MARRIED TO MY EX'S RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE UNCLE

They both arrived at his house, but to Nica, it looked like paradise on earth. She could hardly believe that anyone could live in such a magnificent place.

The moment they arrived, guards lined up to welcome them, while maids stood neatly at the entrance of the mansion.

After greeting both Jordan and his wife, one of the guards drove the car away to park it. Some of the maids carried Nica's bags inside, while others attended to her. Each person had an assigned duty.

Jordan pampered her like a queen and made sure she lacked nothing. He changed her wardrobe, handed her one of his black cards, and said, "If you need anything, just call me."

Nica nodded.

Jordan suddenly leaned closer to her. She closed her eyes, expecting a kiss, but instead he whispered softly, "What are you thinking about?"

Embarrassed, she pushed him away.

But Jordan quickly wrapped an arm around her waist and said, "You are mine now... tomorrow and forever."

Nica felt confused. This was only supposed to be a contract marriage, yet butterflies stirred in her stomach.

She stepped back and quickly said she needed to shower.

Jordan smirked. "Do you want me to bath you?"

Nica's cheeks turned bright red.

"Jordan, you are always teasing me."

He pulled her closer again. "What if I am serious?"

She ran away shyly, while Jordan watched her with a smile.

"She is so adorable," he murmured.

As she hurried upstairs, Nica accidentally entered Jordan's room, thinking it was hers. She stepped into the bathroom and took a shower.

When she was done, she walked out naked, unaware that Jordan was already in the room.

She screamed in shock, while Jordan immediately turned away.

That was when she realized she had forgotten to wrap her towel properly. Her face burned with embarrassment.

Jordan politely excused himself and allowed her to dress.

A few moments later, she stepped out looking stunning in a mini skirt, a simple top, her hair tied into a ponytail, and her signature nerd glasses resting on her nose.

Jordan looked at her for a moment before apologizing.

"I did not know you were in my room."

Nica frowned. "Your room... or my room?"

Jordan smiled and pointed to the door directly opposite his.

"That is your room."

Nica apologized for entering the wrong one, but Jordan shook his head.

"It is not a problem. Whatever is mine is also yours."

Nica raised her head, blushing deeply.

Jordan moved closer.

"You are really beautiful when you let your hair down," he said, gently removing the band from her hair.

Her hair fell softly around her shoulders.

"And even more beautiful without these glasses."

He carefully removed them and leaned closer.

Nica's heart pounded so loudly it felt as though Jordan could hear it.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

She could only stare at him helplessly.

Just then, a maid interrupted them.

"Mr. Jordan, dinner is ready."

Nica quickly rushed out of the room, flustered and embarrassed.

As she walked away, she whispered to herself, "Nica, calm down. You are only his contract wife."

Meanwhile, Jordan stood there smiling to himself.

Why is she so adorable? I keep falling for her more than I should.

Before dinner, Jordan gathered all the maids and guards and gave strict instructions.

"Anyone who breaks my rules will be fired immediately. I do not give second chances."

He then pointed to each person.

"Maria, you are in charge of my wife's laundry. Mira, you are responsible for cooking. Mia, you are her personal assistant. Under no circumstances should anyone disrespect her. Damien, you are her driver."

He looked at them sharply.

"Am I understood?"

"Yes, sir," they all answered in unison.

Jordan dismissed them and then pulled out a chair for Nica to sit. He took his own seat at the head of the table.

Nica smiled warmly.

"I appreciate everything you are doing for me, but I can do my own laundry, cook for myself, and take care of myself."

Jordan gently dragged her chair closer to his.

"I cannot let my queen stress herself," he said. "You are mine, and I will take care of you the best way I know how."

Nica blushed deeply.

Jordan then lifted her hand and kissed it gently.

Butterflies filled her stomach as she stared at him helplessly.