Chapter 9

Amelia [POV]

        I heard knocks on my front door when I opened it. I was surprised to find a six feet tall blonde shiny looking Prince  dressed all powerful and intimidating in a blue designer suit with a frown plastered on his face. When I realized who it was, I wanted to slam my door right away but a flash of warning from his glazing glassy eyes dared me to disobey and face the consequences. Behind him stood two hefty bodyguards ready to take down my door at any given second.

Reluctantly, I opened my door slowly eyeing him as he walked in with his pride and his guards.

Psycho!

I paid him no attention, just folded my hands and scoffed at him.

He watched me silently for a while apparently expecting something from me. I just stood still watching him walk in.

"At least, be polite enough to offer me a seat. " he said.

"Well..., since you were so determined to force your way into my home unannounced, I bet you can still  find  yourself a place to sit,  besides I don't think you blind that you can't look around  or maybe my place isn't suitable for your taste. " I fired back.

I walk out to grab a bottle of water to quench my suddenly dried throat.

When I got back I found him looking uncomfortable at my living room. It was too girly for his taste, he had the look of a boy trapped inside a barbie doll house.

I chuckled as he sat down on my pink sofa.

"Don't tell me, you find my living room intimidating, especially my pink sofa". I rubbed  in sarcasm. 

I noticed his men amused and smiled silently behind.

He sent me a warning glaze not to get too comfortable with his discomfort.

"What do you want? "

I asked

Without wasting time, he told me about his plans  and the contract I had refused to read.

His words of warning in terms of my refusal to accept   reality  made my heart seized in pain for a while, the thought of losing what I wanted so badly made me want to crawl back in fear.

I won't back down, not when he was about to take what matters most to me.

" Prince Almighty, "

I retorted " My child is not up for a bargain, his mine and mine alone."

His face twitched for a moment

" It's  Louis!."

He took a lazy step towards me with his intimidating look trying to make me back down.

"Look here feisty !"

" Feisty! Wow that's a cool name." I said looking less impressed.

He seemed pretty annoyed as he tried getting hold of himself.

I studied him for sometime, when our eyes met he looked so intensified, I felt like I was going to be roasted alive.

Now that's definitely his killer mood.

I took a step away from him.

"here is the contract, read it carefully. I had made a few adjustments that would suit us both perfectly. " he said handing me the contract but I refused to take it instead I rolled my eye at him while taking a step back because things were heating up between us.

" I'm not touching that thing, take it and leave me alone."

I ordered.

He walked closer towards me, I tried drawing back but he grabbed my arm tightly.

I tried freeing myself but he didn't let me go. This guy is a monster.

"listen! and listen good,"

He shook my shoulders hard. This finally shut me up. His temper had suddenly changed, Even his face was now terrifying.

"I don't have a fucking time to waste on you and your games, all I want from you is my child, so shut your mouth and do as I say"

He ordered.

"What do you take me for, a piece of a puzzle to complete your goal! "

I screamed at him, my arms were really hurting right now.

he noticed I was in pain and let go of my arm, staring blankly.

"Do you think you can gain control over my life and do as you please"

I continued trying to sound bold but fear had completely drained my mind but I just can't let him win.

"We are getting married in a month time , that's it"

I laughed

" Why do you think I want to spend my life trapped in a relationship with you"

He gave me a mocking smile that made me grow unease.

" I have money for one "

Now that's true once we get married, he would have full custody over my child.

I would never let that happen. I suddenly felt a strong urge to cry, my hormones had started acting up. My faces turned red as hot tears popped out of my eyes. I rushed into my room, I didn't  want him to see how much control he had over me.

I walked back after a couple of minutes, I wish I could just lock all my problems away. He sat down with his eyes shut tightly, when he noticed  I was back, a glimpse of emotion and curiosity flashed on his face. He looked  worried, my heart softened a bit,then he switched back to his usual mood.

He stood up with his eyes following my every move.

"Look,

He said breathlessly

"I know how hard it is for you, I understand you got your life all planned out and it didn't work out as planned. Look,  all I want is the baby, my child too, I had plans too, everything got so messed up but now we are here."

He looks  like he had more to say but he stopped himself.

"We're getting married that's finally "

" What! I just got.... " he cut me off immediately

"I'm done begging, in a few days, you should get ready to leave for Spain with me,"

My right is been taking away by one sick prince who thinks am some kind of puppet he can control and move around as he likes

"I have every right to this child, so don't boss me around like you own me" I retorted

"Then I will do it the hard way " he said with no emotions

"If you want your child, read that contract , if you like to make any adjustment,I will call my lawyers".

" See you in a few days"

He walked away through the door without looking back but  left  his guards to watch over me.

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When he left , I got stuck  in my own dilemma. My thoughts and emotions were all over the place with a lot of 'what if?' questions with no answers. His guards were still in my apartment, watchful of my every move as if their lives depended on it.

I left for my room with the forsaken contract. I just can't believe that under a few days I would be pulled away from a life I wanted, one I had not started living.

If marriage was what he wants, I will give him hell and brimstone. I can't let him walk over me.

Let's wait and see!.

He acts like a man with no emotions, he cares only about his own interest nothing else, he regards women like puppets.

"how can one plan a wedding without seeking his bride's approval? "

I asked myself.

I hate him.

I hate his handsome stupid face.

I hate his manly scent that just can't leave my house.

I hate his strong hands.

I hate him for crushing my dreams.

I threw my pillow across the room.

Now I'm stuck in a marriage I never wanted. Even if I ever  consider getting married, it ought to be with someone  I love, who respects my every decision. Not an asshole that has no freaking regard for anyone apart from himself.

As I read through the contract, I was lost for words.

This contract was more than anyone's dream, it's  like living in a paradise.

A contract marriage for two years with the right to fight for my child's custody. The boy was to be raised under his father's supervision.

"Yea right!, what if my baby wasn't a boy?. "

I asked no one in particular.

To answer my question, the next section stated that if it was a girl I would have sole custody and right over my child.

Of course that means if my baby was a female child , it was of no importance to him.

All he wanted was a male child. Why am I not surprised? It also stated that when the child has gone past the stage of breast feeding, if the marriage was not satisfying I could get a divorce, bagging a multi -millionaire deal to live any life style of my choice

During my stay as his wife, I must remain faithful and submissive.

Submissive my ass!

I would be paid monthly with the sum of $160 million dollars.

This left me speechless.

The last section, carefully warned that everything should be kept in total secrecy until he decides to tell the media.

God knows what he was aiming for. The rest was in favor of the child's well being.

Something in me wished pumpkin would  be a girl.

Suddenly reality stuck me

"I'm going to be a princess of a kingdom, I knew nothing about "

Oh my world!

Now I just realized the kind of mess, I had gotten myself into.

I feel hopeless, no matter how much I try to deny it, I can't run away  from this.

In a few days, I would be leaving my apartment, my country to marry a man, a stranger I know nothing about.

What if he was the kind of man that was brutal to a woman forcing her to submission. I flashed back when he held my shoulder tightly and refused to let me go.

My face turned white and pale.