Raphael's POV
Her gaze narrowed at me as she pulled back in surprise, a cheeky smile playing on her lips. Her pretty eyes searched mine, as if she were looking for something hidden there.
“Are you proposing to me, or do you want me to sign that contract?” She asked, her tiny voice and bright gaze forcing a smile from my face.
“Which of them do you prefer? Anyone that suits you as long as I can call you my wife.”
She giggled, biting her lower lip, while I simply gazed at her in admiration. It was as if I was realizing, all over again, just how gorgeous she was—the same beauty that had made Lena jealous at first sight.
“I want money, so I am going for the contract. My mother…” Her voice trailed off as the car suddenly came to a halt, and she spun her head to the window.
Her brows arche
