Okay. Let's get Married.

Two stories were trending.

'Louis Schelling, Selling Global Corporation CEO and most eligible bachelor in America has reportedly been accused by his now estranged girlfriend of continuously abusing her.'

'Louis Schelling, Selling Global Corporation CEO, most eligible bachelor in America and ex-boyfriend to the beautiful Rhoda Dregs has made his current secret relationship public. He was seen in a private event yesterday and in his hotel this morning with his new girlfriend.'

Louis knew how deadly the media was in pushing stories about people like him.

He had experienced it. First, he had thought no one would believe Rhoda but the stories had spread like wildfire, people had believed her and had taken sides.

He was branded villain and his reputation, his company and his family had suffered for it.

It couldn't happen again. He needed to act fast. He had not planned to marry the whore. He had not planned to marry anyone at all. But it was the lesser evil when compared to being branded an abuser by the public.

He wouldn't let them make the stories for him, this time. He would feed them with what he wanted them to say about him.

Who didn't prefer romance to anything else?

'I said we would have to get married.'

He watched her closely to get a glimpse of greed he expected to see in her expression. But the girl was good. She masked it well. All he saw was shock. Nothing else.

'Y-you and I?'

He nodded, irritated by the performance.

'W-why would you want to get married to me? You were going to propose to-. What about your girlfriend?'

'This is boring me to death. You can stop the pretence now. We're getting married in a couple of hours.'

'You're usually like this? Saying serious stuff like they're not serious at all. You're proposing marriage to me, with your hands in your pocket like you're ordering food or something?'

'Are my hands your problem? You don't expect me to get a ring and kneel for you, do you? You have such high taste for an ordinary prostitute.'

'I am not a prostitute. And I'm definitely not getting married to a stranger I met in one night and definitely not to one who insists I am a whore.'

What the-

'You don't have a choice. You started some problems for me and so you would have to stick around to fix it.'

'I did not start any problem sir, and I refuse to be forced into such a stupid arrangement.'

He stared at her, dumbfounded. She seriously didn't want to marry him? Since when did he start to lose his charm? Or was this an act as well?

'Fine. Then I'll just get my lawyers ready. You and that shady organization you work would have some explaining to do in court. Hopefully, I'll have a heavier pocket at the end of the whole thing.'

'Please sir, I know nothing about those cameramen. I swear with my life. I just need to go home and get to work. Please. I'm already late.'

'Marry me. After my father's elections, we dissolve the sham quietly and move on with our lives like nothing happened.'

'I don't even know you. I can't just make such a big decision and -'

'Well, the two options are before you. I either call my lawyers to draft a prenup or file the lawsuit'

'A prenup?'

Louis smiled drily. 'You don't expect me not to protect myself from your gold digging claws.'

'So, we get married and you don't sue me or my pa- workplace?'

'Nope. All your sins will be forgiven.'

'Okay. Let's get married.'

'Good.' Step one, check.

There was a little knock on the door and Louis Schelling walked proudly to door.

'What took you so long, Barbara?' They hugged briefly and did the side kisses thing.

Immediately the woman stepped in, Wendy knew she did not like her. The woman was pretty and all but she had an aura Wendy did not like.

'I've been trying to wrong your phone.'

Louis turned his where his phone lay. 'It got broken. What's going on?'

'The abuse posts have all been taken down. Though we're fighting to keep it that way. A certain group are keen on pushing that narrative about you.'.

'They hate me, I understand. Rhoda's their Princess.'

'So the posts announcing the relationship is still online.' Barbara looked briefly at Wendy. His nose wrinkled in disgust. She turned back to Louis. ' That way, what ever #teamRhoda publishes will be tackled with the contrary story before it is taken down.'

'Good.'

'What are you doing with her, Louis?' She spoke in a really loud voice but did not spare Wendy one glance.

'We're getting married.'

The woman gagged and Wendy found that a bit satisfying than offensive.

'You're marrying her? Why? We should be pressing charges against the hoe.'

Louis chuckled. 'Slow down, tiger. I have my reasons, Bee.'

'What reasons? She's practically a criminal. You told me so yourself.'

'Call my lawyer. I need a grid tight prenup immediately. We should be married in an hour or so.'

Louis turned to Wendy who was still in the hotel robes. 'Get dressed. We're going to my lawyer's.'

'I need to get home. I need a bath and change of clothes. I'm not getting into that hideous purple dress for anything in the world.'

'Oh now, you can make choices. The same dress you wore proudly yesterday. You pictures are everywhere in this same dress you now call hideous. This girl is a gold digger, Louis. You're making a mistake.'

As much as you she wanted to lash out at this woman, Wendy decided she would ignore her.

'I just want to go home.' Wendy pleaded.

'Barbara here would get you clothes now. You'll go home after we are married. Bee, get her something really nice. I don't want my wife to be looking hideous, either.' He winked at Wendy mischievously. Barbara was at the door when he added. 'An appointment at a beauty spa would be beautiful as well.'

And Wendy wondered what the hell she had gotten herself into.