Billionaire’s Most Wanted Bride

~Eva’s POV~NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

I stayed up almost all night thinking of Damien’s proposal. In as much as I was tired of my father’s troubles about getting married, I couldn’t bring myself to sign a contract with a stranger.

I stood up from my bed and headed to the kitchen. I almost forgot to eat again. Turning on the gas cooker, I placed the pot in the fire to make noodles. My favorite easily made meal. Within thirty minutes, I was done. I took my dinner to the sitting room and switched on the television.

There must always be news about us. To me, all the work the press do is centered on bringing to the world the life of the billionaires. The more secret you expose, the higher your salary. I tuned in to the CBS news channel.

For some time I only wanted to forget this all. I had to take a specific route to make my life perfect.

The media isn’t concerned with whatever they publish in the news, whether it hurts you or breaks you, they don’t give a damn.

“Don’t worry, I listened to today’s news” Sarah said. I was shocked to see her, I thought I was the only one at home. Sarah has been my nanny ever since I was born. She also is my daddy’s chief servant.

“When did you arrive, Sarah? I asked curiously

” I have been here since morning” She smiled. I wonder why she came, leaving dad all alone. If she has been here this morning, am I meant to be eating noodles now …

I wanted to tell her about Damien’s proposal, but that might sound out of line. I needed someone to rub heads with badly. Only if Brenda was here. I wonder how her date went.

” It’s past ten already, won’t you go to sleep? ” She asked. Sleeping was out of the plan for me. I have tried, but couldn’t. I tossed around the bed a couple of times.

Talking of Brenda, I reached out to my iPhone to call her but instead got a call from my father.

“Where have you been! In your apartment? ” He asked. His voice wasn’t as harsh as it use to be especially after my date.

“Yes dad,” I said with mixed feelings.

“Won’t you tell me? ” He asked. I already told him where I was, does he think I lied?

“About what?” I wanted to be sure of what he wanted to hear. I moved away from the sitting room to the kitchen to wash my dishes. I placed my phone on my left ear and supported it with my right shoulder.

“I have fixed a date for your wedding with Michael. So come back tomorrow morning for your wedding preparations” he dropped the shocking news.

I couldn’t believe what I just heard. My phone almost fell to the sink. Why would he want to marry me off to someone I barely know? It just crossed my mind to ask Brenda what transpired between him and Michael. I ended the call with my dad and I dialed her number.

“The person you called is not available, you may drop a voice message…” that was all I could hear from the other end. I couldn’t contain my anger anymore.” I hope what I am thinking is just not true, Brenda! ‘ I yelled out loud.

“I thought the same. So, you really didn’t go on the blind date? I am much relieved now, I mean, how could you have slept with him just on the first day of meeting? ” Sarah said, snapping me out of my ocean of thoughts.

“Slept”? My eyes were wide open in surprise. I never expected Brenda to stoop so low. It was all my fault. How could I send my best friend to go on a date for me? What if he drugged her? A Series of thoughts kept on flowing in and out of my head. I see that was why Sarah came over.

It was late already, I couldn’t drive. This added to the fact that I had a reasonable amount of alcohol that night. I quickly changed into my casual wear and thanks to a cab, I got to Brenda’s apartment within an hour.

” What the f**k have you done??? ” was the first thing I said once I got to her sitting room. I walked around nervously. “My father had actually set a date for my marriage with Micheal. He called a while ago”..

” How?” Brenda said, walking out lazily from her bedroom. Her makeups were still on, which only means she is just coming back. I looked at her in anger. ‘What the fuck did you do with Micheal? ‘.. I asked again . But she seems not to have any reply to my question.

‘ just like you know I should, I did my part … But” she said and shifted her gaze away from me.

“But what Brenda??” I said almost crying. Things are getting complicated. I’m pretty sure I’m right. How do I clean up this mess? If eventually, the press gets hold of this information, then it’s over.

“I’m sorry Eva, I got carried away”

“And slept with him???” I bit my lips hard. He must be thinking that I’m really a slut . ” Sleeping with a guy you just met on a date, not just any date but a fvcking blind date? She kept mute and swallowed hard. I could see the nervousness on her face.

“I never thought it would be like this… But Eva you are overeating It’s not a big deal ” she said. Trying to defend herself

“… Not a big deal, how? I’m getting married to this very guy soon. I don’t know what my father heard but .. Gosh!”

” Eva! , hear me out first. Once I got to the hotel, I waited for him to arrive, and babe his looks were mouth-watering. I couldn’t pretend not to fall for him anymore. It’s quite true that we booked a room but we only kissed. I didn’t let it pass that stage before I rushed out. You have to understand. You are getting married??. Omg, I’m so sorry, we can fix this right? ” She pleaded, her two hands holding mine tightly. From the look on her face, I guess she is more scared of losing Michael than me getting married to him.

The only way out of this mess was to accept Damien’s proposal. I sent a mail to him. We will meet tomorrow and all this would end, but… something new will begin. I’m nervous.