The handsome young-looking man is tall, and just to be sincere he looks like a girl because he is beautiful.
His hazelnut brown hair has a mixture of dark purple.
It has a crew cut at the front, top, and sides, and long hair at the back, giving him a complete image of a model.
Few of his hair, which fell on his front, made it hard for one to notice, his hazel eyes, which attract you like a magnet, which is multi-colored, with a shade of green, light brown, golden fleck and some other colors which I just couldn't comprehend, but the long lashes above it was Damn! attractive and sexy.
To be sincere, I was lost in the beauty of the man in front of me, not to mention how pink his lips look, and at his ear lies a beautiful black earring, which was only in his right ear.
He has a perfect chin, and I believe that behind those wheelchairs lies a tall man, with long sexy legs.
I was still lost, not realizing that he had
been talking to me for some time now.
I flushed my eyelashes a few times, which was after Abe snapped his finger in front of me.
I force a smile while saying 'Thank you!' even though I don't even know why I'm being thankful.
In the blink of an eye, my normal voice has suddenly changed to that of a baby voice, because the way I said 'Thank you, ' sounds so strange to my ear.
"You are welcome". The guy in the wheelchair said, and that was when I saw his dimple, and the word 'You are welcome' That came out from his mouth was so cool and welcoming, and most of all! Sexy.
I don't know this guy, but, I can't help but say 'Damm! this guy is hot.' I muttered under my breath.
"Abe, do you think she's alright?" The guy in the wheelchair asked, which was after gaining my attention.
I clean my lips because I have been drooling like a hungry dog.
'When did I start finding a guy attractive?' I asked myself, but couldn't answer.
"I'm... I'm alright dear!" I suttered, causing the man in the wheelchair to choke on his saliva. "Do you need a glass of water?" I asked him while using my eyes to scan the entire place.
"Why? Why did you call me Dear?" He asked, which was after he was no longer coughing.
"I don't know! But since Abe said he isn't my husband, I figured out that you are my husband. And besides, a wife can call her husband by such a name, so it isn't a big deal." I replied sincerely.
A moment of silence followed, and the two guys were just staring at me as if I stepped on the line.
"She isn't fit. Pay her the money you promised and send her off." The man whose name I still don't know said.
"But she's fit as far as I'm concerned Ace! Try giving her a chance." Abe said.
Ohh! So Ace is the name of the sexy man in a wheelchair.
So sexy!
"Don't! I don't like her, so she has to go." Ace said, with a displeased look written all over his face.
"Give me a chance Ace! I promise....."
Before I was able to complete my statement, he already cut me off.
"Who gave you the right to call me by my name?" He asked, which caused me to shine my eyes wide open.
"Hmm! Is that a bad thing?" I find myself asking.
"Take her out!" He ordered the guy, who was standing right in front of me. "Don't double her pay," Ace added.
"I want to fulfill my work, before receiving money from you." I quickly stated.
"So! Are you telling me that you reject the money I'm going to give you?" He asked, with his brows slightly arched.
If only he knows how handsome he was, he won't be raising his brows like that.
"Yes, I won't!" I uttered firmly.
I don't know why I'm still standing on the fact I want to be his wife.
Besides, being his wife would have to lead to me barring his child. Or perhaps I would have to have some sexual.... gush! I can't think about that now.
"Where did you pick this lady from?" Ace asks Abe.
"Well..." Abe couldn't come up with any words, which means he wasn't the one who sent the average-looking man to give me the contract.
"What's your name?" Ace asked me.
I scuffed. Before making my way toward the couch. "I'm asking you a question lady!" He stated.
"Well! You have the right to ask me questions, and I have the right to ignore you. Besides, how would you not know the name of your bride?"
Ace became speechless. Staring at me in disbelief.
"My name is Natasha, and I'm tired! Should we call it a day?" I asked, getting up from the couch.
"So are you desperate to become my wife?"
"Ahh, I scuffed. "Don't get me wrong I'm no longer desperate to become your wife, and besides I'm already your wife, so stop acting as if I forced you to marry me." I barked, before turning around to make my way towards the exit door.
One thing I hate is when someone sees themselves as saints.
"Wait!" Ace called out. "You have to respect me if you want to be my wife," Ace added.
Am I not being respectful towards him already?
"As you wish. But right now I have to go home." I declare before continuing walking.
"You are my wife now. So you have to live in my house." Ace declared, and his words sounded so romantic to my ears.
If only I have the heart to fall for him.
"So..." His voice trailed.
"What's it, Ace..... I mean what's it, sir?" I asked, while quickly correcting myself.
"Will you be my girlfriend then?" He asked with an alternative low voice.
Who would have thought that someone like him can speak with a low voice?
"Hell No!" I responded while continuing walking.
"Why not?" He asked.
I turned around to gaze at him before winking. "Because I'm already your wife."