𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 ]
𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.
"Please," I whisper. His touch becomes rougher, and my moans turn more wanton. He makes me unable to recognize myself as he pushes me over the edge.
"Arush" I moan...
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Arush's POV:
She stares at me, wide-eyed. "I... what?"
I lean in and rest my elbow on my desk, my chin pressed against my fist.
"Marry me. If you marry me, I'll do everything in my power to find your father as quickly as humanly possible."
She stares at me in confusion, so I smile at her reassuringly. "I'm sure you're aware that I don't want to marry Sonia."
She shakes her head. "I'm sorry, I don't understand. You... you're already engaged, Arush. This isn't..."
I wave my hand and smile up at her sweetly. "Not anymore," I tell her, my heart racing. I need her to say yes. "Tell me you'll marry me, Sara. The rest, we'll figure out later."
She looks into my eyes, and for a moment, I see a hint of longing in her gaze, but disdain drowns it out. "Yes," she tells me, her voice soft, defeated.
"Help me find my father, and I'll marry you."
I get up and open the file lying on my table, placing it in front of Sara. She looks at me, confused, and I explain it to her.
"I broke my engagement with Sonia by calling her this morning, and I prepared the marriage certificate today. Whatever happened between us yesterday made me very worried, and I want to marry you. You know this from the first day. Sign the papers."
She is looking at me, completely confused and in disbelief. I know I am taking advantage of her, but I want to marry her. I love her very much, and I can do anything to get her.
"Sigh it quickly; I have to find your father too." She flinches, picks up the pen, and quickly signs the marriage certificate.
Relief unlike anything I've ever felt before rushes through me, and I smirk. Before I can even utter another word, my phone starts to buzz. I pick it up and read the messages Sumit sent me before looking back at my wife, my heart finally at ease.
"We found him. He's being escorted home right now. He's fine, but he has some scratches on his hands and isn't sure where he got them. My medical team is with him, and he's being treated as we speak. From what I understand, he got on a bus and then became confused, so he stayed on it, switching back and forth at each end station." I rise to my feet and grab my suit jacket.
"Let's go. We'll head over to your house. We should arrive at the same time as he does if we leave right now."
She stands frozen in place, her entire body tense as I walk around my desk. I pause in front of her, and she looks up at me with an unreadable expression. "You'd already given the order to find him?"
I smile at her and brush the back of my hand over her cheek, my touch tender. "Hey, I'm not the one who wanted to make a deal," I remind her.
