Chapter 4

Aliyah's POV

“You heard me,” I said as I inched closer to him. “Marry me.”

I didn't know what I was saying, thinking, or doing anymore. But I refused to let them walk over me like that, i was not going to let them win. And Carlos was my only option.

“I don't get it. If you're mad at me that I kissed you—”

I interrupted his words as I got on my tiptoes, placing a soft kiss on his lips. His eyes widened when I pulled and he stared with curiosity.

“So you want to marry me because I kissed you? Or because you want something else?” He asked with raised brows and I held my hands together nervously.

“Both, actually. You're obviously interested in me. And I need to get my revenge on Mike and Sylvia. Can you imagine they'll be the ones getting married tomorrow and my parents knew? I was being played all along. And I need your help in getting my revenge.” I muttered hurriedly and then took a deep breath to calm myself down.

I looked up at him to find him staring at me with what looked like amusement mixed with curiosity. For a moment he was silent, like he was weighing his options. Then he spoke.

“What do I get from this? You want revenge? I can give you that. But what's my win in that situation?” He asked and I found myself thinking hard as well.

I had nothing to give.

“Me. You get all of me. Everything I have to offer is yours. I'll be your wife after all.” I whispered and he placed his hand over his chin, a smile forming on his face.

“Tempting.” He muttered and my hopes flew. “Are you sure you want to do this? I'm three times your age after all. You don't care about what people will say?” He asked and I immediately shook my head.

“I've spent my life thinking of what people will say that I've pleased the wrong people. I'm choosing for myself now and I'm choosing you.” I muttered that last line with a small smile and he chuckled softly.

“Last chance, Aliyah.” He said deeply making me shiver “Do you really want to marry me? You will be mine. Everything about you, your body, your curves, your lips will be mine. You'll never be allowed to look at another man. Do you really want to do this?”

The way he said that in a low voice sent shivers running down my spine and heat flooding my core. I didn't know what I was getting myself into but I didn't exactly hate it.

“Yes,” I whispered. “I'll be yours. I want you to marry me.” I added and he looked at me with a smile that made me flustered as he took my hand.

“Come on then.” He said as we made our way out of the house.

“Wait, where's everyone?” I asked as we walked out of the house and he glanced at me.

“Preparing for the wedding. The house will be full again after the wedding.” He replied and I swallowed. “If you had come ten minutes later, you wouldn't have met me.”

“I would have asked you wherever I saw you,” I said truthfully and he smirked at me. “Will I live here with you?”

“If you want to. If you're not comfortable, we'll live in my penthouse.” He said as he drove out of the building and I nodded.

He drove to a jewelry shop and my jaw dropped when I saw all the different rings that decorated the place. I glanced down at my finger to realize that I still haven't removed the ring Mike gave me.

“Dispose of that. Mike should be ashamed of giving you a plain ring.” He muttered as we walked around and I found myself chuckling as I took it off, dumping it in the trash.

“One thing you should know, I will spoil you like crazy.” He said and my eyes widened. “As long as you're obedient.”

“When have I ever been obedient?” I asked and he chuckled, nodding in satisfaction. We walked around for a while until I found one that caught my eyes and I couldn't help but stare at it.

“You want it?” He asked and I hesitated for a moment. “Don't hold back.”

Right. Mike was only a millionaire. His grandfather was the real deal.

I couldn't wait for him to call me grandmother. Oh, the thrill.

“I do. I want it.” I whispered, and he turned to the cashier, telling her that he wanted that ring in my size. To my surprise, after testing it out, it was the perfect size.

Luckily, I didn't get to hear the price or I would have gone crazy. Things here were expensive as fuck!

“Should we invade the wedding tomorrow with you as my wife?” He asked as soon as we got back to the car and I let out a shaky breath.

“Would that be alright?”

“Are you backing off now?” He asked and I immediately shook my head. “It's okay if you're not up for it—”

“I am. Let's do it.” I said, my voice steady and he took my hand gently before placing a gentle kiss on it.

“You're mine now.” He whispered and I blushed at how possessive he was. Mike was never possessive with me. He just never cared.

We eventually signed our names at the courthouse for our court wedding, and even though no one knew, I didn't care. What was the use of a grand wedding when there was no love?

“Sleep well. Tomorrow, I'll pick you up.” He said as soon as the car came to a stop in front of my house and I nodded.

“Thank you for agreeing to my crazy proposal,” I muttered with a smile and he chuckled, patting my hair gently.

“Crazy? It was my pleasure.” He replied but before I could leave, he pulled me closer, our lips touching gently.

At first, he kissed me softly. But then, he kissed hungrily and I found myself kissing him back with the same passion. Until he finally pulled away, his gaze filled with desire.

“You should go. Or I won't be able to control myself.” He murmured and I gulped before stepping out of the car.

Should I just invite him and let him fuck me? He was now my husband after all.

“Aliyah!” I heard someone call my name and I flinched.