Zachary
"Then just choose. Me or them." Wow, is she this selfish? Well, the word wasn't selfish at all. She had the right after we got married. "I don't want to get STD, AIDs, and whatnots." She stood giving the cup to me. "Good night, I hope you'll have a better life." What is this? Is she making me guilty? Because it is very effective.
Oh, Meave!
I hesitate for a while, but my body moved and hold her hand. My beautiful life of having different women will be out. But would I make a different life for her? Everything I got makes me happy even screwing different women. But she was different. Was it because her father is committing adultery?
"Do you want me to call off the wedding?" She asked coldly.
"Stop there. I'm just kidding. Of course, I'll choose you."
"No." she smacks me. "You are choosing sex. And I am not a sex material. If you thought that woman is just for screwing, then let's just choose to have sex nothing else. If you can't love me, it's fine. Just tell me when you are tired of me so we could get annulled—"
"I'm sorry," I pull her down and put the glasses away. "Let's just be ourselves."
"Should I also commit adultery?" She asked me. I exhaled. She's challenging me here.
"No!" thinking of someone fucking her makes me mad. No one would have her but me. Not even Warren who is all goody-goody. I can see how he looks at her and I don't like it.
"I had been in that situation and I was so stupid and immature. Do you know what happened? The woman almost bald me if it wasn't for my male friend. I'm not a slut, that's what I keep saying in my head. That's why I hate men like you!"
"You mean you are not a virgin?" she got mad and smack me hard. "What? There's nothing wrong with it." I momentarily smack my head. Fuck! Why did I ask that?
"I never give myself to anyone. I have never been in a romantic relationship and I never been—" she exhales and walked off. She's crying again. Oh, fuck, fuck! Do women get all this emotional and dramatic?!
I went to her room; its lock and I knock.
"What?!"
"I'm sorry." Why am I saying sorry? It's just a misunderstanding.
"Just go away. I need to figure out things."
"Can I sleep there with you?"
"No! What the fuck is wrong with you?! I still don't understand why you are doing these things!"
"Can I come in so we could talk?" there's no way that I could tell her about my grandma, transferring all her titles to her. She had made that decision. And if she called off the wedding, I'll lose the company, the money and everything that I got.
"What are you children yelling at each other?" Grandma who just come up to our floor.
"Grandma, I don't know what to do with this woman!" I said aloud.
"You aren't married yet but you both are acting like a married couple who keep bickering. Now go to your room! Or do you want me to call off the wedding?!" grandmother who looked so mad make me small, like a little child. She's now threatening me about her Will.
She got out really flushed and glared at me. Her eyes are red, and I pouted.
"If he kept screwing women and seducing them, it's better to call off the wedding grandma. I'm not a woman that could tolerate him by being predatory and all." She's mad.
"So, what's your plan now, Zac? You ask her to marry you. I won't live long enough to tolerate you as well." Now, now. I feel like I need a backup as well. But I can't win on both.
"I said I'm sorry."
"Just sorry, well it's fine with me without sorry. But at least you must be faithful, right? This relationship won't work if you aren't faithful. There's no reason to go on with this if I can't trust you." I scoop both of her cheeks.
"Baby, I'm sorry and I promise to be faithful."
"Better write that on your vow." She pushed him. "Good night grandma." She gets inside and grandma gave me a laughing face.
"Finally, someone is there to tame you, my Prince. You know you aren't your father." Grandma held me. "So, don't be like your father. I know that you are attracted to that woman and you are both perfect for each other. So please, try hard to change." She kisses me on cheeks that I must bend down.
"Good night grandma."
I had thought, grandma is right. So, I must change my perception and everything. If I am attractive on her… no, I am 99.9 percent sure that I am attracted to her. I could love her with the attraction.
"Let's start with flowers." I frown on what I said.