Chapter 118

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“No!” The words fling out of my mouth before I can catch them. I blink, unsure if I even heard the insane man in front of me correctly.

He’ll marry me. “You’ll marry me?” I mocked, “Nol”

His eyes twitch. “The only way I cannot marry Hannah is, well, if I’m already married to someone else.”

“So you want me to be your fake wife?!”

“No. What the hell is a fake wife?” He had the audacity to sound offended by my opinion

marriage. “I am going to marry you. For real.”

As if I was the one who casually suggested

“And I get no say in it?!” I demanded.

“Of course you get a say.” His stance softens considerably. “Which designer should design your wedding dress? Ellie Saab? Wang?”

My lips open, and they close again before I angrily hiss, “That’s all the opinion I get?”

“You can decide the colour scheme of the flowers?” He offers oh–so–much. “And the witnesses.”

I stare at the insufferable man. “Alex, we’ve been on one date. One. I am not marrying you.”

“That is one thing you’re not going to have an opinion on.”

“Good luck forcing my corpse down the aisle because there’s no way I’m going to walk down alive.”

His eyes darkened. “We’ll see about that.”

“We are seeing about that,” I huff. “I told you everything you wanted to know since the day I met you. Now, I’m going to walk through those doors and go home. If you want to stop me, drive a bullet through my head.”

Alex rolls his eyes.

He. Rolled. His. Eyes.

“No need for dramatics.”

a fire in me that wasn’t getting put out anytime soon, taking a step away to walk out just like I had promised but I hadn’t even taken a

drastic

Suggesting you’ll marry me

is no suggestion there.

“In your dreams.”

Chapter 118

than you

tears threatening to fill in again a family, okay? I didn’t have parents or anyone. I dreamt of this all my life.

to ruin the moment. “I

and the

“I dreamt of

retorts, gaze and tone softening again. “You can still have whatever you want. Dictate your dream wedding and I’ll make

I whisper, tears spilling out. “I want a family.

at me. One moment passes. Another. “If children is

your world? You were attacked in your own house, Alex! We couldn’t step out for a date without hundred of your men

world?”

you happy. If it is children,

then lick my lips before shaking my head. He just doesn’t understand. “Your life is dangerous, and exhausting. What would make me happy is

being a part of my

correct answer is. I had known Alex for sometime over a month, bordering to a month and a half, but he had inscribed himself in the deepest parts of me, made me feel things nobody ever has. Would I be happy by removing myself out of his life? Probably not. “It’s your world that I have an issue with,” 1 carefully

again.

about love,

“What about it?”

ever love

another. A part of me hoped he would agree to what I had asked for just like he had when

wanted to scoff under my breath, but I find myself captivated by

get married soon,”

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