Billionaire’s Most Wanted Bride

~Eva’s POV~

I jumped a little, feeling his mouth over mine. He pulled away instantly leaving the seal of the bond wavering on my mouth, I never knew my first kiss would happen at my wedding. I wonder too how I have lived a very chaste life. Maybe because I’m always busy at the office…

The spectacle seems to cover a lot of his emotions but I stared at his brown eyes to only find his gaze on my body making me freeze.

But then all the stared and clapping from the audience brought me back. I faked a smile as I pulled away from him.

I gulped down under his heated gaze while his words at the wedding vows still rang in my ear. Was he forced to do this? I wonder… Not until today, I thought he agreed to marry me because he at least took me as his friend but No, it was his father’s persistence.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

I looked at his face and then at his father’s and knew that instant that he didn’t want this. His absence for almost two hours at his own wedding was seconding this fact. And the heaviness in my chest tells me I was expecting something from this wedding. Something I didn’t know, something that might not be pleasant to me. I looked at my friend who smiled and gave me a thumbs up on finding my attention on her.

I passed a smile at Sarah before looking at my father and then Camilla who was standing next to him. Her pretty smile almost made me chuckle. She was dressed elegantly in a white short sleeveless gown. She held her long hair in place with a black hair clip. Her lips shone from the overabundant lip gross she used.

I looked at the groom who seem to be least interested in me. While I heard him say” I am sorry but we have to leave now, we have a flight to catch up with”

“We?… Flight. to where?” I couldn’t help asking.

” To Italy, for our honeymoon,” he said making my eyes open wide.

” Who is going on a honeymoon? Was it on the contract? Did you plan that with your father?” I asked staring directly into his eyes with confusion written all over my face.

” Where should I start to answer? Take it easy, please… You are going on a honeymoon… And no it wasn’t stated in the contract.! your father planned it. He even will foot the bills.

“So you are extorting money from my father right now?”

“Who said I’m extorting him? It is not like I wanted to go at first but he insisted I give you a surprise with this. A normal person would appreciate and be happy but take a look at your reaction… We got to leave now ” he said furiously.

His iron hand dragged me as we hurried out of the wedding hall.

“I need to talk to my father,” I said but knew he got me when his sharp voice followed.

“What do you want to talk about? You can always talk to him through the phone.”

How much I badly wanted him to spare me a moment but it was futile.

We walked to the car and the back door was opened by a short man in a plain black suit. His hands were covered with white gloves. He ushered me in with a smile but I pretend not to notice his stretched hand waiting for a tip.

The car was spacious and even had a bar that caught my attention. _definitely the next car that I am getting for my dad on his 60th birthday! __

The ignition was turned on and the car started moving while I asked ” how long is the airport from here?”

He gave me a cold gaze and threw his phone at my lap,” check the Google map”.

“I didn’t want to marry you know that, ”

“You could have said no if you wanted to” he forcefully collected the phone from me and focused his gaze on the road.

The tension in my body was relieved when I caught a smile at the corners of his mouth. , “We are going to Los Angeles airport. 50 minutes drive from here. If I made it a little bit difficult, I apologize.” He said and patted my shoulders.

” I know you are already thinking that you are now married to a devil or a devil’s son but be least assured that I am a very nice person, if not, I would have thrown you out of this car” He continued.

” I can leave you if you want… I need to talk to my father!”

” No one leaves me ok… I promise not to make life difficult for you” he whispered in my ear. I held his hands and forcefully removed them from my shoulder.

The car pulled not long before a jet. I didn’t even realize we had been arguing for almost an hour- the most imperfect couple match!

A woman with a dark blue suit was waiting at the end of the ramp stairs. I got out of the car without anyone helping me.

The woman in a suit followed my husband to the plane leaving me and his assistant still standing beside the car.

“He is not usually like that..” Damien’s assistant said trying to make me see Damien his boss from a different angle.

“Who cares” I interrupted bluntly

I take the stairs and turned back to look at nothing in particular. That was when I realized that no matter how much sleepless nights and effort I had put in, I am finally getting into a contract marriage. It was better that I signed the contract myself and not by my father.

I took a deep breath before getting in and found some flowers being given to me by the air hostess.

“Congratulations, “the tall pretty lady said to me, I was too tired to reciprocate so I just gave her a faint smirk.

I looked and found out that the whole Vip seat has been occupied leaving me no option but to seat beside Damien. He sat with his head tilted towards the window.

” Fasten your seat belt, we are about to take off,” the air hostess said. I complied before taking a deep breath.

I held my breath and took a little deep breath. Without thinking about what others would say. Damien was all busy with a magazine. Flipping from one page to the other.