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.

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

"cello-like voice" she heard in a daze was actually calling her bestie, Juliet, to come

you want." Carlos

then, Mikayla. Otherwise, he might have fled," Juliet said, her anger rising as she whirled

the opportunity, dropping a

the man, raising her voice. "Did he hit your head too hard? Marry him? Okay, he's hot, but looks can be blinding!"

the mood lightened. Mikayla met Carlos' cool gaze and suddenly panicked, but she soon composed herself. "Juliet, trust me!" she urged, and as always, when she went all serious, Juliet couldn't help but

turned to Carlos. "Marry me. I'll provide

it. "Mikayla, this is nuts! Aren't you tying the knot in three days? With Jaxon, your supposed soulmate? Is this guy threatening you? I'll call the cops!" However,

Carlos asked, "You

I'm sure," Mikayla

Wait for me," said Carlos firmly before getting up to

um..." Juliet felt totally overlooked and flopped

"No idea." Mikayla shrugged.

know this guy, but you're all set to walk down the aisle with him? You're supposed to be with Jaxon!"

were right." Instead of answering directly,

Juliet's bewildered expression, Mikayla went straight to

pretentious 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, reflecting on it all, she just found the

he cheat on you? I'm going to teach them a lesson!” Juliet

Juliet!" Mikayla stopped