I Married The Wrong Groom And Fell For Him

Convincing Kiss

Emery's POV

"Do I really have to be here to convince them that you're actually married to me?" I asked as I watched the people coming in and out of the tall building of Empire Gray. This is really happening. I'm really married—not actually married, but fakely married to the wealthiest man in the country. I still can't believe this.

Terrence looked at me lazily and grimaced. "It's not like you'll tell each and every one of them that you're married to me. You just have to act sweet, baby."

"Baby?"

He shot an eyebrow up. "You don't like that? How ‘bout love? Babe? Honey? Sweetie—"

"Wait…" I lifted my arm and laughed without humor. "You're not serious with that, right?"

He crossed his arms. "Look me in the eye and tell me I'm joking."

I gasped and gritted my teeth. "Terrence, I'm not gonna call you using those…cheesy and stupid…endearment!"

"I'm not forcing you but if they notice something that they shouldn't…say goodbye to your company."

I glared at him. "Are you threatening me?"

The corner of his lips rose as unbuckled his seatbelt. "Not really. I'm saying you should help me since I helped you. It's just give and take, love—"

"Shut it! Your endearment is making me puke!" Not really but…I feel uncomfortable when he calls me with such endearment because it's affecting me. Damn it!

He smirked even more arrogantly. "Why? Does it sound so sexy that you're wetting your pants—"

I got out of the car and shook my head in disbelief after I heard his bark of laughter. Damn, this perverted billionaire! I thought I got away from a perverted husband but it turned out he's also one.

"Good morning, Mr. Gray." Terrence threw his car key to the man who greeted him. I remember him. He was the man who approached Terrence and whispered something to him at our wedding.

I just crossed my arms and looked at the entrance of the building. This is really amusing.

"See how badass your husband is?" I jumped in shock when Terrence whispered in my ear.

He was behind me and when he stood beside me, I immediately hit his stomach. He coughed and chuckled as he looked at me.

"Violent. I like that!"

I hissed. "Shut up and let's get this over with."

He chuckled. "Yeah! You just have to french kiss me in front of them and it's over."

I looked at him in disbelief. "Don't you have anything to say other than perverted things?"

He just smirked and wrapped his arm around my waist. I flinched when his palm rested on my stomach. I felt my cheeks start burning. What the hell? A mere touch from him could affect me like this? Am I a teenager?

He leaned closer to me again and whispered in my ear. "Act naturally, baby. I'm gonna spank your pretty ass if you don–Argh!"

I stepped on his shoe and I made sure my heel would squeeze his toe. He looked at me with widened eyes and a pale face, enduring the pain.

"Let's go, baby. I'm excited to meet the board of your company." I said, smirking sarcastically, and started walking away, leaving him groaning in pain. That's what you get.

He managed to catch up and he frowned before he walked straight beside me. I thought we could get to his office or to wherever we were going peacefully but a group of reporters suddenly appeared around us. My eyes widened as I looked at Terrence. He doesn't look shocked as if he's expecting this. What the hell?

"Mr. Gray, we heard that you got married privately. Is she your wife?"

"Aren't you the famous Emery Craig? How long have you been in a relationship with Mr. Gray?"

"How did you two meet?"

"Is this the sign of your companies merging?"

I saw Terrence clenched his jaws with a serious face. I don't know how to react. He showed me two sides of him and I don't know what's real. His playful side or his serious side. I don't know. Either way, he's handsome as fck.

"Mr. Gray, can you tell us how you met Miss Craig?"

I thought Terrence would continue to ignore them but he stopped and looked at the woman who asked as if he was offended. "Hold it right there! It's kinda offending to hear ‘Miss' before my wife's name. Shouldn't it be ‘Mrs. Gray'?"

I couldn't hide the irritation on my face because of what he said. Really? He could convince the people that way?

Terrence smirked arrogantly and pulled me closer to him again, his arm around my waist. This perverted weirdo is testing my patience, huh?

I hugged his waist too and smiled at the reporters. "I don't think sharing private information is necessary. We're married and in love, that's all that matters, right monkey?"

His smile faded and his forehead immediately creased. The people around us laughed because of the endearment. Ha! Serves you right.

"That's a very unique endearment, Mrs. Gray."

I laughed and looked at the female reporter. "I know right? I just find it so cute whenever he's serious. He looks like a monkey searching for a fight."

And the crowd laughed again. I bit my bottom lip and looked at Terrence. His frown slowly faded and he smiled cunningly. "My baby is really unique and sweet, right? Who would've thought that we met in a train station?"

My forehead creased. Train station? What the hell? I don't ride the train because I have a car.

"You meet in a train station, Mr. Gray?"

Terrence laughed. "Yes! I thought she was homeless because she was sitting on the corner and I dropped some coins in front of her. She cursed me saying she was just tying her shoelace."

Irritation filled me as I heard the crowd's bark of laughter. Seriously? That's lame!

I looked up at him with a creased forehead. He looked down at me and I was shocked when he pecked on my lips. He did that smoothly and naturally and I felt my cheeks burning and the crowd went wild. I was holding my breath the whole time he asked the reporters to give way to us.

"Excuse us. My baby tigress is getting angry. She doesn't really wanna talk about our embarrassing first meeting," he said, whispering his last sentence like he didn't want me to hear it.

I was still frozen until we got inside the elevator. When the door slid closed, I immediately faced him and punched his stomach. He endured the pain as he coughed.

"You perverted weirdo! Why did you kiss me…again?"

He looked at me with narrowed eyes but smirking lips. "That's what you get for calling me monkey."

"You–"

I was shocked again when he pushed my back against the elevator and caged me between his arms. He moved his face closer and I was in awe while looking into his blue pair of eyes. He smiled again and his dimple showed, making me feel like I was losing my mind.

What the hell is this? Am I attracted to him?

"That's barely a kiss, baby. Do you want me to give you a real kiss this time?"

"W-What?"

"A knee-wobbling French kiss is my specialty. Wanna try?" He whispered which gave me goosebumps.

I gasped and that's when the elevator door slid open and the person standing in front of us dropped all the folders she was carrying. She looked horrified with burning red cheeks. Fck!