Forced Marriage, True Love

17. Rescue

*PS: I apologize to any Mushoku Tensei fans or Rudy Greyrat fans, but he is a bad person in this book. Please don't hate me! *

I quickly spun around and saw a man in his thirties in a white T-shirt and black pants. He had green eyes and blonde hair which he tied in a short, low ponytail. He seemed quite fit, similar to Taki in built and his lips twitched as he looked at me.

My face scrunched in disgust while he kept looking at me with a lustful gaze. "Who are you?" I asked, making him shrug. "Doesn't matter. What's a pretty woman like you doing here all alone?" He said as he walked towards me. "It's not safe you know. How about... I accompany you here?" He almost cornered me to the wall when I swiftly ducked down and moved away in a hurry. "No thank you. I'm alright."

However, he walked towards me again, and I scurried away in fear. However, this sick pervert just wouldn't stop walking forward now, would he? Suddenly, I spotted Taki behind him, coming out of the lobby, tapping his phone. And I had never felt this relieved to see him.

"Taki!" I shouted and the man froze on his tracks. Taki glanced up from his phone and I quickly ran away from the pervert, my feet taking me straight to Taki. As I hastily reached him, Taki put his arm on my shoulder, stabilizing me. "Why are you run-"

"Taki," The man appeared before us. "Long time no see." "Rudeus." Taki looked surprised, and so was I. Taki knew this pervert? "I didn't know you would come." "How can I not?" Rudeus said. "I'm also a part of Greyrat Industries." Taki nodded. "Well, it's good that you're here." Taki said and then glanced at me. "Mitsuha, meet Rudeus Greyrat, the son of the chairman of Greyrat Industries." My eyes widened in shock. "And Rudeus, this is my fiancée, Mitsuha Miyamizu." He introduced us, but the last thing I needed is the be introduced to this pervert.

"Hm, we met. Haven't we, darling?" Rudeus said, and at that moment I didn't know which surprised me more. Was it the fact that Rudeus fearlessly called me that in front of Taki or the fact that Taki suddenly stilled? "Why are you calling her that?" Taki growled angrily, like an animal as his chest thundered in rage.

"What do you mean?" Rudeus chuckled. "I call all the pretty ones that." "Not to her." Rudeus stared at Taki for a while before he threw his head back, laughing. "Come on bro. I always call-" "Not to her." Taki hissed, his eyes turning into slits.

"Oh boy!" Rudeus backed away and raised his hands to surrender and took a step back. "I didn't know you were this possessive." "Just her." Taki corrected, making me look at him in shock. I could almost see red lines in his eyes due to his anger. Maybe it's best if I don't argue with him now. So, I simply looked back down.

Rudeus laughed nervously. "Fine, fine. You can keep your woman. Anyways, we have a yacht party at eleven. Want to join?" "I have work to do." Taki said as he slowly calmed down. "Oh, come on. Are you really saying no to an old friend? Even the owner of Sohma Industries, Kyo is coming. I heard you wanted to talk to him about some new project. Why don't you take this chance to do it? Wouldn't it save your time?"

Taki stared blankly at Rudeus for a while, thinking hard. "Okay. I'll come." Rudeus grinned. "Great! Bring your fiancée too." My eyes widened in horror. "I can't come. I have to go to the designing festival." "Oh, come on." Rudeus rolled his eyes. "Your festival lasts for three days. Go for tomorrow's one." He then turned to Taki. "Tell her man."

Taki glared at him, not liking to be told what to do and then slowly glanced at me. "I'll inform your seniors. Just come for today." Before I could even speak, Taki turned back to Rudeus. "We'll come." "Good," Rudeus smiled. "See you in a few hours."

***

The sun shone against my pink frock as I sat on a luxurious yacht, sailing across the ocean. I was sitting next to a woman named Tohru Honda, who was the wife of Kyo Sohma. The aroma of delicious food came to my nostrils. Yet I fought the urge to eat, because I knew I'd get seasick if I do.