Trapped In His Arms

9: Getting Married?

I huffed, looking away. "What's the point of bringing it up?"

His hand clasped over mine while I yanked my hand away.

"I am sure you don't use your hands to talk." I hissed, narrowing my eyes into slits.

He sighed, "I am sorry for not leaving a note in the morning since something cropped up."

"And yet you have time to wake your son up and tell him that you're his dad? Who the f*ck are you trying to lie?"

He smirked, "Are you jealous?"

I looked at him, utterly speechless. "I can't believe you."

He pushed himself off his chair and sat down beside me. "Come on, babe. You and Leo will always be my top priority."

I kicked him in his leg as he groaned, clutching onto it. "It better stay this way."

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist as he pecked my lips.

Immediately, a frown replaced my features. "What's wrong?" He asked while I glared at him pointedly.

"Didn't I tell you not to acknowledge your son because of how dangerous it could be for him?" I snarled, pulling away instantly.

He held onto my shoulders. "I promise that I will visit the both of you privately. I won't make it known to my members that I have a son and a wife."

As if on cue, my knuckles collided into his hard chest. "Who says I am your wife? I am still officially single."

"Technically, we did not break up officially five years ago. And you gave birth to my son, how does that not make you my wife?"

I folded my arms and looked away, thinking how idiotic he was. If he were to make me his wife, the least he could do was to tie me down with a ring.

He was such a hopeless romantic.

"I am still single in the eyes of the law and my finger does not have a wedding ring." I huffed, narrowing my eyes into slits.

He chuckled deeply, wrapping an arm around my waist. "And your point? We should secretly get married?"

I bit my bottom lips in response. "Who says that I want to get married to you?"

"I said it, we're getting married tomorrow."

My eyes widened instantly. "Are you insane? Who in the world gets married tomorrow?"

He smirked, "Us."

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When I said that he was mad, he was really mad to the point that I was changing into my wedding gown right now.

But his point of madness did not reach far to the point of registering our marriage today.

He wanted to take our wedding photos first with our little handsome boy in his tuxedo.

My little boy walked towards me with his hair gelled perfectly. "Mama." He giggled, widening his arms for me to carry him.

I carried him up with me and pecked his cheeks. "Were you a good boy today?" I asked, looking towards Camilla who was his morning nanny since I couldn't take care of him while having my hairstylist and makeup stylist around.

"He was so excited because his mama is getting married today." She said while I barked out a laugh and smiled.

"Hopefully, he wasn't too much to handle." I murmured apologetically since my little boy was always so naughty.

This one special trait that he has gotten from his papa.

"Not at all. He will just climb to my laps and announce to me that his mama is getting married. He's really cute." She waved her hand dismissively, turning to the next page of the magazine.

I looked down at my little boy who was grinning at me cheekily. "You cheeky boy." I muttered under my breath, smiling at him.

The door swung open abruptly, stopping our conversation as two buff figures entered the store.

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1st November 2016