FIRE AND ICE 🔥~~~~~~EPISODE 16
Rex sighed and motioned Jeslyn to sit down before he started to explain things to her, but what exactly?
Jeslyn sat down with a skeptical look on her face. She had heard of country M. In fact, the whole world knows of country M, but what she doesn't understand is why she is in this villainous place.
Country M is known for her two names 'paradise in hell' and 'kindness is lost'.
Country M is the house for the wealthiest and most demonic set of humans that could ever exist in the world.
Committing all the sins there are in the book is their fort. Although, they do it diplomatically.
They don't go about stealing along the streets or picking up a lady on the road to rape. Carrying out 'petty' crimes like that is considered the work of a weakling and such practices are frowned upon.
Being able to survive in country M automatically means the person has a dead heart.
From the police to the citizens are horrible humans and only a handful of people could be said to be 'kind' and that 'kindness' is extended to some members of their families and friends alone.
Although that might be it, there are still few who know what love is and they aren't stingy to show it.
However, the lover and the loved has to be at the top of the game, or else the enemies lurking around would use that against them. After all, the struggle to be at the pinnacle is no joke.
Getting dragged into a country like that would certainly make a faint-hearted person like Jeslyn pee on themselves.
"Miss Jeslyn, I don't know what happened, but from what I understand, I don't think it was my brother who married you, but rather, you married him, correct?"
Jeslyn slowly nodded and glanced at the man whose head was on the headrest of the chair.
"Good. It was your fault for not knowing who you were marrying, so…"
"I want a divorce!" Jeslyn immediately yelled.
Rex choked on his words and his voice disappeared while he looked at his brother who also happened to be looking at Jeslyn.
Seeing those menacing eyes staring at her, Jeslyn shrank her neck, almost curling on the couch.
"Our deal was one year," he said. From his hard voice, it was obvious he wouldn't be welcoming anything else except that deal.
"B– but what I married you for is over now, I lost." She didn't know where the courage came from, but she was glad it came.
"I also had a condition and I said it, didn't I?" Maverick asked with his thick dark brown raised.
"Huh? You said what? I didn't hear you state your condition." She refused to be cornered or forced to live in this hellish country, especially not with this man that reeked of wickedness.
"It so happens that I need a woman for my brat... I said something like that, did I not?" He quoted what he said that day before he agreed to the deal.
Jeslyn blinked and knitted her brows, trying to recall but she couldn't remember much. All she could recollect was him saying 'brat and deal' before she pulled him away.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, the deal cannot be changed. As for the contract, my lawyer will bring it over in a while."
"..." Jeslyn stared incredulously at him. Can this be called kidnapping?
"Valen will be coming home soon, get the servants to return to the mansion and set everything in place for him." Maverick got up after entrusting the task to Rex.
"Got that, brother."
"Come with me," Maverick said to Jeslyn who was wordlessly regretting her actions on that day.
She got up like a confused robot and slowly walked behind him. She didn't know or care about where he was taking her to. She made the wrong decision, so she could only abide by his rules now.
She had never heard of where a contractor suddenly became the contracted. What an amazing life she's living.
Jeslyn followed Maverick out of the house, wondering where he was taking her until she realized he was showing her around the massive building!
Should she laugh or cry at this predicament? Was this the right time to show her around the house? She was already feeling like dying when she realized she was in country M and this man is showing her around the house, is he for real? What eyes is he expecting her to admire the beauty of the house with?
"Ehm, Mr… don't you think it's not right to be doing this right now when my brain has been fed with too much trouble to swallow? My brain is already suffering from indigestion and you are giving me more, please can I return to the house? I want to rest." She held her head dramatically, feigning dizziness.
Maverick glanced at her. Seeing how 'exhausted' she seemed, he gave a small nod before turning around and heading in the opposite direction.
Jeslyn watched his disappearing back with narrowed eyes for a few seconds before her eyes lit up like she just got an idea and she ran after him.
