As they exchanged rings, Liam looked up at Zayn. The man's face was void of any emotion. Liam sighed as for the first time he heard the man's voice, "I do" Zayn's eyes were trained on him.

Liam repeated the words looking into those hazel eyes. He tucked a curl that fell in front of his eyes, Zayn's eyes tracing every movement. And now Liam didn't want his attention. The voice of the minister startled him, "I now pronounce you husband and spouse, you may now kiss"

He gulped as Zayn stepped forward. His hands were pressed to his sides and closed his eyes as Zayn cupped his jaw and pressed their lips together. The world seemed to fade for Liam, it was just him and Zayn at the moment. Involuntarily, he moved his lips, realizing Zayn was also not backing out. He felt infinity had passed when they separated with a slick sound. He heard the multiple clicks of camera and instantly blushed, feeling every eye on them. As Zayn's hand left his cheek, he pouted, surprisingly he missed the warm touch.

The party was boring as hell. They both were surrounded by unknown people. Liam put a small smile on his face when he saw his father glaring at him. But when his mum asked them to have their first dance, Liam flicked his eyes towards Zayn, silently asking. Zayn held his hand and brought them to the floor, Liam didn't know if he should make the first move, but slowly Zayn's arms came around his waist. Liam tentatively wrapped his arms around the taller man's neck as they swayed with the music.

Liam frowned, Zayn wasn't looking at him. He was regretting his decision. He had thought that the man would at least act for the sake of others but no. He just stared at Zayn's chest to avoid any eye contact. His heart swelled when his mum danced with Zayn. He could clearly see Zayn was uncomfortable but didn't deny his mother.

They were both silent as they entered the mansion. Liam was struck in awe as he took in the beauty of the house. A servant dragged his luggage behind them.

"Brian take this to the first guest room" Zayn ordered the servant.

Liam looked at him as if waiting for an order for himself, honestly he didn't know how to act around the man. He didn't want to upset him. Zayn held the key for his dad's safety.

"I want to clear some things first" Zayn sat on one of the couches, Liam followed suit.

"I'm not gay, so don't think we'll consummate this marriage"

Liam wanted to laugh at him, but opted not to, "I didn't say you were and if you are straight, why not marry a girl?"

"I don't do feelings. Besides I can't knock you out, if I marry a girl and she doesn't get pregnant, everyone will be suspicious"

"What if I'm a top?"

"I know who's a bottom when I see one" Zayn gave Liam a once over, making the younger lad squirm under his gaze.

"And you say you're not gay" Liam rolled his eyes.

"You can attend your online classes from here only. You're not allowed to go outside unless me or a bodyguard is with you. Your parents can visit you anytime. Your friends can too, but only when I allow. My aunt, Yamina, she doesn't know that this marriage is a contract, so if she visits, we have to act in love"

"She didn't come to the wedding?"

"She isn't well, I think she'll be here next week, that'll give you time to adjust. You're not allowed to have any relationship till we're married, once I get my shares and property, we'll file for divorce, then you're free to do whatever you want"

"There are a lot of rules" Liam muttered.

"And you have to follow each one, now go to your room. It's on the left, up the stairs. Grace, the housekeeper comes in the morning, only Brian stays here, the one who brought your luggage, other staff members will be introduced tomorrow"

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