Lust Contracts 18+ Hunting for Love with My Three Contract Husbands

116 His Methods

Brandon was spot on when he told me what his parents wanted from us. They wanted a child, badly, and they were blunt and open about it. I wondered how long they have been pressuring Brandon about producing the next heir to the family. That thought made a shiver run through my body.

Thankfully, Brandon excused us from the lunch soon afterwards which was exactly what I wanted because I couldn’t eat much. With the mood that I was in, I had absolutely no appetite and everything that I put in my mouth felt tasteless if not completely disgusting. I wanted to be alone with Brandon so that I could give him a piece of my frustrated mind.

“Why did you agree to his request just like that?” I asked in a snappy voice when we were alone in the rooms that were prepared for us.

The sitting room was luxurious decorated just like the rest of the mansion and adjoined to it was the bedroom that had been prepared for us. Brandon sat down on the sofa casually like the whole affair didn’t bother him at all.

“It’s just a fertility test. Do you have fertility problems?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow at me.

I had no idea if I was a fertile or not but that wasn’t the issue here!

“That’s not the issue! You shouldn’t have agreed to the test without my consent. You should have asked me first!” I argued desperately.

How can he not understand something so simple?

“What if I asked you in front of my father and you said no? If you have to get it done anyways, we might as well just agree upfront,” Brandon said with a shrug of his shoulders.

.....

“It’s my body we’re talking about here. You should have let me decide...” I argued.

“I’m sorry. Are you happy now? Let’s move on,” Brandon said dismissively.

I blinked a couple of times at him as his words stunned me into silence. Brandon had not changed at all in this respect. He didn’t like to argue, and he didn’t like to give in to any of our arguments either. The result was him apologizing and brushing things to the side to end the argument. I sighed and closed my eyes before flopping down on the sofa next to him as if I no longer had the strength to stand up any longer.

“Get changed. I’ll take you for a ride...” Brandon said calmly.

“Huh? Where?” I asked, surprised at the sudden change in topic.

“Not in a car. I mean the horses. You like riding, don’t you?” Brandon asked with a knowing smile.

This was another thing that hadn’t changed about him. Whenever he knew that I was displeased with him, he would offer me something in return so that he could make up with me. So, he remembered that I liked to ride. I haven’t ridden on a horse for a long time, though. As part of the ‘perfect wife training’, I had learned to ride horses and of all the useless things that I had to learn, I had to say that I particularly enjoyed this lesson.

“I do...” I replied begrudgingly.

“Then get changed or are you too tired for this?” he asked with some concern.

“I’m fine. I’ll get changed...” I replied, followed by a sigh of resignation.

He really knew how to wrap me around his fingers. I decided to go with the flow because I was too tired to resist. I made a mental note to consult Justin later about what to do with the fertility test. Honestly, I didn’t know the procedures involved in the test, but it sounded so complicated and invasive to me that I didn’t look forward to taking the test.

“Good...” Brandon said brightly as he sprung up from the sofa.

...

“This estate feels like something back in the eras of dukes and duchesses or something. You even have stables and farms,” I said as I walked casually next to Brandon as he showed me the stables.

I had no idea that there were this many stables and horses. It was truly impressive. The fact that I haven’t ridden a horse for a long while made me feel a little more than excited.

“This is Will, the stable manager,” Brandon said in introduction.

A middle-aged man with curling brown hair smiled and nodded my way politely.

“Thank you for having me here. Your horses look very impressive. I had no idea that the stables were this big,” I said before smiling kindly at the man.

“Thank you for your kind words but these horses belong to my master. Let me show you your horse...” Will said and I could tell that he was trying to be modest.

I instantly developed a liking for the man and that was probably half due to his character and half because of his apparent love for horses. It didn’t take a train eye to see how well the stables were managed. The place was very clean, and the horses all seemed in good spirit and in good health.

“My horse?” I said questioningly as my eyes widened.

I turned to Brandon for an explanation, but he just turned to look the other way as if he had no knowledge of such a thing.

“This way please...” Will said as he gestured with his hand for us to follow him.

We passed many horses on our way to see ‘my horse’. My curiosity started taking over and I was excited to see the horse that I would get to ride. The weather seemed fine today. It was sunny with enough wind. All in all, the perfect weather to do some riding.

“We just got her, so she doesn’t have a name yet. She’s very healthy and high in spirits. Are you an experienced rider?” Will asked as he turned to look at me.

My eyes were captivated by the beautiful black horse with a white marking on its forehead. Her eyes were brown and framed with very long black lashes that matched her coat. She looked wonderfully beautiful and very calm.

“She’s beautiful...” I whispered in awe as I took a step closer to the animal.

“Yes, she is. It took us a while to pick her out of you...” Will said proudly.

–To be continued...