AXEL
I groan inwardly but don't show it. I seriously don't need this right now.
“I have matters to attend to," I answer curtly. "I’m a businessman. A busy one at that,” I add.
I want to cut this short. I want to get the hell out of here. The last thing I want is to give her hope...to let her believe I’m going to marry her, that something is going on between us. Nothing could be further from the truth.
"I knowwww...." She pulls the word. "But this is important, it won't take a minute."
“Yes? What is it?” I ask, my voice cold, sharp, straight to the point. I’m not trying to make friends.
“My father told me he was going to talk to you,” she says excitedly. “So....did the two of you talk?”
“Your father will tell you every detail of our talk,” I say ready to walk away.
“So you agreed?