"Mr, wait up!"
Maverick paused in his step and turned to look at her.
She beamed, making her look like a cute fluffy doll. Even though she knew that she was using her cutest expression right now, the man in front of her didn't seem to care at all.
"What?" His voice was so distant like he was stopped by an annoying stranger.
Well, she's an annoying stranger and Jeslyn was aware of that.
"Ehm, you see, I was thinking, ehm… see, I know we are married…" she said 'married' in an awkwardly low tone, like it wasn't real.
"...and it's a contract. I understand that you want to stick to the end and I'm not going to oppose, after all, I caused it. However, what I wanted to say is that…"
She walked up to him and grabbed his right hand.
Maverick frowned slightly at her touch but didn't pull out his hand.
The audacious little bunny was too preoccupied with how to explain her intention that she missed the reaction he gave at her touch.
With his left hand in his trouser pocket and his right hand in her hold, he stared down at the middle of her head.
Jeslyn looked up at his face and wondered why he was so tall.
'If I ever get the chance to kiss him, I'll have to either wear tall heels or stand on tip toes and he will also have to lower his head a little…damn!'
Realizing she had lost track, she gently hit her head before she beamed again. "Mr, can I return to my country?"
Seeing his face changing, she immediately let go of his hand and waved at his face in a hurry. "No, no, I'm not saying I want to divorce. I mean, uhm, this country is not for people like me. I want to return to my country but I can still remain your wife and when it's time to divorce, you can send the divorce papers over and I'll–"
"No." His cold and stern voice sounded.
"Huh?" His reply startled her. What did he mean by no?
"Mr, there's no reason for me to be by your side, right? I have a career that I–"
"Miss, you have issues up there?" He pointed at her head.
Jeslyn shook her head out of reflex.
"Then, you mustn't have forgotten my condition for accepting the deal, right?"
"Eh, you said it's for a brat and–"
"That brat cannot travel out of this country, which means you'll have to stay here."
"But my career! I'm a singer, a well-known singer who will soon be climbing to be a C–lister in a few weeks!" She knew she was lying, however, staying anywhere in the world is better than staying in this country.
Maverick stayed silent for a while before he responded. "Being here doesn't stop you from doing anything. There are great companies here, I'll get Rex to find you one."
"No, Mr. I don't use the back door to attain my dreams."
"Neither am I giving you access through the back door."
"What do you mean?"
"What you heard… return to the house, your stepson will be back soon. How you make him trust you as a stepmother is all up to you." With that said, he walked away.
Jeslyn's lips fell open in disbelief. What did he just say? Did he just…
"Hahahaha…"Jeslyn suddenly laughed. "It seems my life is just getting worse by the day. No problem, I'll endure, so far I won't die before I ruin those people."
She murmured to herself before she turned around and headed to the house.
Walking back, she caught sight of the sparkling blue-colored pool a distance away and couldn't help but beam. She loves water and she could envision herself a few days from now diving into that pool in her bikini.
Jeslyn entered the house and climbed the stairs. On getting to the passageway, she stopped and brushed her fingers through her hair.
"This is unbelievable, haha…" she laughed awkwardly.
She looked back to where she was coming from but no one was behind her, so she sighed and shook her head.
"Well, we can't get lost, can we?... Jeslyn, you can do this!" She patted herself on the shoulder and continued to walk forward.
The complication of the passageway, plus the designs of the large doors got her confused.
"How can all the doors be the same? Where is the room I came out from? God! Why is a house this big and complicated anyway?.... Forget it, I can just open all the doors until I get to my room."
The floor she's standing on has three rooms with the doors looking the same. She got baffled as to which room she should go into.
"Let's start with this," she said and walked to the first door on her right.
Turning the knob of the first floor, it didn't bulge... It was locked.
"This is not the room," she shook her head and went to the other door. "This should be it."
She turned the knob handle and… voila, it turned!
