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458 Words
Song- Rodeo Song by Gary Lee and The Showdown
Aiden.
After we got to the house, I handed Clara over to my fashion assistant who would be dressing her. They carried her into a room and I went to my room to get dressed for the party.
I hate my father for this. If not for him, I wouldn't have clung to Clara, I would've let her go back to her life.
So your father is the reason why you chose her to marry?
I sighed angrily, running my hands through my neatly combed hair. Restyling it, I wore a fitted tuxedo and straightened the bow tie. I headed towards Clara's room and knocked.
"Come in!" she answered.
I stepped in, don't know why I did, I just did. And I was not disappointed.
She was an angel to behold, a chocolate angel.
Here she was in a flowing gold evening gown that complimented her skin excellently, her earrings dazzling in the light. Her hair was loose and she wore heels. Any woman there would've been envious of her, of her beauty.
Snap out of it Aiden. This is just for a business takeover.
"Saira, could you help me tie this thing on my waist?"
I stepped closer, cautioning myself against becoming addicted to her jasmine scent. It wasn't easy to, it was tempting me to touch her.
Hold her.
Kiss her.
Make her mine.
And let her belong to nobody else.
What the hell has gotten into you Aiden Martin?
I placed my hands on her waist, fumbling for the string on the dress. When I found it, I tied it into a bow.
She sighed. Damn her and that tantalizing voice of hers!
Dude...
She turned around. "Thank you s-" she stopped mid sentence when she saw it was me.
"Why are you here?"
"You're welcome. Are you ready?" I asked.
She rolled her eyes and muttered something about jackasses.
"Tell me something Mr. Martin. Why me?" she asked.
"Because you're the only girl I know that can't stand me so there's no chance of love."
"not a valid reason to kidnap somebody!"
"I can if I want to."
"I can press charges against you. You are violating my freedom of liberty!"
I chuckled. She obviously didn't know me.
"Is something funny? I didn't know that having your ass claimed in prison was a joke!"
I laughed. This girl was something else. And she was getting angrier by the second.
"Stop laughing!"
I continued laughing. Then a few memories hit me. Mama, her death, everything.
Then I became serious. She was right, I needed to stop laughing.
Her face suddenly had a look of concern. Or was I seeing things?
"Hey," she whispered, "are you okay-"
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