-Rabena’s POV:


    It had been one week since my dinner with Aaron. When I got back home, everyone wanted to know how it went, I only had the heart to tell them the meeting went interesting. Considering I received a whole marriage proposal, I’d say that was understatement. I wasn’t sure what was going on and why he wanted to marry me. I was grateful he at least gave me some time to think about it.


    “I understand this is more than you nned. <i>Why </i>don’t I give <i>you </i>some time to <i>think </i>about it. My meeting with your ex–husband is on May 3rd. That’s 10 days from now, <i>if </i>you don’t <i>have </i>an answer <i>by </i>then, <i>I’ll </i>have to take it as a no.”


    So here I was, just three days away from the most important decision of my life. I decided it was time to talk with my family.


    “WHAT!! He proposed to you!!”


    Damon eximed loudly. Shockpletely overtook his face. Uncle Pete let out a light chuckle.


    “He’s certainly a charismatic young man.”


    Damon looked over at Pete.


    <i>“</i>Charismatic or not, <i>this </i><i>is </i>like marital ckmail! <i>Ruby </i><i>just </i>got out of a marriage for guilt.”


    Sean ced his hand on Damon’s shoulder.


    “I get your reservation <i>especially </i><i>with </i>everything that’s transpired with the Lockwoods, but this is different.”


    Hearing those words shocked even me. Exactly how was this any different? It would be yet another marriage designed on arrangements and not love. As if he could hear my thoughts, Sean looked over at me.


    “I promise Ruby<i>, </i>it’s not exactly <i>what </i>you <i>think</i>. Aaron isn’t anything like Lockwood.”


    <i>“</i><i>I’m </i>not suggesting he is, but how is this any different?”


    Before he could answer, Uncle Pete stepped in.


    “I think it’s best he answered that question. In the meantime, what would you like to do Ruby?”


    The question to that answer was moreplexed than I’d hoped, but now was not the time to stall. I had a decision to make. I took a swig of my water, closed my eyes tight, and when I opened them again I was a woman of rity.


    “I’m going to ept his offer.” <fndaca> For more chapters visit F?nd-Novel</fndaca>


    Damon looked at me in a panic.


    <i>“</i><i>RUBY</i><i>! </i><i>Are </i>you <i>serious</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>


    Smiling I began to exin.


    <i>“</i><i>I </i>am Damon. Look, I don’t <i>fully </i><i>understand </i><i>why </i><i>Aaron </i><i>has </i>made <i>this </i>proposal, but this is definitely <i>something </i><i>I </i><i>can </i>benefit from. Besides, <i>the </i>Prices and <i>the </i><i>Michaels </i><i>have </i><i>been </i>connected <i>for </i><i>years </i><i>through </i><i>both </i>business and personal. <i>If </i><i>I </i>had stayed <i>here</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>would </i><i>have </i>probably ended up <i>marrying </i><i>him </i><i>anyway</i>.<i>” </i>


    Damon nodded as if to say he understood. Sean and Pete however had both a smile of happiness and caution on their faces. They obviously knew something about Aaron that Rabena was not aware of.


    <i>“</i><i>I </i><i>think </i><i>that’s </i><i>a </i><i>wise </i><i>decision</i>. <i>On </i><i>your </i><i>behalf </i><i>Ruby</i><i>, </i><i>I’d </i><i>like </i>to <i>speak </i><i>with </i><i>Aaron </i>as <i>your </i><i>father</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    Rabena looked at her uncle, eyes filled with love and appreciation. She was sad her parents would not be here to see this day, but she was happy to have Uncle Pete as their stead. After wrapping things up with her family, Rabena excused herself and headed to her room. The time was now 7:48pm that Friday evening. It was time she called Aaron and gave him her answer. I spoke briefly with him on the phone and asked him out to dinner, this time I would be the one in control.


    I had my assistant book us a reservation and this intimate Brazilian steakhouse. I didn’t shutdown the entire restaurant, but I got us an amazing VIP section.


    As I sat at the table waiting for my date, I could feel my nerves starting the build. Suddenly my heart felt like it was floating on a puffy pillow. Why was I so nervous? Afterall, this was nothing more than a business transaction, only this time I would be the one setting the terms. Suddenly, there was knock on the door. The main hostess walked into the VIP room breaking me from my train of thought.


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