"Huh? Be grateful my daughter fell in love with you, or you might never get her," Anna's mother mocked me. Anna got her temper from her mother.
"Okay, okay, young lady, I am going to hang up now. If you want to talk to your daughter, can you send me the number?" I cut the call even before she would scold me again.
I turned around and saw Anna was standing there in a pale blue top and pants. I want to spank her right there, because today should be our marriage day, yet she dressed herself like she was going on a picnic.
"Love, I think I bought you enough dresses to wear. Why are you wearing these?" I asked as I walked to her.
"So what? I wore what I wanted. Don't boss me around." Anna looked furious, and I knew what I had to do.
I took her hand and dragged her back to our bedroom. She didn't agree for it to call our bedroom yet. For her, it was still her den.
Anna refused to use her strength because she knew she could not wriggle free from my hold.
Coming back to the bedroom, I opened the closet I prepared for her and dug inside for a dress I liked. Finally, I got one white dress. I handed her the dress, but her face looked like she wanted me to wear the clothing.
But I was still standing there holding the dress.
"Anna, don't test my patience. If needed, I will make you wear the dress by myself, believe me. I will try every way to fulfill the desire I have for your body, but at this moment, I want to tie you more because I don't want you to leave me. But if I see you with no dress, I don't think I can control myself anymore."
I went to her and now we were face to face, her breath touched mine and mine to her as it warned her. She knew my desire could be more dangerous than she would take at that moment.
Anna changed her dress in the bathroom while I waited for her outside. Finally, she came out, and believe me, my breath hitched the moment my eyes laid on her, but I was sad too because she lost too much weight in these three months.
As I got downstairs, my men greeted us as always, but they knew today was different. They knew what a big day it was today.
They had already prepared the chopper and Anna looked at me, asking, "Where are we going?"
"Somewhere you would like to go," I answered mysteriously. She was much more obedient than I expected her to be today.
It was as if she would do everything I wanted her to do, but I knew this woman, no matter how much of a heartbeat she had in one minute. So how could I not know she was trying to make some mess?
But she didn't know I was more than she knew me to be.
The rose petals covered the whole and thousands of flowers were hung up on the wall. The lights, and two tables were positioned between them.
Two people sat there. One looked incredibly young, and another was sitting on a black coat with a strained face. But the young one looked angrier as if I owed him 100 million dollars.
But I tried to focus on them because the atmosphere and the people didn't match. It was such a beautiful decoration, but these people looked like goons.
"So, this is the famous Anna Swan," that young man who seemed the same age as Blaze spoke, but his words were like he was quite dissatisfied with me. Now what I did to this damn man?
"Yeah, I'm the famous Anna Swan. Why? Do you have any problem with me or with my name?" My mood was spoiled by him. Seeing the beautiful decoration, my mood finally lifted, yet his sharp words broke everything.
"Huh, it seems Ms. Anna Swan is quite highly tempered," he once again tried to step on me.
I glared at him and then at Blaze, "Who the hell is he? He is dancing on his tongue again. Did I rob his traditional diamond or what?" I asked Blaze because I didn't want to talk to that man.
Even if he looked handsome, I hated it immediately. Who the hell was he to behave like this?
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