Arrange Marriage To A Billionaire

"Let's cut to the chase"

Evelyn's P.O.V

''Why did I put myself into such a mess ? '' I complain desperately . Marriage is the last thing I want to be committed right now. I want to work more. I want to enjoy my life to the fullest. I want to do so many things. I should have said no when dad asked me to meet this man, God knows what his name is London or Landon. For Gods sake I'm just 23 years old. Well in some months I'll be turning 24 but that doesn't matter right now.

What's more important to me is my career, my job. Why can't anyone understand that ?

Right now, I'm standing in front of the door of MR LANDON MCKENDRICK , CEO OF THE MCKENDRICK EMPIRE . Well, that's what was written on the little board of the door.

'' Come on Evelyn, you can do this. '' , I encouraged myself. '' You just have to talk to him and then say no. Just refuse to marry him.I'm sure even he is not excited about this proposal as I am."

Calm down and explain to him why you don't want to get married. My subconscious says. I just hope that we will be able to arrange something.

Knock ! Knock ! Knock !

'' Come in. " I heard a husky male voice from inside the office.

Finally I opened the door and entered inside the room. It was large and luxurious. There was a door to the left , some pictures but not family pictures hanging on the walls and then - a man- he is sitting in front of a large table made of glass.

I must admit he was very handsome. He would have no trouble at all making millions of dollars if he was a model. His piercing prussian blue eyes made him look even more handsome, his black hair and his lips ....... Get back to reality Evelyn !

" Evelyn Nolan.'' He smirked, standing up from his chair. He walked slowly towards me, which felt a bit dangerous and made my heart tugged.

' Hi.' I managed to reply with a forced smile.

I kind of freezed when he came closer to me, taking my hand in his. He led me to his white couches. Everything in this room is so white and clean. Is he neat freak or what. "Sit down. Will you have something ?" There was a voidness in this office. Something was definitely missing. There was no warmth. Everything felt incomplete and Mr Mckendrick's pretense of friendliness didn't help at all . Well, I definitely realize that this was not house. This was an office but I don't like the atmosphere or vibe of it. There is too much pressure here.

Maybe I'm just analysing too much. Maybe it's me being paranoid.

"Ummm... Yeah coffee, please." He goes back to his table, picks up the phone, dials something real quick and orders two cups of coffee although there was a coffee machine in his office. Maybe it's broken. He came back and sat on the couch, opposite to me.

"So Evelyn , lets get directly to the point. Why are you interested in marrying me ? Is it my money or the status of being a billionaire's wife ?" He asks nonchalantly, as if it was just a normal thing for him. " I'm sure you didn't come all the way from Kansas to New York just for work and to live a simple life."

I couldn't believe my ears. One minute ago this man was being quite of a gentleman and now he's being a total snob. "How can accuse me of such thing, Mr Mckendrick ? But to answer your question, no. It's neither your money nor the status of being a billionaire's wife that I'm interested it. First all, I haven't even said yes to this proposal !" I stared at him. "In fact, I came here because my dad wanted me to at least meet before I refuse this proposal."

" Well you won't say yes today but tomorrow you will, right ?" He replies as if it was a matter of fact. "You know what, tell me how much money you want so I can get rid of you as soon as possible." He said standing up, walking towards his desk and pulled a drawer. He removed his cheque book and scribbled something quickly on it. I felt confused but not so confused that I won't know that he was treating me like as I was piece of dirt that he wanted to get rid of.

" You know what ? You can keep that money and your so-called status to yourself because I would rather die than taking your money or worst, becoming your wife ! "I stood up, looked at him for the last time. Then I turned on my heels and walked briskly towards the door.

"Evelyn, stop !" I hear him calling after me but I was not going to hear any of his nonsense anymore. Good thing. I can now tell Papa what a snob this man was and reject this marriage proposal. Everything will get back to normal again. I smirked devilishly.

Just when I was about to turn the doorknob , I was suddenly pulled from behind. Some of my hair come all over my face.

Landon caged me in his arms. He pushed the strands of my hair away from my face. " I haven't finished yet Evelyn and I don't like it when people leave when I haven't finished talking to them, do you get that ?" He lifted my chin. For a second, I thought I saw him looking at my lips." Listen to me for once , I'm not interested in you. You're not my type." He said looking in my eyes.

... I'm not interested in you, You're not my type. I don't know why but that little statement made my insides flinch. His bluntness may be something that I appreciate, because in spite of being an ill mannered brat, at least he is honest.

He continued, " Marrying you would be a big mistake. You don't want the money now, it's okay. But do tell your father about our decision and if there's any problem, call me. Here's my card." He removed a small card from the pocket of his coat and placed it in my hand.

I took it and our hands slightly touched. I looked at him and said: "Fine. Can I go now ? "

"Sure. It was nice meeting you Miss Evelyn Nolan." Landon smirks again while back warding a little bit to give me space to go.

Without uttering another word, I left his office.

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