Jeslyn smiled and pushed the door open.
"..."
She stared speechlessly at what was in front of her. T–this isn't the room, she thought and was about to shut the door when she heard,
"Enter."
"Ah!!" The fright she got made her open the door wide with her hand holding tightly to the door knob while her body rested on the door.
Maverick, who was standing behind her, watched her cute reaction for a while before he bypassed her and stepped into the dimmed room.
"M–Mr. Can you please, make some noise while walking In the future? You almost scared me to death."
"No," he didn't look back as he threw her the answer.
"Ok, then I should just head to my room." As she was about to turn, his voice fell.
"Your room is not on this floor."
"Ah?"
"Last floor."
"Oh… ok, let me go–"
"Come in," he told her again.
Jeslyn walked into the dimly lit room and sat on the black couch.
Looking around the room, she found nothing to interest her. From the brown wall to the black couches and black doors, down to the hot chocolate curtains and brown rugs… it gave her the wrong feeling.
The only breather in the room was the white sheets on the bed, though it had a black duvet tucked into the bed frame from the lower half of the bed… so sickening!
'Must your room look like a coven?... Anyways, it's a beautiful coven', she shook her head at her taste.
Well, she might be the only person in the world seeing beauty from something that makes one's hair stand on end.
While Jeslyn was busy with her thoughts, Maverick dropped a document on the table.
"You should read through that and sign it," he said.
Jeslyn knitted her brows in puzzlement before she followed his jaw that was gesturing to the table. She looked down to see a brown envelope.
She opened it and pulled out the paper that had a 'contract' written on it.
She sighed– like she wasn't expecting him to really take this marriage to this degree.
Well, it was her idea.
Flipping open the pages, Jeslyn suddenly developed a headache. She rubbed her temple in frustration.
"Why must these contracts, terms, and conditions… In fact, why is everything about law this complicated, cumbersome, and exhausting? Can't they write things more straightforwardly? Ah, my head already." She lamented while flipping over the pages.
Jeslyn had thought she was thinking that in her mind until she heard a snicker.
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Jeslyn sat down with a skeptical look on her face. She had heard of country M. In fact, the whole world knows of country M, but what she doesn't understand is why she is in this villainous place.
Country M is known for her two names 'paradise in hell' and 'kindness is lost'.
Country M is the house for the wealthiest and most demonic set of humans that could ever exist in the world.
Committing all the sins there are in the book is their fort. Although, they do it diplomatically.
They don't go about stealing along the streets or picking up a lady on the road to rape. Carrying out 'petty' crimes like that is considered the work of a weakling and such practices are frowned upon.
Being able to survive in country M automatically means the person has a dead heart.
From the police to the citizens are horrible humans and only a handful of people could be said to be 'kind' and that 'kindness' is extended to some members of their families and friends alone.
Although that might be it, there are still few who know what love is and they aren't stingy to show it.
However, the lover and the loved has to be at the top of the game, or else the enemies lurking around would use that against them. After all, the struggle to be at the pinnacle is no joke.
Getting dragged into a country like that would certainly make a faint-hearted person like Jeslyn pee on themselves.
"Miss Jeslyn, I don't know what happened, but from what I understand, I don't think it was my brother who married you, but rather, you married him, correct?"
Jeslyn slowly nodded and glanced at the man whose head was on the headrest of the chair.
"Good. It was your fault for not knowing who you were marrying, so…"
"I want a divorce!" Jeslyn immediately yelled.
Rex choked on his words and his voice disappeared while he looked at his brother who also happened to be looking at Jeslyn.
Seeing those menacing eyes staring at her, Jeslyn shrank her neck, almost curling on the couch.
"Our deal was one year," he said. From his hard voice, it was obvious he wouldn't be welcoming anything else except that deal.
"B– but what I married you for is over now, I lost." She didn't know where the courage came from, but she was glad it came.
"I also had a condition and I said it, didn't I?" Maverick asked with his thick dark brown raised.
