BECOMING MRS KING

CHAPTER FOUR

Sophia's pov

We finally got to New York and I was beyond thrilled this was the first time I entered a helicopter before and the view was unreal. When we arrived a car was waiting for us and took us straight to a fancy restaurant. When the car stopped I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding, my door was pulled open by the driver and I muttered a little thank you to him and stepped down. Mr king was waiting for me by the door he was dressed In a white shirt and grey slacks his work clothes I presume but he still looked good regardless .he took my arm in his and then I felt butterflies in my tummy.

“ shall we”. He said with a small smile that did things to me

He led us into the restaurant and we were welcomed by the head manager from his name tag I could tell.we were led to a private booth in the restaurant and shortly after two men joined us.

“ so do we eat before we sign or sign before we eat “

The grumbling of my stomach betrayed me but I needed to get this over with first.

“ contract first “.

“ okay “.

He introduced the two men to me as our lawyers the second was for me. After exchanging pleasantries the first one got up handing me and Mr king copies of the contract.

“Good day, in your hands are copies of the contract between Mr. Levi Roland King and Miss Sophia Jermaine Carter on the 16th of July, stating that they are to be married in three weeks, miss Carter ill advise you to thoroughly go through the contract and consult with Mr flinch your lawyer on whatever clause you want to be added or removed, thank you”.

After going through the contract I had something to say

“ excuse me, it says it says I'm not allowed to have other romantic partners through out the duration of this contract does that also apply to Mr king here?”.

I looked at him and he was smirking, this son of a b***h.

“You can't possibly have other s****l partners while being my wife it'll ruin my reputation “.

“My question remains what about you ?”. I wasn't going to let this one off.

“ you know what since you so desperately do not want to share me, let's make it exclusive then you can have me all to yourself “.

“ oh please, it's not like I want anything to do with you it just didn't seem fair “. I whined.

“ fine then you can see other people but even if you must you need my consent and it must not interfere with any outings or functions we have as a couple.

“Okay then, fine by me”. It wasn't like I was seeing anyone at the moment but I didn't want to feel caged .there was another thing.

“ I need to tell my brother and grandmother and my cousin Daphne as well they are the closest people to me and they'll smell foul play from afar”.

“Family is important so I won't hold you to that, you can even have them over if you want but you will need to give me a heads-up “.

That was fine by me Then the layer gave me a desperate piece of paper and I looked at it, it was an NDA that I wouldn't tell anyone about the deal apart from my family members. I quickly signed it although I didn't see a need for it I had already given my word.

“ Thank you for your time Mr king and Miss Carter, Mr flinch and I will allow you to enjoy the rest of your evening “. And the two lawyers left.

“ That was something” and just then my stomach betrayed me again.

“ Right, food. Forgive me “. And he signaled for the waiter who was on standby.

“I'll have the Florentine butter chicken and some braciole, what about you Sophia ?”.

I didn't know what to order so I just asked him to order for two.

“ Are you sure you can trust my taste buds, Sophia, it might be black and bitter just like my coffee”. This guy was really something.

“ you really aren't letting this coffee thing go aren't you”.

“Not anytime soon”. He told me then back to the waiter “For the lady, she'll have the stracotto di fassona Piemontese and well have your best wine “.

After dinner, we left the restaurant and headed to Mr King's apartment in New York. the ride was very quiet as Mr king was on the phone throughout making business calls I was already jet-lagged from the flight and could feel the sleep taking over so I let it.

The next morning I woke up with a big yawn, stretching my body and trying to fully open my eyes and I realized this wasn't my bed or room then I remembered I fell asleep last night on the way back with Mr king. Who changed me? Why didn't he wake me up I was still trying to wrap my head around the whole thing when I heard a knock on the door but instead of seeing Mr king it was a red-haired lady with long hair she was very beautiful and had on a white chiffon dress which looked very expensive by the way, everything about her screamed luxury but not in a loud way, she looked as puzzled as I was and then she spoke?.

“Who are you and where's Levi?”.