Flash marriage:(because he said yes)

CHAPTER THREE

RHYS’s POV.

Right from when she bumped into me earlier, my gaze never left her as she walked out of the lobby and towards the beach facing the hotel. I followed her to make sure she didn’t trip or something seeing she was drunk but I was surprised when I saw her having a heated argument with her boyfriend and her best friend. Not a good way to catch your boyfriend cheating on you, I stood waiting and watching what would happen and I was not amazed, he was a f*****g asshole and that best friend of hers was way worse. I heard every single thing she said and I was angry on her behalf. I didn’t know her but I knew she didn’t deserve this.

Just as her bastard boyfriend suggested she go on her knees and still propose to him, I made to walk towards them but instead she cussed at him and turned, walking up to me.

“Will you marry me?” She asked me, her gaze searching mine for an answer. Despite being drunk, I knew she was begging me to save her.

“I will” I finally answered and she slipped the ring onto my finger as soon as her cheating boyfriend came to stand beside us, his mouth open wide like a fool.

“Mr Rhys” he made to talk but I halted him, returning my attention to the woman beside me.

Without thinking much, I gathered her in my arms.

“Close your eyes” I told her, “everything will be fine by the time you wake up”

Like that was the permission she needed, she leaned into my embrace and closed her eyes.

“Sorry for what she did, Mr Rhys” her boyfriend said again,

“She is a bit drunk and I am sorry for her attitude. I will take her to her room now”

He stretched out his hand towards her and I glared at him, my jaw clenching together.

“Not another word” I said, “and she is leaving with me. You can go back and continue with your unfinished business”

After that, I turned around and walked away, my assistant treading behind me.

“Why don’t I take her sir?” He suggested.

“I want you to find out everything about her now” I told him, “her name is Dakarai and she was a ballet dancer. I will be waiting for you”

“Okay sir”

“Good”

As soon as I entered my room, I gently laid her on the bed, proceeding to remove her shoes and I covered her with the blanket. I could see the hurt on her face, finding out you were being cheated on hurts but finding out on Valentine’s Day hurts the most.

After I was sure she was comfortable, I pulled my body from the bed and made my way towards the shower.

Thirty minutes later, a knock on my door jolted me back to reality from the papers I was reading and my assistant ventured into the room with a slight bow.

“Here is what you asked for, sir,” he said, handing me the brown envelope.

I collected it and tore it open before reading through her details.

Seven years ago, she started her career as a ballet dancer and four years ago, when she was about to become a national sensation and go international, a stampede happened at the airport and she broke her leg, she also co-owned a company with that supposed boyfriend of hers. Her mother died when she was a child and her father remarried.

“Is this all?” I asked and he nodded.

“Nothing much about her family” he said, “it seems there are quite secretive”

“I see”

I looked over at the woman who was sleeping on the bed before handing back the envelope to my assistant.

“Your mother called” he slightly hesitated, “she said you were not picking your calls”

“Make arrangements for our marriage certificate” I clearly ignored his statement about my mother, she was too inquisitive for my liking, “and a ring, clearly cut out diamond in size five”

“Are you really going to marry her?”

“She asked” I shrugged before picking up the papers again, “make sure everything is ready by morning”

“Of course sir”

Mr Hk bowed slightly before making his way out of the room. He has been my assistant for close to seven years now and I loved his swiftness.

For a while I kept looking at the sleeping figure on my bed and I made up my mind, I was going to marry her.

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She was skeptical about signing the papers at first but I was also adamant, something inside of me just didn’t want to let her go, something inside of me wanted to see her on stage again, the one she almost dominated four years ago.

Luckily I was able to convince her and she signed those papers, not after a few rules though but I was okay with that.

After leaving her at the hotel, I instructed Mr Hk to stay with her and see to her needs while I made my way back to the company. I have been getting calls about a model making trouble and I needed to put her in her place. One thing I hated was someone who was messy.

After driving off, I sent Mr Hk a message and at that moment, my mother’s call came in.

I massaged the space behind my back. How I wish she was one like those typical American mothers who never cared but my Asian mother would be damned not to meddle in my business.

“What do you want, Mrs Rockwell?” I asked as soon as I placed the phone against my ear.

“I have been calling you since yesterday but you blatantly ignored my calls”

“I was busy”

“Come over to the Rockwell mansion when you are less busy, Jamil,” she said.

Jamil was her name for me, being from the United Arab Emirates but she and her family migrated when she was a teenager and she got married to my dad, that doesn’t stop her from always telling me about my roots which I clearly didn’t care about.

“I will be very busy today, Mrs Rockwell” I tell her again, “tell me what you want”

“You were supposed to meet up with someone yesterday being Valentine’s Day but you were busy, I asked her to come for dinner so make sure to be here for dinner so you both can meet up and we can talk about your wedding”

“There will be no need for that” I cut her off, “i've got some work to do and I will call you back. Love you”

I didn’t bother to wait for her response before ending the call.

Another call came through my phone and I answered immediately.

“Miss jones just left the hotel, sir” my assistant said from the other end, “and I have put some men on her tail”

“Good, report everything to me, who she meets and what she does”

“Yes sir”

After ending the call, I replaced the phone in my breast pocket and closed my eyes. She was my wife now and it was better to keep an eye on her so no bastard would dare to mess with her.