"Huh? You said what? I didn't hear you state your condition." She refused to be cornered or forced to live in this hellish country, especially not with this man that reeked of wickedness.
"It so happens that I need a woman for my brat... I said something like that, did I not?" He quoted what he said that day before he agreed to the deal.
Jeslyn blinked and knitted her brows, trying to recall but she couldn't remember much. All she could recollect was him saying 'brat and deal' before she pulled him away.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, the deal cannot be changed. As for the contract, my lawyer will bring it over in a while."
"..." Jeslyn stared incredulously at him. Can this be called kidnapping?
"Valen will be coming home soon, get the servants to return to the mansion and set everything in place for him." Maverick got up after entrusting the task to Rex.
"Got that, brother."
"Come with me," Maverick said to Jeslyn who was wordlessly regretting her actions on that day.
She got up like a confused robot and slowly walked behind him. She didn't know or care about where he was taking her to. She made the wrong decision, so she could only abide by his rules now.
She had never heard of where a contractor suddenly became the contracted. What an amazing life she's living.
Jeslyn followed Maverick out of the house, wondering where he was taking her until she realized he was showing her around the massive building!
Should she laugh or cry at this predicament? Was this the right time to show her around the house? She was already feeling like dying when she realized she was in country M and this man is showing her around the house, is he for real? What eyes is he expecting her to admire the beauty of the house with?
"Ehm, Mr… don't you think it's not right to be doing this right now when my brain has been fed with too much trouble to swallow? My brain is already suffering from indigestion and you are giving me more, please can I return to the house? I want to rest." She held her head dramatically, feigning dizziness.
Maverick glanced at her. Seeing how 'exhausted' she seemed, he gave a small nod before turning around and heading in the opposite direction.
Jeslyn watched his disappearing back with narrowed eyes for a few seconds before her eyes lit up like she just got an idea and she ran after him.
"Mr, wait up!"
Maverick paused in his step and turned to look at her.
She beamed, making her look like a cute fluffy doll. Even though she knew that she was using her cutest expression right now, the man in front of her didn't seem to care at all.
"What?" His voice was so distant like he was stopped by an annoying stranger.
Well, she's an annoying stranger and Jeslyn was aware of that.
"Ehm, you see, I was thinking, ehm… see, I know we are married…" she said 'married' in an awkwardly low tone, like it wasn't real.
"...and it's a contract. I understand that you want to stick to the end and I'm not going to oppose, after all, I caused it. However, what I wanted to say is that…"
She walked up to him and grabbed his right hand.
Maverick frowned slightly at her touch but didn't pull out his hand.
The audacious little bunny was too preoccupied with how to explain her intention that she missed the reaction he gave at her touch.
With his left hand in his trouser pocket and his right hand in her hold, he stared down at the middle of her head.
Jeslyn looked up at his face and wondered why he was so tall.
'If I ever get the chance to kiss him, I'll have to either wear tall heels or stand on tip toes and he will also have to lower his head a little…damn!'
Realizing she had lost track, she gently hit her head before she beamed again. "Mr, can I return to my country?"
Seeing his face changing, she immediately let go of his hand and waved at his face in a hurry. "No, no, I'm not saying I want to divorce. I mean, uhm, this country is not for people like me. I want to return to my country but I can still remain your wife and when it's time to divorce, you can send the divorce papers over and I'll–"
"No." His cold and stern voice sounded.
"Huh?" His reply startled her. What did he mean by no?
"Mr, there's no reason for me to be by your side, right? I have a career that I–"
"Miss, you have issues up there?" He pointed at her head.
Jeslyn shook her head out of reflex.
"Then, you mustn't have forgotten my condition for accepting the deal, right?"
"Eh, you said it's for a brat and–"
"That brat cannot travel out of this country, which means you'll have to stay here."
