ELENA
Kneeling in front of me on one knee, Devon took out the ring from that box. The host stepped forward to take the box, his face was lit up in unwanted excitement.
'Please, stop! Please stop!' I tried to communicate with him silently, hoping he would get my thoughts looking at my face.
But as if sensing my distress, his smirk grew even more.
More flashes turned on as people pulled out their phones to capture that remarkable moment. The anticipation was too much, and I thought I would pass out under its pressure.
"Miss Elena Bell, you are the only woman who has caught my attention from the very first moment I laid my eyes on you. You were wild, sweet, carefree and... just perfect!
I know we began on a bumpy road, but I want to hold your hand through the rest of the journey, no matter how the road ahead is.
Elena, marry me!"
I blinked. Then blinked again.
Did he just order me to marry him? That too without adding a, please?
