Chapter 1
"Hey..."
If there's a saying that eyes would be the first ever thing to caught our attention before our heart then my existence infront of his eyes would be the perfect example of it.
"Stop stalking me."
Uh..?
My eyes blinked as he spoke with his eyes looking directly in my direction.
I gulped as I froze and my hand gripped my dress so tight that my knuckles turned pale white.
"W-what?"
"I said, stop stalking me."
Just when...
When did I see this guy and why am I following him!?
He looks so familiar.
My eyes wandered around his black and thick hair locks which fell down his forehead before they fell upon the beautifully carved mole on his cheek.
Oh-
I bit my lip and my eyes met his.
He's my groom.
"What?"
Shit!
"U-um, haha, Uh sorry, w-wrong person!"
Turning around to slip away from his sight,I felt something poke me on my back making me let out a gentle whimper.
Eyes wide, I turned my head back only to see him poking me with a stick.
"Get away!"
"A-aw! What the heck, I'm not a bird!?"
Tears trickled in my eyes as he didn't listen what I was saying.
The thin stick slid through my waist curve making my cheeks redden.
A hand over my mouth, I moaned against my palm making it come out as much as muffled possible.
As he slid it down my hips, my eyes opened wide.
"H-hey, S-stop-!"
"Hello 911? I have a creep out here."
What the heck?!
"H-hey, enough! I told you sorry, wrong p-person!"
"And how did that happen?"
Sigh.
Seems like he didn't buy that, did he?
I'm doomed!!
"U-um, I'm a little drunk."
I shyly admitted as I poked my cheek.
My eyes turned to him from aside before I noticed his stoned figure.
What's so confusing here, weirdo?
"Dude, let her go already, she's a teenager, duh."
Uhhhh!?
It's not 911?
"U-uh!"
I stood there awkwardly as he fumbled with the stick and his phone.
Hanging up the call as he exhaled deeply, he looked up but before he could catch me, I ran away grabbing my heels in one hand and holding my dress up with the other.
"H-hey! You- wait!-"
Ha! You thought!
I smirked as I flipped my hair aside from my shoulder.
He really thought he could catch me?
Not now.
Not when I'm about to make him my hubby.
I proudly sniffed up as I stomped my way into the familiar alley.
Talking of Husband...
Isn't that how I met this man?
In a marriage, it was.
I still remember how bright he looked in the boring marriage that was held in a very prestigious church.
In middle of groom relatives, he stood striaght and stiff.
As much as of a strict professor he looked like, he gave me a cute cherry vibes.
Like a cherry that is
Red, sweet and especially.. biteable!
But... There is one problem.
*Creak*
I looked up as I saw no lights on.
Sigh.
My fingers flmbled with the knob lazily before I made sure I locked it.
Dropping the heels beside the shoe box, my eyes closed tiredly.
A rub of my cheeks, my eyes met my mother's through the photo that was hung on the wall.
Mother,
My typical mom but also a bussiness woman once said that man can never be a business man without marriage as his priority.
But... Mom,
Today, I met one that isn't like any men you met.
