Chapter 3: Yes, I will marry you,

Peral

The man pulled my arm, trying to stop me from leaving, I stared at him not knowing what this was about, no sane person who think about agreeing to it, would they?

He's handsome, yes, and does look sane too, but why does it look like he's going to say yes to me?

"Yes, I will marry you," He calmly answered, this was crazy, I stood there staring at him baffled by what I just heard, I mean this really was crazy, why would someone like him say yes to me?

'What's wrong with you?' I heard the question pop into my mind, like isn't that obvious? I can't be standing with him as his plus one, he'd be a laughing piece.

'No matter how much I ran through to get rid of the thighs I couldn't get rid of it, and not to forget my height. He's tall, really tall for me to even reach his shoulders, there are so many reasons for me to find this match ridiculous'.

I should have thought at least once before saying anything, it really is my fault, I am sure he can feel the same about it too.

And we both were talking as if this wasn't a big deal. I stare at him trying to pull my hands away but he was not done.

"I, uh-, my sister she needs a daughter" I gaze at him startled until the words sink in me and I glare at him after the realization of it.

"No, no, listen to me first, my sister lost her family, her husband, and her unborn child in an accident and she wanted to adopt a girl from the orphanage but they said they couldn't let her adopt because she is unstable with her emotions and that will not be safe for the child" He explained his whole situation to me in just one go.

Trying his best not to sound desperate but he couldn't be more desperate than me, could he? I tried my best to stay calm and listen to the most delicious man I ever saw, I had no idea if he was telling the truth or was lying to me but everything coming out of his lips was intoxicating, making me want to listen to everything he had to say.

"I can adopt the child if I am married" He added making me want to walk back and settle down on the chair and listen to him, and I did.

I don't know what is happening to me, I am getting attracted to this human as if we are both magnets who can't stay apart.

"My mother, she is dying, and her last," I paused at the words coming out of my mouth made me realize it was really happening and it made me feel how I was left with nothing but accepting the fact of it.

"And her last wish is to see me get married before she leaves the world," I could feel the lump forming in my throat as I tried not to cry in front of him.

I could feel my chest getting heavy and the flashbacks of me and my mother about the last night came running to me where I was happy in her arms, I cupped my face in my palms trying to hide my tears from him, nothing in this world could ever make me forget this feeling.

"So when should we get married?" He asked bringing me back to him.

This felt weird, the words felt unfamiliar and crazy, I just stared at him thinking if he could feel how crazy this sounded or if it was just me, I gazed at him for a moment and started to speak again.

"This is crazy, you know that right?" I asked him, I knew it was crazy but this would help us both, he'd be able to get her sister the child he wants and I'd be able to show my mother that I would be happy after she left.

"Yes, I do. Now just say yes and we will get married the first thing tomorrow morning and sign the contract" He sounded crazy, even when I was the one who started this.

'Wait did he just say Contract?' I looked at him puzzled "Contract?" I pointed it out, and he looked up at me as if it was something natural.

"Yes we can sign a contract, this will help us keep things legal, we don't want any problems in the future when we part ways, right?" I blink a few times taking that all in, yes, obviously, what was I expecting?

I looked the other way to avoid showing him how disappointed I was or how the anger was boiling inside me, even when I knew it clearly was not his fault, it was mine to think we'd have a normal wedding, like normal people.

He did not say he would give me the marriage I wanted, it was all in my head, but it's fine I got a reality check soon.

"I better leave," I murmured getting up and walking away from him, and he looked at me puzzled, obviously he was waiting for a reply.

"What about the marriage?" He questioned pulling my arms and stopping me from moving any further.

"I don't think this will work," I replied walking past him and brushing his hand away from mine, and something in his eyes changed.

"You wanted this first! you are now making me look like I am the desperate one?" He spoke in a harsh tone furiously.

Yes, this is my fault and I should be the one to fix it, just a few minutes ago I was ready to marry this man, and now listening to him I could feel how much of a fool I was to believe he would marry me, and to be frank it was crazy to just ask a stranger to marry me.

"You want someone to adopt a baby and I want someone to MARRY" I tried my best to tell him the difference but it wasn't something he was getting.

"I want someone to marry you want someone to marry, this is the perfect deal" Never get swayed by handsome men my inner voice reminded me and my brain wrote it down in bold letters.

"I want to marry someone who promises me a future, I can't marry someone with a thought of- " I halted as this was not right, I didn't have an obligation to explain anything anymore.

This is my limit too, I can't force myself to be open about how I want my man to treat me to a stranger who really has thinking of marriage being some kind of play, I know I asked him to marry me but he wasn't listening to himself, he really wanted to marry me to deceive people and end it later on.

'You were doing it too, weren't you!?' That highlighted in my mind, yes, right I was doing the same but I did not have a thought about ending it later on.

I don't think a marriage would work with the thought of ending it later on. That is not the marriage I am planning to get into. I would rather marry the man my father will introduce me to.

This marriage is nothing but a waste of time, I just walked past him and pushed the elevator button, it was on the first floor it would take time to come up, it was my wishful thinking to believe I would get away without any harm.

I stared at the door waiting for the elevator but before I could understand what was happening, I felt myself trapped between the wall and the man, I stumbled on my feet, but that did not stop him from moving close to me, pinning me against the wall.

I glared at him questioning his act, but that did not affect him, and I noticed a smirk on his face as he leaned in face to face.

"Where do you think you are leaving? I am not finished yet!" He whispered over my face, his warm breath fanning over my face.

I blinked a few times, pushing him away, and trying to get free from his tight grip, but he only applied more pressure, warning me to stop.

This is not something I was expecting, no this is not happening, this can't happen, I stare at him blankly, fear slowly covering my face as his hands explore my body, his hands clutching my waist pulling me closer to him.

"What the fu-" I parted my lips to curse and yell at him, only to get him to press his lips on mine stopping me from speaking.

I was too shocked to process anything anymore, my hands were pinned over my head with one hand while the other worked on my breasts, squeezing them and making me moan in pain.

Pushing him away was not working, he was strong, too strong for my fragile body, his grip over my waist tightened pulling me in as he devoured me entirely.

He was not just kissing me, I felt he was eating me alive, and the fear of getting raped covered my whole body, I struggled under him, trying to make him stop, but he did nothing and seeing him not stop tears rolled from my eyes.

I tried to fight him and dragged my face away, but it did not stop him, and his lips trialed down on my bare neck nibbling and sucking me.

"Please" I cried making him break the kiss and stare at me. There was no sight of guilt in his dark eyes, but filled with lust.

He slowly moved his hand away from my waist letting me free and brushed his thumb over my lower lip, and a sly smile covered his face.

"You taste sweet" He whispered playing with my lip and looked up at my eyes, and slowly rest his forehead over mine "Sweet like honey wife," He added taking a sharp breath as his eyes bore mine, and I couldn't think properly.

I look at him at the loss of words, did he just call me wife? This is not right, this really is not right. I heard the elevator bell ring from behind, and kicked him in his balls, and ran to save myself from the monster.