You Can't Buy My Love novel Chapter 11

Olivia

"SURPRISE!" An abundance of people shouted, and I grabbed onto Nolan's wrist as a reflex. I'm actually glad I was wearing shades because they scared the living hell out of me!

I followed behind Nolan since I was the stranger here, and he walked over to his Dad. "I wanted to surprise you both!" He grinned, hugging both me and Nolan. "Since you didn't get a real wedding, I wanted to have a marriage party before we left!" He seemed so proud of himself, and I grinned like this wasn't awkward as hell!

"Wow! Dad! That's amazing!" Nolan grinned, looking around at everyone.

"And I know for a fact he didn't take you on a honeymoon?" He said knowingly, looking directly at me.

"No, he didn't." I smiled softly. "We eloped." I shrugged, and he shook his head softly. In all of our rousing, we didn't think of a honeymoon, or a wedding.

"Now you get to have both." He said to me, gripping my shoulders. "Now you two go freshen up, this party isn't going anywhere." He smiled, pushing us towards our cabin. "Your mother would be so proud." He gushed, and I looked over at Nolan guiltily.

"Guess we should change." I said to him, and he nodded. "You go wait for me in the room, I'm right behind you." He said, and I followed the driver as he loaded up our luggage in our room.

Even though this was only a boat, the room was surprisingly spacious! Even though I was caught in the middle of an entanglement, I still couldn't help but gawk at everything.

The room was themed blue and this dark grayish- cream color, and it even had its own balcony with a view of the ocean outside. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed, trying to be quiet.

The first thing I did was flop down on the bed, and instantly reminded myself not to fall asleep. "This is freaking awesome!" I grinned, flopping around on the bed in excitement. I did consider this deal we had a professional job, but god it just came with so many perks!

Am I wrong for enjoying all of this? Besides, in a few months he'll get what he wants, and I'll get what I want, but I'm pretty sure what I want doesn't come with trips to Italy and super yachts. May as well enjoy the fruits of my labor.

My happiness was interrupted by the entrance of Nolan, and I sat up in bed quickly. "This is so annoying!" He groaned, running his hands through his hair.

"Are you okay?" I asked, chuckling softly.

"I hate surprises. I hate family gatherings." He explained, sitting in the arm chair across from me. "Two of the things I hate are happening right now." He complained, and I tried to pretend not to notice the chocolate sitting on the pillow next to me.

"I'm sure it'll be fine." I said to him, resisting the urge to chow down while he's in distress. I don't think that would be very wifey of me.

"Fine?" He asked, standing to his feet. "Can you pretend to be my wife in front of my whole family?" He asked, towering over me.

"I think we're doing pretty good so far." I shrugged. "I don't think anyone suspects a thing." I reassured him, trying to get back to enjoying the rich life. I haven't even begin to explore everything in this room let alone this yacht, and he's making me feel guilty for wanting to right now.

"Really?" He asked me, and I thought he was being dramatic, but the expression on his face seemed actually desperate.

"Yeah." I nodded, standing to my feet. "We're doing good." I told him, holding his face in my hands with an amused smile. "Now let's get dressed, and put on a 50,000 dollar show for these people."

With that, I busted open my suitcase and looked for the perfect white dress. "You're wearing white?" He asked, partly surprised.

We held our hands up like we were on a victory tour, and I heard someone shout out in the crowd. "Kiss her!" This was followed by a bunch of encouragements to do just that, and I looked over at Nolan for a sign.

He looked over at me, then suddenly pulled me close in his arms. I could feel his hands gripping my side tightly, and he pulled me into his groin so tight I could feel his package lifting beneath me. My eyes widened, and he leant over to whisper in my ear. "Let's give them a 50,000 dollar show." He smiled, then placed his lips softly on mine.

This action was met with adoring laughter, and I threw my hands around his neck. I wasn't sure if the kiss was real, or for show, but I guess it doesn't matter. I'm being paid to be a wife, so I'm going to be the best damn pretend wife money could buy. Plus it didn't hurt that he was such a good kisser.

"Get a room!" Nova yelled, and I pulled my head away almost instantly. For a second there I almost forgot that we were in front of people.

I cleaned around my lips to make sure there wasn't any running make up, and gave Nolan one last look before turning around. "Here, I have a toast." Nolan's father said, handing us both a glass of champagne.

"Wait," I whispered to him. "I'm not old enough to drink." I told him, unsure of how he would react. He laughed wholeheartedly, then shook his head.

"Who cares, it's your wedding party." He told me, and I smiled shyly.

"Okay." I shrugged, then stood back beside Nolan.

"Everyone," his Father started. "I want to make a toast. This is to my eldest son, and his stunning new wife Olivia. I'm so happy that our family has grown!" He smiled proudly at the pair of us, and I tried to hide the guilt that crept up on me. "I'm so happy that my son now has someone to keep him on his toes, and I'm glad I get to honor him around my wife's birthday. She would've been so happy to be here." He smiled. "So this is to the three of you." I blinked swiftly, trying not to cry in front of his family.

Everyone raised their glasses, and we toasted, abs partied, and drunk all night long. It was a celebration of marriage, life, and death all in one.