"But my career! I'm a singer, a well-known singer who will soon be climbing to be a C–lister in a few weeks!" She knew she was lying, however, staying anywhere in the world is better than staying in this country.
Maverick stayed silent for a while before he responded. "Being here doesn't stop you from doing anything. There are great companies here, I'll get Rex to find you one."
"No, Mr. I don't use the back door to attain my dreams."
"Neither am I giving you access through the back door."
"What do you mean?"
"What you heard… return to the house, your stepson will be back soon. How you make him trust you as a stepmother is all up to you." With that said, he walked away.
Jeslyn's lips fell open in disbelief. What did he just say? Did he just…
"Hahahaha…"Jeslyn suddenly laughed. "It seems my life is just getting worse by the day. No problem, I'll endure, so far I won't die before I ruin those people."
She murmured to herself before she turned around and headed to the house.
Walking back, she caught sight of the sparkling blue-colored pool a distance away and couldn't help but beam. She loves water and she could envision herself a few days from now diving into that pool in her bikini.
Jeslyn entered the house and climbed the stairs. On getting to the passageway, she stopped and brushed her fingers through her hair.
"This is unbelievable, haha…" she laughed awkwardly.
She looked back to where she was coming from but no one was behind her, so she sighed and shook her head.
"Well, we can't get lost, can we?... Jeslyn, you can do this!" She patted herself on the shoulder and continued to walk forward.
The complication of the passageway, plus the designs of the large doors got her confused.
"How can all the doors be the same? Where is the room I came out from? God! Why is a house this big and complicated anyway?.... Forget it, I can just open all the doors until I get to my room."
The floor she's standing on has three rooms with the doors looking the same. She got baffled as to which room she should go into.
"Let's start with this," she said and walked to the first door on her right.
Turning the knob of the first floor, it didn't bulge... It was locked.
"This is not the room," she shook her head and went to the other door. "This should be it."
She turned the knob handle and… voila, it turned!
Jeslyn smiled and pushed the door open.
"..."
She stared speechlessly at what was in front of her. T–this isn't the room, she thought and was about to shut the door when she heard,
"Enter."
"Ah!!" The fright she got made her open the door wide with her hand holding tightly to the door knob while her body rested on the door.
Maverick, who was standing behind her, watched her cute reaction for a while before he bypassed her and stepped into the dimmed room.
"M–Mr. Can you please, make some noise while walking In the future? You almost scared me to death."
"No," he didn't look back as he threw her the answer.
"Ok, then I should just head to my room." As she was about to turn, his voice fell.
"Your room is not on this floor."
"Ah?"
"Last floor."
"Oh… ok, let me go–"
"Come in," he told her again.
Jeslyn walked into the dimly lit room and sat on the black couch.
Looking around the room, she found nothing to interest her. From the brown wall to the black couches and black doors, down to the hot chocolate curtains and brown rugs… it gave her the wrong feeling.
The only breather in the room was the white sheets on the bed, though it had a black duvet tucked into the bed frame from the lower half of the bed… so sickening!
'Must your room look like a coven?... Anyways, it's a beautiful coven', she shook her head at her taste.
Well, she might be the only person in the world seeing beauty from something that makes one's hair stand on end.
While Jeslyn was busy with her thoughts, Maverick dropped a document on the table.
"You should read through that and sign it," he said.
Jeslyn knitted her brows in puzzlement before she followed his jaw that was gesturing to the table. She looked down to see a brown envelope.
She opened it and pulled out the paper that had a 'contract' written on it.
She sighed– like she wasn't expecting him to really take this marriage to this degree.
Well, it was her idea.
Flipping open the pages, Jeslyn suddenly developed a headache. She rubbed her temple in frustration.
"Why must these contracts, terms, and conditions… In fact, why is everything about law this complicated, cumbersome, and exhausting? Can't they write things more straightforwardly? Ah, my head already." She lamented while flipping over the pages.
Jeslyn had thought she was thinking that in her mind until she heard a snicker.
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