Chapter 9

Amelia [POV] 

      I opened my door to find a six foot tall,shiny looking blond hair man, who looks powerful and intimidating in his blue designer suit standing in my front door, with a frown on his face.  I realize who it was, do this douche bag ever smile his glassy eyes glazed over as I was about to shut my door to his face. He sent me flashes of warning daring me to do other wise. Behind him stood his hefty bodyguards ready to take down my door at any give second. 

Reluctantly, I opened my door slowly eyeing him as he walked in with his pride and his men. 

Psycho!  

I paid him no attention, just folded my hands and scoffed at him. 

He looked at me, as if I was owning him something. 

"At least, you could be polite enough to offer me,a seat" 

he said. 

"Well,since you were so determined to enter someone house without their permission, find the seat yourself, I don't think you blind. " I fired back. 

    I walk out to grab a bottle of water to quench my suddenly dried throat. 

When I got back I found him looking uncomfortable as my living room was too girly for his taste, he look like a boy locked inside a barbie doll.

I chuckled as he sat down on my pink sofa. 

  "Don't tell me, you're intimidated by my pink sofa ". I tried rubbing it in. 

I noticed his men amused and smiled silently behind. 

    He sent me warning glaze not to get to comfortable with his discomfort. 

"What do you want? " I asked 

without wasting time, he told me about his plan and the contract, I refused to read. 

His words sent heats toward my mind, it made me want to crawl in with fear. 

I won't didn't back down not when he was trying to take what matters to me. 

  " Prince Almighty, "

I retorted " My child is not up for a bargain, his mine and mine alone."

His face twitched for a moment 

" its Louis!."

He took a lazy step towards me with his intimidating look trying to make me back down. 

"Look  here feisty !"

" Feisty!  Wow that's a cool name." I said looking less impressed. 

He  held his breath like he was trying to get hold of himself from doing something stupid I guessed. 

       I studied him for something, now he looked so intensified,  when his eyes meet mine I felt like I was going to be roasted alive. 

Now that's definitely his killer mood. 

I took a step away from him. 

     "here is the contract, read it thoroughly, carefully, I have made few adjustment that would suit us both perfectly. " he said handling me the contract but I refused to take it instead I rolled my eye at him

" I'm not touching that thing, take it and leave me alone."

I ordered. 

He walked closer to me, I tried drawing back but he grabbed my arm tightly. 

I tried freeing myself but he didn't let me go. This guy is a monster. 

   "listen! and listen good," 

he shook my shoulders hard. This finally shut me up. His temper had sudden change even his face was now terrifying. 

   "I don't have a fucking time to waste on you and your games, all I want from you is my child, so shut your mouth and do as I say"

He ordered. 

     "what do you take me for, a piece of puzzle to complete your goal"  

I screamed at him, my arms were really hurting right now. 

he  noticed I  was in pain and left go of my arm, stared blankly. 

   "Do you think you can gain control over my life and do as you please" 

I continued trying to sound bold but fear had completely drained my mind but I just can't let him win. 

       "We are getting married in a month time that is it" 

I laughed 

   " why do you think I want to spend my life trapped in a relationship with you"

He smiled mockingly 

" I have money for one "

       Now that's true once we get married, he would have full custody over my child. 

I would never let that happen. I suddenly felt a strong urge to cry, my hormones had started acting up. My faces turned red as hot tears popped out of my eyes. I rushed into my room, I don't want him to see how much control he had over me. 

      I walked back after couple of minutes, I wish I could just lock all my problem away. He sat  down with his eyes shut tightly, when he saw at I was back, a glimpse of emotion and curiosity flashed on his face. He looked worried, my heart softened a bit,then he switched back to his unusual look. 

He stood up with his eyes following my every move. 

"Look,  

He said breathlessly  

      "I know how hard it will be for you, I understand how you got your life planned out and it didn't work out as plan. Look all I want is the baby, my child too, I had plans too, everything got so messed up but now we are here." 

He look like he had more to say but he stopped himself. 

     "We're getting married that's finally "

" What! I just got.... " he cut me off immediately 

     "I'm done begging, in a few days, you should get ready to leave for Spain with me,"

My right is been taking away by one sick prince who thinks am some kind of puppet he can control around. 

      "I have every right to this child, so don't boss me around like you own me" I retorted 

       "Then I do it the hard way " he said with no emotions 

"If you want your child, read that documents , if you like to make any adjustment, call my lawyer ". 

  " See you in a few days" 

He walked over to the door and left leaving his guards to watch over me. 

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    When he left I sucked myself in my own dilemma, he left me with a lot of things to think about. The guards he left to guard me were still in my apartment watching my every move as if their lives depends on it.I left for my room with the forsaken contract. I can't  believe he plan on pulling me away from the life I want, I haven't even started living my dream life. If it was marriage he wants, I will give him hell and brimstone I can't let him walk over me. 

Let's wait and see. 

He acts like a man with no emotions, he cares only about his own interest nothing else, he regards women like puppets. 

   "how can one plan a wedding without seeking his bride's  approval? "

I asked myself. 

I hate him. 

I hate his handsome stupid face.

I hate his manly scent that just can't leave my house. 

I hate his strong hands. 

I hate him for crushing my dreams. 

I throw my pillow, across the room. 

Now stuck in a marriage I don't want, even if I would consider getting married, it ought to be with someone that I loved, who respects my every decision. Not an asshole that has no freaking regard for anyone apart from himself.  

    As I read through the contract, I lost for words. 

This people are literally kidding me. This contract was more than anyone dream, it like living in a paradise.

A contract marriage for two years with right to fight for my child's custody. The boy was to be raised under his father's  supervision. 

"Yea right!, what if my baby wasn't a boy?. "

I asked no one in particular. 

     To answer my question, the next section stated that if it was a girl I would have sole custody and right over my child. 

Of cause that means if my baby was a female child , it was of no interest to him. 

All he wants was a male child. Why am I not surprised. It also  stated that when  the child has gone pass the stage of breast feeding, if the marriage was not satisfying I could get a divorce, bagging a multi -millionaire deal to live any life style of my choose. 

     During my stay as his wife, I must remain faithful and submissive. 

Submissive my ass! 

I would be paid monthly with the sum of $160 million dollars. 

This left me speechless. 

The last section, carefully warned for that everything should be kept in total secrecy  until he decides to tell the media. 

God knows what's he was aiming for. The rest was in favor of the child well being. 

Something in me wished pumpkin would be a girl. 

Suddenly reality stuck me

     "I'm going to be a princess of a kingdom, I know nothing about "

Oh my world!  

   Now I just realized the kind of mess, I had gotten myself into. 

I feel hopeless, no matter how much I tried to deny it, I can't ran from this. 

In a few days, I would be leaving my apartment, my country to marry a man, stranger I know nothing about. 

What if he was the kind of man that brutal to a woman forcing her to submission. I flashed back at when he held my shoulder tightly and refused to  let me go. 

My face turned white and pale.