Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

2.Chapter 2 Marry Me

Mikayla's head was pounding as if it wanted to split open. Somewhere in her groggy state, she thought she picked up a cello-like voice.

The moment she finally started coming to, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle. She squinted her eyes open, just glimpsing a guy's outline before the harsh light forced her to slam them shut again. Flashes of the accident flooded in, sending shudders down her spine. For a second there, she thought she was a goner, about to be in a nasty car accident. But it turned out she had dodged a bullet. "Where am I?" Mikayla asked.

"The hospital," replied a deep and magnetic voice.

Mikayla opened her eyes and saw a man in a green uniform standing against the light. She couldn't help but notice his striking appearance and aura. His handsome, chiseled features, graceful demeanor, and calm, steady presence were utterly mesmerizing. His voice, rich and velvety like a cello, added to his undeniable charm. Everything around him seemed to fade into the background upon his arrival. Suddenly, her bestie's playful yet earnest advice sounded in her head, "Girl, do yourself a favor. Don't marry a Guardian! Marrying one is like committing to a lonely life. You barely see them all year and end up living like a nun! Plus, folks at the military base are as dry as dust..."

The man, Carlos Ludwig, stared at Mikayla with deep, penetrating eyes. There she was, with her sun-kissed skin, a nose that seemed sculpted to perfection, and lips just parted enough to suggest a hint of invitation—all of it coming together in a face that was simply knockout gorgeous.

Noticing his gaze, Mikayla looked up. For that brief second, their gazes tangled together.

"You hit me?" asked Mikayla.

Carlos took a beat before he owned up to it, "Yeah."

"What's your make-good plan?" Mikayla kept a steady eye on him, not letting up for a second.

"Name your price," Carlos replied, still curt and to the point.

"I don't lack money," she said.

barged in, grabbed Mikayla by the hand, and gave her the once-over, top to bottom,

sudden, it clicked for Mikayla. The "cello-like voice" she heard in a daze was actually calling her bestie, Juliet, to come help out. When

what you want." Carlos

you? Luckily, I called you back then, Mikayla. Otherwise, he might have fled," Juliet said, her anger rising as she whirled around to get a good look at the guy. The second she set eyes on Carlos, she just

the opportunity, dropping a bombshell. "Marry

the man, raising her voice. "Did he hit your head too hard? Marry him? Okay, he's hot, but looks can be blinding!" Not

she soon composed herself. "Juliet, trust me!" she urged,

to Carlos. "Marry

is nuts! Aren't you tying the knot in three days? With Jaxon, your supposed

asked, "You

Yeah, I'm sure," Mikayla

said Carlos firmly before getting

um..." Juliet felt totally overlooked and flopped into a chair.

"No idea." Mikayla shrugged.

the aisle with him? You're supposed to be with Jaxon!"

Instead of answering directly,

Mikayla went straight to the point. "He cheated on

Winona?"

always been wary of Winona, cautioning Mikayla to stay alert. But Mikayla had decided to put her trust in Jaxon despite the warnings. Now,

a lesson!” Juliet declared, jumping to her feet and

Juliet!" Mikayla stopped