Chapter forty six

Zane groaned at Kiara's words.

“You want me to paint you?" She nodded slowly.

“Yes, I mean I think it's a tradition somewhere for the suitor to draw the woman he wishes to marry as a gift to her right?" Zane furrowed his eyebrows.

“I've never heard of such a tradition…."

“Well this is my fantasy and I make the rules. I want you to paint me, it shouldn't be that hard" He scoffed at her. Yeah it won't have been hard if he knew how to draw! He couldn't even draw a straight line!

By the smirk on her face, he knew she knew he couldn't draw and was trying to disgrace him in front of everyone.

“I don't want to" His words came out more like he was whining. She frowned at his words.

“You are supposed to play along, Zane. If you don't want to then we might as well go home" She muttered sadly and he knew she was just acting but he hated seeing a frown on her face.

“I'll go change then we can go home" She murmured then was about to turn around