Twisted: married to his father

Chapter3

Sophia’s POV

What the f**k did he just say?

Did I hear wrong?

Have I completely lost my mind?

My jaw dropped, and my face gave me away that I was just as surprised as he was, which was shocking because the proposal had come from him just when I was about to ask the same. The handsome man standing before me had a slight frown on his face, it wasn’t a frown that portrayed anger or disgust, I mean I won’t blame him if it did.

He might look dashing and hot as f**k but it was also obvious that he was a married man with a kid and if I am not mistaken, kids.

The frown on his face portrayed shock and disbelief which faded away almost immediately replacing with a faint smile that soon spread across his lips with a mischievous look on his face.

What the hell?

What is he smiling for?

He dropped his gaze to my feet and then back to my eyes, his hands went into his pocket and he slowly closed the gap between us.

With a smirk on his face, he said, “Well, that was expected,”

He tilted his head to maintain eye contact but I was barely able to keep up, my heart was racing faster than a bullet. I gulped down over and over until there was no saliva in my mouth.

I cleared my throat and looked away, stepping away from him as fast as I could. I do want to make Benjamin pay for humiliating me the way he did but asking a married man to marry me was just outrageous and stupid.

What was I thinking?

How messed up am I?

What if his wife comes after me and makes my already messed up life a living hell?

Fuck!

I cleared my throat again and turned to him, bracing myself for whatever insult he might throw at me for proposing to him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know what came over me, I didn’t mean to propose,” I muttered, my voice barely audible but loud enough for him to hear me.

He should be glad I apologized but instead, he frowned again and this time, it was anger. He was angry about what I said.

But why?

He stepped even closer, with his eyes darted on mine, he wasn’t looking away, his eyes drove into me, making my knees weak, making my throat dry, making me speechless.

Oh God.

“So, you don’t want to marry me?” He grunted.

“What?” I arched my brows, confused.

“Am I not attractive enough?” He asked.

I scoffed, “What? Of course, I do, you’re hot,” I muffled.

“So you do want to marry me?” He added.

“Yes …I mean no,” I grunted and pulled away from him, his scent filling my nostrils making me blurt out nonsense. “Listen, you are an attractive man but you are also a married man, I was…drunk to have asked you to marry me, it was my mistake and I am sorry but no matter how broken I am, I can’t be your second wife.” I blurted, ensuring that every word carried sincerity and my true thoughts.

I turned to leave but I heard him chuckle and I froze and turned around. Lo and behold, he was smiling, smiling so brightly that I could swear my heart melted.

“What’s funny?” I frowned.

“My wife and I are divorced but I do have a son, he is rascal so we don’t keep in touch and if you are worried about being attacked by my wife or mistress or any woman in my life then you have nothing to worry about because you are and will be the only woman in my life.” He said and he wasn’t lying.

Benjamin lied to me and so many times I thought he was telling the truth but this man wasn’t lying, I could see it in his eyes and every flow of his body.

He walked closer, “Marry me and use me as a tool for your revenge, I am at your service, princess,”

I hiccupped as he kissed my hands.

I have always wanted a time in my life when I’d say the word, ‘f**k IT’ and here it is.

I smiled and said with confidence, “f**k it, let’s get married.”

**

“What the hell is going on, Sophy!” I heard Alicia's voice through the door even before she stepped into the dressing room.

I was at the wedding dress store, I had texted her earlier to meet me there. If I was going to be getting married to that handsome man, I need to pick out a new wedding dress and I need my best friend to be there with me. But I haven’t spoken to her since Benjamin ended things with me, I didn’t take her calls or reply to her texts, and if there is anything she hates it would be, being ghosted.

“Alicia, relax,” I muffled, turning to her as soon as the door angrily yanked open, causing a loud noise that made both me and the ladies in the room jump in fear. “Jesus Christ, Alicia!” I frowned.

“Relax? Did you seriously ask me to relax? I just found out that your wedding was canceled was canceled on the news! And you didn’t take my calls or reply to my messages and you just pop into my message asking me to meet you at the dress store and you are f*****g asking me to relax? Are you kidding, do you know how worried I was that you might have done something to hurt yourself or worse if that lunatic had done something to hurt you,” His voice broke and she wiped the tears that escaped her eyes.

Alicia knew how much I loved Ben so I understand her worry.

I forced a smile and hugged her, “I’m sorry I didn’t call you to let you know what happened, I needed to be alone but I am fine now and I need you to pick me another wedding dress for me, no matter how hard I looked I couldn’t seem to pick something that looks nice,” I pouted looking through the dress the staff had placed before me.

Alicia was jaw dropped, her brows furrowed, she turned to the staff and then back to me. She quickly placed her hands over her mouth and the tears she held back flowed down, “Oh my poor friend, Sophy… I can’t believe you had to go through this,” She whimpered, hugging me and patting me, and then it dawned on me.

“The wedding dress is not Benjamin, I have a different groom,” I revealed.

Her eyes almost popped out of its socket, and her jaw dropped lower than its usual length.

“What?”

I filled her in on how I met the handsome man and proposed to him and how we would be getting married.

“What? How?” She bombarded me with questions her eyes almost popping out of her socket and her jaw dropped.

I giggled excitedly.

The wedding was just the beginning of things I had in stock, my revenge would be well served and I would make sure everyone enjoyed every bit of it.

“When is the wedding?” She asked.

“Tomorrow,” I giggled