person.”
• I scoffed. “Do you wanna get changed or keep pretending that you actually care about me or what I think?”
• “Are you acting this way because I’m not good looking enough for you?”
• I was almost saying something but he beat me to it. “What if I make you cum?”
• I stared at Shawn in shock. My heart started racing. My lips parted to say something but words failed me
• “Are you this blunt?”
• “You are my wife. There’s no point holding back my words when we can always clear the air”
• “Since you are afraid you are going to break me, then I will have to make it up to you.”
• I rose to my feet. His eyes followed my face. I folded my arms below my breasts. “I’m not attracted to you and there is no way I am going to let you touch me.”
• “What if I gave you your first orgasm?” His voice held so much promise, making me swallow painfully. I took a step back, staring at him with confusion all over my face.
• “Are you scared?” He asked calmly.
• “I don’t know what’s going on in your head, but there is no way I’m letting you come close to me.”
• “What do you have to lose? You are scared I’m going to surpass your expectations?”
• I scoffed. “I don’t mean to shame you but nothing about you would make even the tiny hairs at the back of my neck stand to attention.”
• “If I lose, I’ll call off the marriage. I'll let you go and I’ll pay off the debt. But if I win, you will do everything that I tell you to do.” He said carefully.
• I scoffed, vexed at his level of confidence. “Yeah, we lodged in this hotel for our honeymoon but there is no way I’m going to let you slide your dick in me.”
• “I need not put my cock in you to get your legs all wobbly,” Shawn said almost immediately.
• I swallowed painfully as my heart raced even faster. I tried my best to stop my thoughts from running wild, but I felt my cheeks burning up.
• “Deal?” He stretched out a hand; His eyes challenging me.
• “Then I guess I would be free from you in a few,” I responded with my hands on my hips. I honestly had no idea what I was getting myself into. But I was too proud to stay still and watch myself being challenged by the person I disliked.
• Shawn nods, putting down his hand as I didn’t receive it.
• “Here!” He gestured towards his lap for me to come sit.
• I threw him a glare in return, already regretting why I had accepted the bet.
• “Is that all you can do?” I scoffed. I know he wouldn’t be able to do much because of his condition but I was more angry as to why he would propose such a deal.
• I was almost storming away from Shawn when I saw him press a button on the arm of the wheelchair.
• My brows creased as I watched him slowly drop his feet down. And my eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets as I watched him stand to his feet.
• My lips moved to say something, but words failed me. With his eyes still on me, Shawn started to take off the beard on him. My jaw literally fell to the floor when he also took off a hyperreal mask from his face.
• I froze, staring back into the eyes that were hidden behind the mask all day. The jawline, the cheekbones, the nose, full and trimmed brows, defined hairline, gorgeous eyes. Fuck!!!
• Shawn tore his eyes away from me, then went ahead to take off his baggy jacket and shirt.
• I swallowed painfully at the drop-dead gorgeous sight before me. His chest, fucking toned abs!!! Did he live in the gym all his life?
• I saw Shawn’s hand move to his belt. He unbuckled it and eventually took off his oversized pants, leaving him in nothing but his briefs. I felt something weird in my stomach, and I couldn’t stop staring at Shawn either. I had never seen a man thi…..s perfect “I…..Is th….he really my husband?
• I was so so lost in my thoughts that I had no idea when Shawn approached me. For the first time that day, I inhaled his scent. I shivered, instantly feeling some moisture in my core down there. He smelled sooooo good. I took three steps backwards, finally hitting my back against the wall.
• Shawn cornered me, still staring deeply into my eyes. I wasn’t a pro at reading people’s emotions but he was staring as though he was about to eat me up.
• “Yes, this is your husband and you are going to do everything that I say.” His deep voice came through as he brought his hand to my face and softly caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers.
• The tiny hairs at the back of my head stood to attention at his touch.
• Fuck!