Marriage

Rhea's pov

I sigh tiredly as my fingers type fast on the keyboard, ' that stupid team leader intentionally gave me a lot of work!' I thought, snorting in annoyance. 

My fingers felt cramped up, so I stretched my body tiredly. 

Two hours later, I was finally able to get the work done. My eyes were dropping on thier own, I was so tired I could sleep at work but I had to go home.

I stood up and packed my stuff, I left the office and began walking towards the parking lot.

" Good night, madam." One of the security guards that was passing by greeted.

" Good night, sir," I responded, waving at him.

I settled in my car and drove off, heading home.

I pulled up and hopped out of the car. Immediately I got in, I was met with my family, all seated in the living room discussing. 

They clearly haven't figured out that I was home yet, I cleared my throat loudly, making them jump in thier seat.

I frowned my face in confusion, wondering why they were startled.

Rachel, my step sister seemed angry but was containing it for some reason.

" I'm home!" I announced not waiting to listen to anything, I hurriedly walk up the stairs.

Thank God today was not problematic, I always have to face one or two problems immediately I get back from work.

I push open my room door and stepped in, i looked around my tiny room and sighed. 

I was more or less a slave living in a castle, I have always worked for every penny I spend since my mom was sent packing and my dad married his mistress. 

I plopped on my bed after removing my shoes, I was too tired to sleep tonight.

After a few minutes of thinking about things, I soon drifted off to the dreamland. 

The sun piercing through the window woke me up, I groaned and tried sleeping back but I remembered that I had to go to work so I jumped out if the bed and check the time. 

I had thirty minutes left before I'd be late!

I hurriedly rushed to the bathroom and did my morning rituals, picked a cloth in the closet and slipped it on.

Twenty minutes later, I was done.

I picked up my bag and car keys, after standing for a while to figure out if I left anything behind, I left after confirming that I didn't forget anything. 

I was hurrying down the stairs when I heard voices talking in a happy tone in the living room.

I got downstairs and looked around for a while, " Good morning everyone, I'm on my way to work" I announced and tried walking away as fast as possible but I was pulled back by my stepmother. 

Stella, my so called stepmother smiled widely at me and I frowned in confusion, she only does that if she wants something from me.

" What do you want Stella?" I asked clearly annoyed at her pretence in front of the visitors.

She frowned in anger but quickly masked it up by laughing out loud and pulling me towards the guests. 

" Won't you greet your future husband and his family?" She muttered sarcastically while pinching me hard by the side.

" What husband are you talking about?" I replied fiercely, gazing around until my eyes landed on one.

" Do not ruin this for us! The future of our lives depends on this!" She whispered applying pressure on her hold on my skin.

I winced in pain, " Let me go! I have to get to work!" I replied hotly still looking unfazed by what she said.

" please excuse us for a minute, honey, come with us to the kitchen " she commanded my father pulling me with her.

Immediately we stepped into the kitchen, I was met with a slap. 

" What the hell did you think you were doing back there?" Stella asked fuming in anger.

" What do you mean! Y'all should just let me be because I have to go to work!" I said gritting my teeth in anger.

" Darling! look at how rude she is to me, after all I have done for her" Stella said faking a tear.

I clenched my fist in anger trying to stop the tears that was laced in my eyes from falling.

I laughed sarcastically, I felt hurt being treated like this and my father couldn't do a thing.

What was I expecting, I should be used to this by now.

I glared at them both and turned around to leave but was stopped by my father's words.

" Honey, I beg of you, please do this for daddy!" My dad begged and I laughed sarcastically, tears laced in my eyes.

I pulled out my phone and called in at work, luckily they believed my excuse.

" This better be good!" I muttered walking past them to the living room.

" Hello sir!" I greeted as I sat down earning a smile from him. 

" Honey, this is Mr Rodriguez. He is here for you" my dad introduced and I frown in confusion. 

" why is he here for me?" I asked still confused. 

" well, that's what we are about to find out ".

" My dear, I came here for your marriage proposal " Mr Rodriguez muttered smiling widely.

My frown deepens as I stare at the old man in front of me in disgust. 

' What does he mean by marriage proposal! Does he expect me to get married to him! Oh lord wake me up from this nightmare!' I thought looking mortified.

He stared at me for a while and burst out laughing leaving me confused and wandering why he was laughing. 

He soon stopped laughing and cleared his throat softly, he glanced at me and smiled, happiness radiating in his eyes.

I groan within me at the suspense this man was putting me through. 

" Oh darling! You are not getting married to me but someone else!" He continued still smiling widely that I almost found it creepy. 

" Who would I be getting married to then?" I asked, getting impatient at the suspense.