Six

A week after

Sylvia has regained her confidence back but the words of the man that Sylvia had met and had saved her continued to ring in her ears, as she made her way back home after she ran out of his house. When he asked her to marry him out of the blue.

‘Is marriage a joke to him?’ She wondered as she walked out of the mall.

Sylvia hailed a taxi so she could go home.

She sat down and turned her head, she looked out of the window. She noticed that the car was not going towards her direction she frowned.

“This is not my house address” Sylvia said thinking maybe the driver made a mistake but the car started speeding.

Sylvia suddenly turned her attention to the driver she noticed that his face was not showing properly.

Her heart started beating fast because she knew that he was definitely not a taxi driver.

“Who are you? What do you want?” She asked in a low and steady tone, she tried to hide her nervousness.

The driver did not reply.

The car suddenly stopped as the driver stepped on the brake suddenly. This made Sylvia jolted from where she was.

The car door was opened.

“Get down from the car” A man said.

Sylvia turned her head and looked at the driver, he has fallen in coma and his head was bleeding by now.

“Get out!”” The man yelled again, Sylvia immediately got down from the car.

The man directed to another car and she got into the car. He closed the door, Sylvia noticed that someone was sitting beside her. She raised her head and looked beside her. She could not see the man’s face clearly because the car was dark.

The moment the man pressed on the car brakes to speed up and the car started, he turned her head and looked out of the window.

Sylvia started thinking on what to do immediately.

It seems she has been kidnapped.

Her stepmother and step sister will probably not care about her safety, neither father will.

"Have you thought about my proposal?," A deep voice suddenly said beside her.

Sylvia jumped from her seat in fright because she was not expecting it.

"Oh you are a scared cat ?"

Sylvia saw a man looking at her with a smile, he looked so handsome and familiar but she doesn't remember where she knew the man. The backseat was dark so she could not see his face clearly but she felt that he was very familiar, especially his eyes.

"Why are you trying to scare me then?" Sylvia retorted.

The man let out a chuckle, he raised his hand and pinched her cheek, "You are so cute, trying to search for excuses" He said with a smile, his smile made Sylvia dazed, her breathing became irregular.

She snorted and turned her head, she continued looking out of the window.

“Who is he?” Sylvia thought as she eyed the man suspiciously.

'Is he a human trafficker?'

But he looked so handsome that it would be impossible to believe that he was a human trafficker.

"You have forgotten about me so soon?" The man raised an eyebrow.

Sylvia furrowed her brows.

Why is he asking like they knew each other before?'

"I don't know you," Sylvia replied.

"Really?"

"Yes!" Sylvia answered with certainty.

The man chuckled, "What do you think about my proposal this morning? You ran away before you gave me an answer" The man teased.

Sylvia pointed her hand at him and asked with shock "I-it is you!"

"Mm" The man replied.

Sylvia turned her head and looked at the driver "Let me get down" Sylvia said to the driver.

The driver looked at Marcus for his opinion but he didn't say anything meaning that he should ignore her.

The driver flashed her a helpless smile.

"I want to get off," Sylvia gritted her teeth and looked at him.

"Are you not curious about who is trying to kill you?? Are you ready to die and satisfy them?, "the man said, ignoring her words.

Sylvia eyed the man, she knew that there was no free gift in the world, he surely wanted something in return.

"Why do you want to help me?" Sylvia asked.

"I am a businessman. I would surely not do a business that is a loss, in return you just have to marry me.." The man said Sylvia was about to open her mouth and reject him, "You don't have to reject me so fast. You are powerless and will surely not be able to do anything so the best thing you can do is to agree to my proposal" He said immediately like he already knew that she would reject him.

Sylvia knitted her brows and thought about it, she felt that his words made sense.

"But are you powerful?" She asked.

The man chuckled, "Of course!” He said.

"Are you sure?" She asked even though she knew how big and beautiful his house was, she was not sure he was so powerful enough to go against her father or Nicole’s

The man smiled helplessly; he knew that she wouldn't believe him that easily. He dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a card, he gave it to her.

Sylvia accepted the card and glanced at him before she looked at the card.

She was shocked.

'He was Marcus , The most powerful tycoon in LA'

She raised her head and looked at him trying to conceal the surprise in her eyes,

"But there are so many girls outside better than me, why do you choose me?" She asked.

"Because we both have motives," He said.

She took a deep breath, "Okay let's do this," she said.

"Are you sure?" The man asked in surprise he thought he would have to convince for some time before she would agree.

She bit her lower lips "Yes I am sure as you said before, I am powerless and can't fight them alone" She said.

"Okay we can go and register our marriage now " He said.

"Wait!" Sylvia said in a tiny voice.

Marcus looked at her, "What is wrong? You have given up?" He asked.

"No, I mean will we do what couples do?" Sylvia asked, she was too embarrassed to say the word out.

Marcus feigned ignorance, "What do couples do?" He asked.

"Like… you know… s.. e..x" She stammered, her face now flushed red in embarrassment.

"No we won't, it is just a contract marriage" He answered seriously.

Sylvia heaved a sigh of relief.

"Anything else?" Marcus asked.

Sylvia shook her head.

Marcus told the driver, "Drive straight to the marriage bureau" He said.

"Roger that," the driver answered.

Sylvia sat on the bed centered in the middle of the deluxe suite that she had lodged in, and in her trembling hands were the marriage papers that she had just signed almost an hour ago.

'What if she had used an even bigger mistake to cover the one that she made? What if? How did she agree to marry someone after she had just had a failed marriage.

It was when she was about to sign the contract that she saw the name of the man that she was to marry.