?? Marry Me ??
Written by Authoress Yesha ???
Episode 10
Arabella POV???
I woke up when I felt the bright sun hit my face. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock that was placed on the nightstand. It was nine in the morning.
I yawned and sat on the bed. I walked to the bathroom for my morning routine. With a black t-shirt and short pants, I headed to the dining room ready for breakfast.
I heard some voices and laughter while making my way to the dining room. I recognized the voice, it sounds familiar.
As I stepped closer to the dining room, I saw dad and there was a guy wearing a light purple casual shirt sat next to dad. I couldn’t see his face as his back was facing me.
“Morning, honey,” dad greeted me excitedly when he noticed my appearance.
“Morning, dad. I don’t know we have a guest-,” I didn’t finish my words when the guy turned my way. I jolted in shock. No way!
“What is he doing here?” It was out of the blue. I could hear my voice emerged.
“This must be a dream right?” I walked closer to the guy that was standing in front of me. I pinched his arm, hard. He flinched.
“No, this is not a dream,” I muttered to myself couldn’t believe my own eyes.
Suddenly, I felt a pain on my cheeks. Wait, it felt like someone squeezed my cheek, both sides. “Ouch..” I squeaked.
“This is not a dream, sweetheart.” The voice whispered to my ear. Yes, it is him. Mr. Persistent that kept pestering me.
And now he is at my house, or to be precise, at my family house. I slapped his hand and stepped away.
I tilted my head to the side and gazed at my parents, asking for some clarification, but they grinned as if they were enjoying some sweet scene in the movie.
“Seems like we can cut the first step to introduce each other,” dad chuckled with so much happiness.
“Ara, honey. Dom, come, let’s have our breakfast together.” Mom interrupted us.
She acts like she can read all the questions that popped out from my head.
I took a seat beside mom while he sat beside dad, annoyingly across me. I glared at him irritatedly. He just ruined my day again.
“Dad, mom, explain. Who is he? What is he doing here? How did you know each other? When? Why?” With one breath, I blurted out all the questions from my head.
All I can hear was laughter from the three of them. They were getting fun with this morning scene. This wasn’t a sitcom!
“Still remember Uncle John?” I tried to recall the name and I nodded remembering his face. He was one of dad’s close friends, and he visited us frequently with his wife, Aunt Sofia.
“This is Dominic Duncan, his son,” I almost fainted with the reality. Whatever his name, I don’t care.
“What a small world,” I shook my head.
“Indeed.” He smirked. I rolled my eyes at him, suffocated with the small world.
“Dom told us how you guys meet in the restaurant in the last few weeks.” Mom chided, eyeing me. I narrowed my eyebrows getting confused. Restaurant? Last few weeks?
I thought our first met was at the hotel. I looked at him and he slightly nodded.
“Yes, aunt. We met in the last few weeks at the restaurant. It was the first time,” he spoke. It seems like he got some hidden plan that I’m not aware of.
Dominic POV???
I moved a few steps closer to her. She sat freely on the chair facing the pool with her book and a cup of tea beside her. She seems to enjoy her book and not even realized my presence.
I silently walk to her closer and sat on the empty chair beside her. She finally turned her face to me.
“What are you doing here?” Annoyed, that was written clearly on her face but still, her voice made me happy. It sounds like a lullaby that could make me falls asleep.
I rested my chin on my palm, with my elbow on the table. I looked at her face, mesmerizing by her beauty. Damn, everything about her captured my eyes. She always did.
“Done eyeing me?” I saw her face blushed while questioning me. I shook my head as a ‘no’ and kept looking at her with my deep eyes.
“Ugghhh,” I heard her growled as a dislike.
“You are pretty,” I praised her, sincerely. She rolled her eyes playfully.
“Ahh, that’s cute,” I said chuckled at her response.
She pinched me at my arm, for the second time today. I was not painful at all and I like the way her skin touched mine. I know I sound like a pervert now but I can’t help.
She was one kind of spell to me.
“That is the second time for today,” I grabbed her small hand. She wiggles tried to escape from my grip. “Let me go,” she protests and I let it go unwillingly.
“Tell me,” she demanded looking at me. I raised my eyebrows signaling her to continue.
“Did you..did you tell them about Matt?” She stuttered as if she was scared to mention the name in the house.
“Do you want me to?” I asked her even though I can predict her answer.
“No..” she trailed off, shook her head weakly, and lower her gaze to the floor.
I knew her parents were not aware of him and especially what he has done to her, his violent action.
I balled my fists at that thought. I don’t know how serious he had hurt her but still, it made me angry every time it crossed my mind.
“I won’t tell them about him.” She turned her eyes and looked at me. I loved the way she put on the sweet smile. It melted my heart even more.
“Promise?” She asked for confirmation still with her sweet smile shooting at my heart. God, I can stare at her with that smile for a day. It can cause diabetes, too sweet and too good to be true.
I nodded my head, “Promise but with one condition.” Now I killed her smile and replaced it with a curious look.
“What?”
“Marry me.”
“What?!”
“Be my wife.”
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