Stalking Possible Wife

--Zachary--

"Just woo the woman. Then don't tell her father. You could ask for a platonic relationship."

Travis kept making my head stressed more than it was right now.

I don't even really like the woman. Her father was just someone that a business friend of mine

knows. They have a reputation and she's from a good family. A perfect family and maybe a good girl to be a wife. Just f~ck it! Finding a wife that my grandmother likes are more frustrating than finding a girlfriend.

"I'll start courting?" I muttered as a decision.

"Yeah! Bribe her family, it will work. She got a beautiful older sister, yet she's taken, and she

seemed so in love with her boyfriend. And there's another who is tall and slender, however, she's with someone else and the others are still kids."

"I got lots of choices!" I scowled at him.

"You got a lot of choices, but the best is the greatest." Travis winked. I wanted to punch the man right through his eyes, but I keep my head cool. "Her profile of being an Administrative Officer is perfect for a secretary. However,"

"However?" I frown at her.

"She easily got angry and got a bad temper." Then his face lightens. "Very perfect for you, bro!"

I have no choice but to tail the girl. She's nearly twenty and she's not the type that I like. I'm

more of a model type, but she got those beautiful killer eyes and her nose was making her more like an Indian American-Spanish or something. If she's a little taller maybe 5'4 she'll be perfect.

Her ass was so much round. Her legs were round and very beautiful in shape. I never thought

that a body like that, petite and curvy would be so attractive. I cleared my throat and adjust on

the seat. I can see that Travis also seemed watching her every move as she found an old tall man standing just outside the store, she goes back to the bakery shop, buys a few loaves of bread and a bottle of water.

She went there and give it to the old beggar and put a few coins on his cup. She immediately

got out and walked toward the small intersection and then stand there waiting for a yellow

tricycle until it stopped, and she hopped in.

"The tricycle seemed dangerous. That anytime in one blow it will break." Travis is correct. "So,

how about we enjoy our stay here?"

"I don't think that I'll enjoy staying here," I told him. "I need to find a wife right now. My

grandma will get mad at me."

"Your grandma?" Travis chuckled. "How about your dad?"

"Fuck off, Travis." I hate it whenever he talked about my bastard father.

We get in at our hotel on the island. Not best hotels in Global City, but still will do. We try on

the bars around the island province, but it seemed nobody ever catches my eyes. The faces are

too exotic, and they are wearing over makeup. I remember her face again. Her brows are thick

and not overly make and her lips are balanced and like a crossbow.I look at her picture again. Her simple smile and then a few photos that she looked serious and

whatever things as the wind blows and she caress her hair. She's like a high school student which is not my type.

I need sex right now and my girlfriends from the big city keep calling me about sharing and

parties. Just thinking about them right now made me sigh. I missed them already.

I meet her father and I didn't say anything about the contract or whatnot. She could have half

of my millions if she agreed on marrying me. If I directly tell her father that I am proposing an

arrangement contract, he will be freaking punch me right through the face, or worst, I may not

come back to my life again.

Now, it's late. We brought food to their house and I started courting her family. Her sisters

have different beauties yet, she has an exceptional among them. Her eyes weren't that big like her sisters. She's petite among all of them and she's curvy among them.

Her mother keeps telling us what kind of girl she is, that she's serious most of the time, silent

and easily get mad. For me? I can't marry someone like that. But this is the last person that

wouldn't let me down. She seemed smart enough to have a contract with me.

"Do you want to talk to her right now?" her mother Grace asked me. I nodded. Her Aunt excuses herself and then called for her.

Travis also excused himself saying that he will make a call. My heart was throbbing in

intensity, I never felt like this before on women. I am cool around women, but this one is

different because she doesn't know me and I'm a total stranger. I lied to her parents that we met already in Global City when she's on her On the Job Training.

I lied that she helped me with things and a few things and I had fallen in love with her and

that's where it goes.

I waited in their front yard that has benches. She walked outside wearing an oversize shirt and

denim shorts. Her bare legs were sexier than they are covered. Oh, fuck! Why am I thinking

about that?

"What is it?" she sat down in front of me.

"How are you, Maeve?" I smiled at her charmingly. She didn't smile or what.

"I'm fine, thank you." She smiled formally. "But, do I know you?"

"Actually," I look out on the beach. "Can we walk on the beach?"

"Why?" she asked sounding so suspicious.

"I wanted to discuss something very private," I muttered. She shrugged and we go down the

beach. She kept looking upon the moon and on the stars. "I'm Zac." I extend my hand and she

took it. Her hands are cold. I squeeze it.

"So, Zac, how do you know my name?"

"A friend of mine told me about your family and I choose you among your sisters," I told her

frankly. There's no need to be talking in circles on this woman. She's impatient.

"Choose to be what? A toy?" Wow, I didn't expect that she has a sharp tongue. "Or perhaps,

something else more, mister? I can see that you are older than my age, maybe double my age—"

I chuckled.

"I'm twenty-five, sweetheart."

"Alright, just don't call me sweetheart." I hand up. "So, Mr. Zac—"

"Sander."

"Mr. Zachary Sander. I don't know what the fuc—freaking hell is going on. And I wanted to

know. This isn't something about business or whatnot or not about schooling either." She

exhales, anxious about something and she's good at guessing my full name."Yup. This isn't about business or whatnot. But please don't get me wrong. This proposal is a

long-term contract." She stopped walking and I did as well. She signed me to keep going. "I need a wife as long as possible." She didn't speak or say something for a while trying to sink it in her head.

"What the fuck." She muttered. She laughed and turn back from me and keep laughing. Wow,

that wasn't funny at all. She sniffled and after a while she faced me.

"I can give you everything, you don't need to graduate or what. I can provide everything you

wanted."

"Well, I can say that it is nice. It feels like a dream, but I'll die too soon from boredom." Now she

looked angry. "Why me?" Of course, she will ask that stupid question that always kept making

me blank.

"I don't have a choice."

"You do have a choice, where are you from?"

"Baguio city."

"Do you know how many populations of women there?" she exhales. "You see, I decided to be a spinster because men are such a dick and they are unfaithful and very much pain in the ass. They never stick to one and they are jerks." She walked off. I closed my eyes hard, damn, I am losing her.