"En." Maverick simply replied in a husky and deep voice that made Valencia's face flush seductively.

Maverick's eyes darkened  it felt as if he couldn't have enough of this woman.

....

Under the blanket, Valencia smiled sweetly, her hand hooked around Maverick's strong waist. Her face glistened with sweat, and her pale skin was filled with the hickeys left by Maverick.

Valencia's right hand shifted to Maverick's face, his black eyes half-lidded, yet watching the every woman's move.

His strong hand wrapped around her waist, drawing her closer to him. Seeing the woman's foolish smile, he asked in a deep, hoarse voice. "What's it?"

"I'm happy." Valencia simply replied in a melodious tone, inhaling the man's musky masculine scent coupled with the faint scent of tobacco and cigarettes.

Valencia never expected that someone with a bad reputation like her would accomplish her dream of having the number one eligible bachelor in the whole country as her husband—but she had!

Finally, Valencia had done the most important thing, which was boldly giving herself to Maverick a night before her wedding. And now that Valencia and Maverick have done the deed, they've become one, and what's left is tomorrow's occasion.

Valencia smiled stupidly, feeling that everything ensuing was a dream, and if it was, she didn't want to wake up.

Valencia smiled sweetly and began to recall the past.

The first time Valencia saw Maverick was when she was 10 years old. Valencia had just lost her mother, and her father had just brought in a new stepmother and daughter who made her life miserable.

The young Valencia was sitting in front of the TV, bawling her eyes out after facing schemes from her stepmother, when the young boy's pleasant voice drifted into her ears.

'All children are treasures, irrespective of their status. Even if they're orphans or not, they're all treasures and should be protected at all costs.'

Maverick said this during the speech after he won the Youngest Genius Award, breaking worldwide records.

That time, the 12-year-old youth stood tall, the sun shining on his handsome outline, giving him an outstanding halo.

That time, the brooding Valencia felt her low mood disappear, and she proudly pointed to the television and announced, 'that person belonged to me'.

That person had sounded so soft and sincere, making little Valencia believe he'd treat his wife and children well, unlike her scum father, who had maltreated her mother until her passing away.

Now that girl has turned 20 and that boy has become her lover  the most important thing is that tomorrow will be the day Maverick and Valencia will be married. They will forever be joined for life, and soon they'll be making their own cute and sensible kids and having their own family. Valencia swore to build a loving family and never make any of her children go through any situation that would cause them grievances.

The more Valencia remembered everything, the more a silly smile blossomed on her face, making her face more enchanting that night. She wrapped her hand around Maverick's waist happily and stretched her neck in a bid to kiss his lips.

Valencia felt that her life was on track. She's marrying her crush, who loves and pampers her the most, and she'll soon be the number one woman everyone envies  what more does she want?

"I'm happy. Rick, are you happy?" Valencia tilted her neck and stared at Maverick's impeccable features. No matter how she stares at the peerless, handsome face, she can never get enough!

Maverick was quiet as he stared at her with indecipherable emotions. He suddenly sat up, which made Valencia stare at him in curiosity, but before she could say anything, he turned away from her.

Before Valencia could blink, Maverick turned on the lamp.

Valencia lowered her head and blushed shyly, sneaking a look at Maverick's perfectly figure, which can topple the world and put models to shame.

Valencia's voice was enticingly soft and tiny, stroking hearts and giving one the urge to worship. "Maverick, what are you doing? Do you want to go for another round under the..."

"Go through it. If the condition is okay with you, sign it. If it's not, we'll negotiate the contract." Maverick suddenly interrupted, his voice cold and chilling to the bone, as if he were talking to a business partner. Completing his words, he threw a document toward her.

Huh? Valencia's brows knitted into a frown at his sudden coldness. She sat up—wincing immediately she did—making her blush. "Rick, what do you mean? What's this?" Valencia inquired in a soft, curious voice, but before Maverick could reply, a thought surfaced in her mind, making her smile.

Valencia wrapped her hand around his arm and laid her head on his chest with a foolish smile.

Valencia is a lover of web novels, and according to the script, this should be the time Maverick planned to put Valencia in charge of his properties. Valencia lowered her head  she never expected Maverick to be such a romantic man. "Is this your dowry to..."

"Wedding contract." Maverick simply replied coldly and threw off her hand. His expression was detached and cold, unlike the heated and intense expression on his face a few minutes earlier. This time, his face was cold, as if he were meeting an enemy and doing a business meeting.

Huh, wedding contract? Valencia's back straightened, and she sat up properly  pain shooting down her back made her hiss. "Rick. What do you mean by wedding contract?" Although Valencia wanted to make her voice calm, it ended up shaking.

Valencia suddenly felt uneasy upon seeing that cold and distant look on Maverick's face.

That distant look that had always appeared on Maverick's face once in a while always made Valencia feel as if she didn't know him at all, and he was more distant than the person she's been dating since two years ago.

Valencia bit her lower lips upon seeing that he didn't answer her questions, so she quietly began to go through the document Maverick had just thrown at her.

Reading the first page made Valencia's eyes widen in shock  her face paled immediately, and her body shook in disbelief. Tears pooled in her eyes, but she forced herself to go through the blatant torture of reading. Reading through every word, and her mind repeating it despite the repeated stab to her heart.

By the time Valencia finished reading the documents, her strength had vanished, and all the joy she had a few minutes ago had dissipated without a trace.