"Love comes in many forms in many ways."
"You want, What??"I cant help but raise my voice at the proposition that this Hot-Sex-God just threw at my face.
He sat opposite me, he leans in his chair and looks at me calmly sipping his chamomile tea. His black Armani suit neatly ironed making him look more attractive. His blonde hair combed nicely making him look more sophisticated. And his face, damn his perfectly perfect face! With the define sharp jaw, the perfect thick brows and that lips and dont get even get me started with his eyes!! How can a man look this handsome! Its so unfair and it should be illegal!! Illegal to girls like me who cant help but drool and make googly eyes at him.Holy shiznet!
And whats making me furious and shock to my bones is that this hot peice of male perfection is asking me.. no! Erase that.. Its more like demanding me to marry him!! Is he out of his freaking mind?
My mouth is open and my face is probably hilarious right now.
Cue in those creepy laughing voice they make whenever something funny happens in shows. Okey... I know I sound crazy.. can you blame me? I have a wild and wonderful imagination! I have a brilliant mind that other people thinks is weird..Okey... I know I'm blabbering right now and everything I'm saying doesn't make any sense at all but please bear with me, this is my story after all so suck on it you haters!!
Okey, lets go back to the situation. Here I am, wearing my best lavender turtle neck sweater under a black and white aztec print kimono paired with my best skinny jeans and my favorite flats. I let my black hair down and it falls a little bellow my shoulder under my black bennie.
And here he is, his baby blue eyes held my brown ones with serious intensity that made me unconsciously shiver. Holy Fudge!
"Marry me." He simply stated and shrugged his broad shoulders. I bet all my books that he have a panty dropping, drool worthy, heart stopping one heck of muscled body behind his expensive suit. I'd kill just to run my hands through his abs..
Your going out of topic again!! Snap out of it!! I scolded myself as I shook my head.
"Is this some kind of joke or are we in a show? There is no way in hell that you would want to marry me." No need to beat around the bush. Whatever he is planning, if this is a joke or if I'm in some kind of a show, I need to know. I've made fun of myself for a long time and I'm not making that same mistake again.
"Of course not Ms. Reyes. I am a busy man. I ran a multi billion dollar company, I have over a thousand employee's under me that I'm responsible of. I can assure you that this isn't a joke." He said seriously, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Look at me" gesturing my hands over myself. "Now look at yourself." I ask him which he did willingly. "Then look at me again" he cocks his brow at me. "And look back at yourself and dont look back at me."
He crossed his arms in his chest. And looks back at me. He is totally out of his head.
"Did you see the differences? Your Perfect! And Im Not!! Why would you want to marry me? Why would you want to tie yourself in holy matrimony to me? I dont get you. With your looks and your money, I have no doubt you can find yourself a more suitable and beautiful wife! Isn't that what most men in your league want?" I demanded.
He sighed and sat up straight, his eyes still glued to mine.
"Yes, you're right Ms. Reyes. You're not my type, you're the total opposite of what I want for my wife. You're a highschool drop out. You make a little to none and you help your parents fend off your younger siblings education. Your lazy, unsophisticated, loud, weird, untalented. Need I say more?"Narrowing my eyes at him, he still continued.
"Inexperienced, 23 and your still a virgin. You haven't even had your first kiss. Your contented with your life, and its making your parents mad and frustrated. You are clearly not my type or any man's type of girl. Not a wife material.""You done? I have better places to be in and better people to talk to than here with you!" I scowled and stood up.
"However, You are somehow perfectly matched to me. As what my secretary told you and explained to you. I dont want a woman who matches what I want. I want a woman who matches what I need. And your just right for that role." I froze in place. Out of all the things and insults he said what stuck in my head..
I want a woman who matches what I need....
I swallowed the lump thats been forming in my throat and my eyes cant get any wider than it is right now. He needs ME?? How is that possible?
"This wont work.." I breathed as if I'm just talking to myself. I heard a chair being jerked back and my eyes went back to the man who was sitting across from me, he strode gracefully to me and stopped a feet away. I can feel his warmth and his scent that seemed to fill all my senses.
He smells like Ice and Mint. A fitting scent for a man like him.
My mouth and lips went dry at our closeness. He is so tall, I'm not a good judge of measurements so I'm guess guess he is six feet tall or something. I'm 5'3, and yeah.. so he is like a giant over a little peasant that is me."Its going to work. I will make it work. You will make it work. We will make it work." He stated firmly.
"I.. Is..Is this kinda- ah.. you know.. some fake marriage? I just dont get it all.." I stammered.
"No. This marriage will be real. As real as it gets, every little detail of it. And now all you have to do is say yes to me." I look directly at his eyes, he is clearly being serious. Its all written in his face and eyes. The determination.
I held my breath and did what I always do when I'm somewhat stuck to a situation I dont want to be in.
I ran..
But as I held tge door of the coffee shop, I stopped and looked over my shoulder to the beautiful man who had a surprised look on his face.
I swallowed hard and let out a shaky breath.
"Yes."
And after saying that I ran, I ran grinning like an idiot. I ran but I said yes. I'm getting married. IM GETTING MARRIED!! And Im marrying a very rich and handsome man!!!
And I'm totally losing my mind!!
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Fitted For Each Other
RomanceDillon Mathews, the 26 year old CEO of the largest Hotels and Malls, a multi billionaire in USA. Handsome, Smart, Hot and Rich. A true deffinition of an Alpha male, Strong.. and he needs a wife. Not just any wife though.. but a girl thats opposite o...