The Best Friend's Contract

Dimitri had gotten married when we were still in college and after graduation, he was happy because he got himself a son. He knew the risk of marrying at such a young age but he couldn't care less... even when his parents warned him. Unfortunately, as he grew older, he was busier with work and especially with the hotel. It was a tragedy for him. A painful one. He found out that his wife was cheating on him with some other guy because he saw them in a hotel room, with no clothes on and they were kissing one another. He was devastated he exploded and he'd almost killed the man. I got there in time and I stopped him.

"About... Kenna, I hope she'll be able to sort out your mother. She has always been the crazy one with wanting to get you married but believe me, that's not the end. You'll have to start figuring out excuses when she starts asking for a grandchild," He laughs while I join him.

It's a possibility. No, it's a fact. My mother will start asking questions about giving her another grandchild and she won't stop until she gets one. She'll start giving hints or just directly ask it. There's no running from her.

"You're giving me a headache, man. I thought my problem is solved but damn... kids? Grandchildren?" My lips curve up into a smirk before turning to look at a beauty who has passed, making me eye down to her legs. Both of her eyes are looking directly at me with a seductive smile appearing on her face as we both share the gaze.

Her dark blonde hair curls nicely as they fall down to her shoulders, making me stare down at her tight red dress that seems to cling onto her body perfectly before eyeing the jewellery on her neck. Then, my gaze wanders to her tanned, long legs, moving swiftly towards her table.

Dimitri follows my gaze, "That ass." He mutters under his breath but loud enough for me to hear which causes me to chuckle. "She's definitely tempting you,"

"She definitely is," I reply without looking away from her face as she puts the menu down onto the table. Both of her eyes remain focused onto mine before leaning forward, purposely revealing her cleavage for display, causing my lips to curve up, assuring her that it's working.

"Too late for that. You're getting married," Dimitri says, leaving me look away from her, immediately. He has his lips curved up into a smirk before chuckling.

Nothing is ever too late. I'm getting married but it's not something sacred between Kenna and I, besides, our marriage won't even be real. She has always been the one to understand me most and she will, too, understand me even after our marriage. I'm sure. Just as I'm about to speak up, my phone begins to beep which causes me to look down at the screen. It seems like I've just received an email from Kenna:

To my best friend... Aidan,

Here are the conditions that you have to promise to fulfil in order for me to agree with this whole 'marriage' thing or I won't. Just take a deep breath and try to keep them in your head, okay?

1) A proper proposal-I've said this earlier and I want you to know I'm very serious about this one. Without a proper proposal... the wedding will never happen.

"You can help me with a proposal, right?" I stop reading the email to look up at Dimitri. "She emailed me the conditions and apparently, a proper proposal is on the top of them all," I add and he laughs, nodding his head.

He smiles, "That's the Kenna we all know. You'll get what you want as long as she gets what she wants but fair enough, she's asking for a proper proposal. A proposal is going to determine how much you want to marry her," Then, he stops for awhile, "In a fake way," I roll my eyes before continuing to read:

2) Of course, there's always a ring. Let me be a little demanding about this one because I'm not going to wear crap for the whole year. You need to surprise me with the best, Aidan.

"Let me guess. You need a ring," He says, interrupting me while I chuckle. "Those two is like a damn package, you can't propose without a proper proposal or a ring because... well, you just need them both."

3) Buy me lunch at Cafe Lalo for a whole week. It won't matter what you'll order but... you can't fool me by buying at someplace else.

"Aha, I know this one!" He stops me, making me raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to keep on guessing. Kenna, she is somehow predictable. "She wants you to buy her lunch for what... a week? A month? Food is her life,"

"A week. She wants me to buy her lunch for a week," I reply and he claps his hands, continuing to chew his food before dipping it into the barbecue sauce.

"At the one spot, Cafe Lalo." He adds, proudly. We know quite a lot when it comes to Kenna. She's our only female best friend so we care a bit too much for her.

4) I need my own room. Yes, this means that you will have to clear your game room and no, we will not be sleeping in the same room nor the same bed. Repeat, my own room. We can't be living under different roofs now, can we? I know how your mother will react if we

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The last one will be a bit... hard for

you but if you want this fake

marriage to work, then you have got to put some effort. So, I'm giving you a warning. All of these conditions will not be valid if you disagree and let me off the hook but if you wish to continue, I do hope that you'll follow up with each of them.

5) Faithfulness.

Uh oh, I know that look on your face but no, this is not a joke. You want me to help you, right? You'll have to agree with me. Yes, it means that no sex for a year. You won't be seeing other women or even fool around with one night stands. Intolerable. I won't catch you with other women as it is considerably, 'cheating' in our fake marriage.

Don't worry, it'll go the same with me but honestly, there's nothing to worry about me though because I'm not as horny as you. Whatever, I'm sure you're able to cross four out of five, for now. Your bestie,

Kenna

My eyes widen at the last condition before looking up at a confused Dimitri who has been eyeing me for the past couple of minutes. He puts his glass of wine down as he clears his throat at my sudden change of my expression.

"What was the last one?" He asks, raising an eyebrow at me as he calls out for the waiter. Then, he looks back at me, trying to read my expression but I'm staring out with nothing showing on my face.

"According to the look on your face... it seems like she's asking for something impossible to fulfil but man, I can't read you. What was the last one?" He continues to ask before grabbing onto my phone while I lean back, running my fingers through my hair, carelessly. Dimitri laughs out loud, "You're so dead."

He reads the last one, over and over again, making me groan as I grab back my phone. "That's something I would like to see. Aidan not having sex for a year? That's golden... I don't think you'll make it," He smirks.

My mind tries to focus back onto the conditions, especially the last one. No sex for a year. That seems like pure torture for someone like me. Kenna has got to have some mercy but then again, we are getting married.

Whether the marriage is based on a contract or not, we will still be married in front of the priest, automatically making the marriage genuine and legal. Sleeping around with other women would make myself a damn cheater. It's something that I would never do, married or not.

"I'm going to do it," I say, stopping Dimitri from chewing his food, "How hard can it be? It's not like I'm slowly going to die or anything. I'm going to fulfil the conditions without alterations," I add, with confidence.

He leans his head back, "You're a man of your words, Aidan. I'm willing to see how long you'll last," He lifts his glass of wine, chuckling lightly.

"I just need your help with

something," I say as soon as I've

realised that i've never done this

before and he has. No matter how

badly his marriage was or why it ended he is still a man full of passion for women. He quite

believes in second chances when it comes to love or even more.

"Anything. What's up?" He leans forward.