Marry Me Not

FOURTEEN

"I started to think you might not show up" Arta is sitting elegance with her long dress showing her cleavage, waiting for me to approach her.

"I am not a man who can't hold his own words" her eyes are up there Jordan.

"Many men are not like you," she said flirtatiously

"And what kind of a man I am?" I kiss her hand

"A man that I would like to call my husband" she is bold

"Ah. I am honored" I sit across from her

"I just can tell you are not like the others" and very confidence

"People like me is just 1% in the world and that 1% is including you"

"I don't mean our conditions. What I mean is you,  your personality. You're attitude showed me who you are"

"I am flattered, but I don't see that is relevant to the business. So, what can I help you?"

"You are not a talker, huh?"

"Depends on the situations. If you come to me in a casual way, we can talk about anything. But you, addressing me with your business attire, Miss"

"Fair enough. I made a wrong move from the first time. But I do mean business, just not a regular business"

"And what is that, Miss Arta?"

"Marry me"

"Sorry?"

"This is my proposal. Have you heard about Orlov mines?"

"Yes. Diamonds"

"Yes. It belongs to my family for centuries. Found and build by my great-great-grandfather and now to my father. But since my father is ill and my uncle from my mother sides is trying to claim it under my mothers name, i have to do something"

"With marriage? But he is your uncle too"

"Yes and yes but there is a but... They disowned my mother before she is married to my father. And now my mother is dead, they tried to claim everything from us using my mothers right"

"Why marriage?"

"Because that is the only way to stop them. I am the last in Orlov's line. Their reason is because i am a woman and a single woman cannot survive in this mega trillions business. Unless I am married to a man"

"Lame excuse. Are they still living at the stone age?"

"It is how they think. They think women are useless, that is why they disowned my mother"

"I am sorry to hear about your mother. But, all of this, I can't see any dots that connect to me"

"Yes. There are no dots that connect to you. If you read my proposal, you will understand"

"This is a joke. From all of the men in this world, why me?"

"No. I deadly am serious! I know you as a strong person. Money is not an issue for you "

"People can change. I can't help you, Miss Arta. I am engaged"

"I know you called it off this morning"

"Please find someone else"

"I tried but my uncle can easily buy them. It happened every time"

"How can you sure I would not?"

"Harold"

"I am sure i will kill that old man after this"

"Please. Read my proposal. And Harold is my mother's best friend, he is my god father. I really need your help, Jordan"

"50%? You will share 50% of your wealth with me?"

"Yes"

"Are you lost your mind? "

"60%"

"That's insane"

"70%"

"You are crazy"

"How much do you want?"

"Not your money"

"What?"

"Listen. For me, marriage is once in a lifetime. What if I fell in love with someone else and i want to marry her?"

"Then you will marry her. I don't mind" she is crazy. definitely

"The answer is still no"

"I will do anything even if i have to carry your children in the future"

"Look, I just called of my engagement this morning.."

"And I run out of time"

"Not to be rude but that is not business"

"My father birthday is coming next Tuesday and I said to them that will bring my fiancee. I even bought a fake engagement ring for myself"

"I am sorry but I can help you with anything, just not in these situations."

Arta is about to cry before she excuse herself for leaving earlier. I felt sorry for her but this is not something we can play with. I think... Might call Harold before it is too late.

"Hello"

"Harold, are you lost your mind?"

"I assume Arta is already talk to you"

"She came to me this morning and yes she talked to me about her proposal. She just left"

"Something is better to discuss with wine at my place, Jordan. Come.."

"No, Harold. Whatever that is, I will not take part in it"

"Oh if you say so, Jordan. That poor girl... I need to call her now. Goodnight Jordan, send my greetings to your mother"

"Will do, thank you and goodnight Harold"