THE BILLIONAIRES GROOM

chapter three

My name is Queenie Dale and I have just got married. Yes, happily married. I can't tell you it's your normal happy ever after kind of story, but he is the man of my dreams.

After buying AMT international, I decided to check their staff log and there I found him.

I found the man of my dreams staring back at me, "Arnold Shaw, the man made for me.

Yes, he is the man of my dreams. My heart rang when I saw him as a person being bullied by Maria.

He is the perfect pushover, one that soothes my purpose.

That was when I decided to finally tie the knot with him.

And today we will be visiting my parents, even though we are already married in court, the white wedding is every girl's dream.

To wed in a church and the overflowing white gown filling the whole church, and yes, and my parents shedding tears, I will finally be married, married at twenty-seven. Oh I can't wait.

I hear a knock on my door and as it opens slowly, I see Arnold's face show up and a bit of sweating on his face .

"Are we still going ?he asks.

"Yes honey, we are, I am almost done, just a little bit more and I will be done.

I added a bit more makeup and then I stood up to change into my milky half gown.

Arnold watches but I don't care, I let him have at it since it will be all he would be getting sexually, will be from my end.

Good, please help me adjust this a bit. I would get closer to him, so he would help with the dress.

Done, he says, and opens the door for me.

Thank you sweetheart, I said, doing it for the cameras and my parents.

Christine is still in the living room, busy on her laptop but still half-dressed as always.

She looked hot and I could not wait to get back. I turned to watch Arnold, who was staring at Christine's cleavage.

I walk in front and open the door and Arnold follows me embarrassed.

I understand his situation, maybe not fully, but I do understand being in a house with two beautiful women and all you are allowed to do is look.

We got a car and the driver took us to my father's favorite restaurant, an Indian restaurant called ' Deli'.

Entering the restaurant, I can already sight my parents from afar, sitting in their favorite spot, and talking about God knows what, but they seem happy.

I looked at Arnold and asked, are you okay?

"Yes", he replies.

"Do you still remember what we did in the car?

"Yes I do ",he replied confidently.

We walked toward my parents and then my mother's jaws dropped.

My father's eyes widen and he asks me when we get closer to the table, Queenie, is this him?

"Yes daddy, this is the love of my life, his name is Arnold shaw," I said proudly.

They both look disappointed, which pleases me the more.

"My love, please sit. Arnold sits slowly and greets my father and stretches his hand, but my father was still counting his losses, not paying attention to my husband.

What's wrong with you queenie, my dad asks.

What is wrong with him dad? I asked at the counter .

"I love him, I love him so much I could die without him by my side, I said with so much conviction in my voice, causing my father's eyes to turn towards me.

As his only daughter, he fears hearing me talk about death, and it's a tool I have mastered for us since childhood.

You don't have to die, he says meekly.

Jack, my mom, calls his name. If she wants, she can die but not marry this man. Does he even have a job?

"Yes, he works at AMT international. What does he do?

He owns it. I replied to my question by raising a brow so my mom would know that I wasn't rare.

"Jack I am leaving," she says as she stands up. He calls her back," honey, sit let us get through this as a family please ",he pleads.

She sits but is still disgruntled with the situation.

When is the wedding?

We are getting married this weekend. I replied.

Okay, my dad says still allowing it to sink in, since you have done this I will also have to make some adjustments to my will.

He says, narrowing his brow, "Jack," my mom calls out, not agreeing with this.

I don't ask him what it is. I knew my dad would not go against me, so I said "agreed".

My dad brings his hands forward towards Arnold, who has been ignored on the table and shakes his hand, Welcome to the family son.

My dad called the waiter and we ordered and ate. It was like always, but today had a little addition to it. The meal was silent and Arnold sat at the table with us.

We should take our first family picture with Arnold today. I said after everyone was done eating, distracting my mom from small said about how we met. Other than having calculated everything into perspective, he is a smart man, one not easily fooled even though he allows me to do as I please, he has an eye out for everything.

The main reason I did allow him to change his will without asking about the changes. I knew it would be that Arnold did not inherit anything else because something happened to us.

But I don't care.

"No," my mother had said, we will get all of those at the wedding.

"Okay, then see you both at the wedding. I and my love will have to go and prepare for all the numerous guests we will be having. Do go and invite your friends please, we will be having a grand wedding queenie" he says.

Arnold stands and holds my chair for me as I stand as well. He says goodbye to my parents and as I look at him I notice something strange, more composed than when I told him I would be marrying him.