Romantic Psycho

ace and spreading and spending lots of money on me while I dance to my best knowledge, showing my worth and his gratitude towards having someone like me but... Well sadly the opposite of my imagin

e, so keep dreaming big baby girl

l like pattern, covered by my silver veil which was not exempted in being designed with silver stones. Damn! I look really pretty with this make up on eventhough I hardly have them on because am usually uncomfortable with them. She's good...the make up artist is damn good, a professional from I

s ago, claiming that the man is his best friend's son, when in all my sixteen years of living with my parent, I have never seen or even heard my dad talk about a friend with the last name 'Logan'. Well... as an obedient and loyal daughter I am or claim to be I agreed to it after twelve days of my dad's insistence and threats of disowning me if I don't. Expecting that I will court the man for at least three months after my acceptance. But after my agreement to getting married to him...becau

sip on. He also have a british assent. After my effort of putting myself together I recalled what he just asked. Yo! he di

age after all. Am not meant to be all nice and blushy for the date, his the one who is expected to make more research on who he is planning to marry. I mean he shouldn't be that careless if he is indeed the s

ce came again clearing my thoughts from my min

areless about the woman your getting married to..." I said flicking my hair... w

es with a shock expression pasted on my face but he couldn't see it

there are people who plead to have a dat

me. He didn't cut me off just to 'shush' me? I annoyingly chuckled with my mouth slightly open as I blinked couple of times to take

that's not what am into now or his looks anymore. He actually thinks, this... that my father claimed that it would be a l

table. Thirty minutes? I chuckled, great! At least I will fi

finally looks at me, Staring at me wi

s to know that we..." I stopped

married. We can ne

saying few words, and it is

on't care about this marriage of a th

ou?" Yet again

do that. I did better stay single sitting on my couch after work, filling my mouth with popcorn as I imagine the day I meet

sked looking anno

d to sit here and speak to me or is he just a man of few words... Naaa a man as arrogant as he is

aid looking so innocent and truthfu

h to have your sh*ts' that's what was inching me to say

oud to be

aid. I didn't understand

was purel

he said causing

it? We do not

let's d

t is this

stunned, this guy seem to amuse me with every word that comes out o

's incredibly nice meeting you." I said sarcastically. If he w

l is wrong with this guy. What does he mean

right now?"

table for you... I can make it happen." Finally said something long

... What is wro

didn't notice that it was just a rhetor

this difficul

that to you"He said ca

"His last sentence was more like a whisper only

was that

work for him" Yet again his last sentence was a whisper and I didn't hear

ering how he made such a friend with a son like you"He raised his right brow

end him any amount needed for your preparation."he said, picking his phone

althy wife" he said, slightly

his face a little close to mine, his beautiful grey eyes locked to mine, he gently sweeps the strand of my

pulled away. 'Baby girl?' 'Already did?' Okey th

led... No that's not a smile it's a smirk an evil one, his probably enjoying me bein

didn't get a romantic proposal of my man kneeling with his one leg and stretching

rry me?" I did

marrying me" Even though it's cliche I think I will still prefer i