1. His Proposal

[Lawson Mansion]

"Clara Lawson!" an angry yell sound from an old man in his early fifty, Mr. Lawson, a current chairman of Lawson Group. 

"Where did you go last night?" ask Mr. Lawson

"... " Clara 

"Fleeing in the middle of your birthday banquet. How will others think of you? Hah!?" Mr. Lawson's furious voice is full of frustration.

"Hsk, Think of me? You have no concern whatever they think of me, but of you and your glorious company" Clara 

"You!" Mr. Lawson madden to the point that no word left his mouth.

"Clara dear, don't talk to your dad like that." A sweet voice cut in, to ease the situation. Mrs. Lawson, Clara's mother and the wife of Mr. Lawson.

"Look at your daughter! Look how she acts!" Mr. Lawson pointed out to his wife.

"Ridge, that's enough, don't blame her anymore. Clara is still young, and sometimes acts without thinking." Mrs. Lawson

Seeing her husband slightly settle down, she turns to her only child and gently speaks.

"You too Clare. Don't run away like that again, your dad and I are a worry. Next time if you want something, tell mommy okay?" Mrs. Lawson

"Yes, mom." Clara nods and answers.

"Good. Are you hungry?" Mrs. Lawson

"No. I want to rest." said Clara 

"Okay, go and rest. When you wake up, come down and have dinner with mommy and daddy alright?" Mrs. Lawson gently pinch Clara's cheek.

Once Clara is out of his sight Mr. Lawson says "Because you always spoil him like that, that's why she acts like yesterday!"

His wife smiled as she sat down to bear her husband "Aren't you the one who spoiled her since young? You know she doesn't like a banquet party like that."

"I'm just worried about her. Running off as if I forced her to get married. This child." Mr. Lawson sighs as he shakes his head. 

[Casper Empire]

"She is Clara Lawson, the only heir of the Lawson group. She just turned 18 this year and last night was her birthday party." Ben

Morris let out a deep chuckle "So she is a sassy one."

He refers to Clara daring to run away from the birthday banquet without considering her parents' face. Moreover, she got to the extent of kissing a stranger just to escape.

"Forgive me for asking, but are you somehow attracted to the daughter of the Lawson group?" Ben asks in a low voice.

"Attract?" Morris repeats the question, he then mumbles to himself "It's way beyond that."

"She once saved me" said Morris

Ben just nodded in acknowledgement feeling weird seeing his boss whom he has worked under for over 10 years that never smiles nor sounds this happy. Even if he does not smile, his eyes are full of affection.

"Let go" Morris states as he gets up from his leather chair fixing his cufflink and buttoning up his tuxedo. 

"To the Lawson mansion" said Morris

All the bodyguards bow a respectful 90 degree as the great Morris Casper walks along the luxurious hallway toward the private elevator. His cold and powerful demeanor shows the prospect of a tyrant. 

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Clara sleeps until late evening before taking a long shower, spending her time in a bathtub, staring at nothing as she thought about last night's incident. Kissing a random stranger just because she wanted to flee her father's men. Clara’s cheek flushes a crimson red as the memory displays in her mind and the feeling of hot sensation still lingering on her lips.

"What the hell Clare? Get yourself together, it was not intentional." Clara cursed himself, just then an incoming call cut all his thoughts.

'Christ, why are you calling?' Clare asks with a smile.

'Will you go out with me tonight? I miss you.' Christ said in an utmost gentle tone.

'You came back? Since when?' Clare realizes something as she asks her boyfriend with excitement.

'Mm. Last night' said Christ 'I did not call you because it was a surprise’

'Still, you should have told me. I could have picked you up.' Clare says in a sulking tone.

Christ Haven, the twenty four year old only son and the heir of the Haven group. He and Clara have been dating for 3 years. Elders from both sides have known and have no denialled about their relationship, as both of their parents were childhood friends. They also promised to marry their child together regardless of their gender.

Christ loves Clara dearly but Clara is young and impulsive. Her feeling sometimes sways toward others but it is only a mere fling since Christ had gone to study in Italy for a year, coming back this time is to visit.

'Alright, alright it's my fault, I will make it up to you tonight, okay?' Christ gently coaxes him

'Mm. See you tonight.' Clara

‘Take care. I will pick you up at seven’ said Christ 

Clara finishes her shower, preparing herself and puts on a skirt barely at her thigh and an white crop top, simple but cute. She sprays some perfume,and checks herself in the mirror one last time with a smile as she opens the bedroom door and goes downstairs.

"Like I said, I'm here to propose to Clara." a familiar deep voice pleasant to one ear had been heard from the living room on the ground floor of the mansion.

'Propose?' Clara frowned upon hearing the words. It’s not weird if it comes from Christ but 'Who the hell is this man?'

"Umm, it is an honor to have Mr. Casper came in person, but about this matter, we still need to discuss it with our daughter first." Mr. Lawson said in a respectful tone, daring not to be a slightly bit rude.

"Three days." said Morris 

"You know that I'm not the patient type. If I want her then she will be mine" said Morris in his cold tone.

"I'm not an object, not for anyone." Clara can't bear to eavesdrop any longer as she stomps down the stairs passing all the bodyguards and yells right at Morris’s face with no fear and that is what amuses Morris the most. 

With her fierce yet adorable personality, Morris can't wait to 'tame' her, making her helplessly squirm beneath him.

"You finally show yourself, angel," Morris said with a sly grin

"An-angel. W-what the hell are you calling me?" Clara was stunned from the anger. No. She is mad.

"Clare dear, don't talk to Mr. Casper like that." Her mother soothes the situation with a gentle voice trying to calm her daughter.

"Mom, dad, I-I won't engage or marry him." Clara turns toward her parents as she clearly states her purpose.

The demonic laugh shrilly erupted throughout the mansion causing the other hair stand on end, yet it doesn’t at all affect the younger. 

"I see you got some courage. You are just-" Morris eyes Clara, from head to toe as he whispers near her ear "just the way I like it."

Her eyes widened in rage and shock, she harshly pushed Morris by the chest and landed a slap on his left cheek drawing a small trace of blood.

'How dare this man act like this in front of her?'

"You assh-" Clara has yet to finish her curse before Morris pulls her into a rough kiss. 

The younger struggles helplessly in Morris embrace to no avail, the tyrant won't even bulge.

Mr. and Mrs. Lawson are about to move to separate the two but Morris' bodyguard corners them leaving no choice but to watch in shock.

Morris finally pulls apart after sucking and kissing Clara's lips for some time, leaving Clara breathless with tears forming in her eyes, Morris finds the sight alluring.

"Sweet, just like last time." Morris then grazed Clare's ear "Can't wait to taste it down there, angel" as he seductively licks Clare's earlobes