Marry Him

"I would marry anyone but you, I hate you, Damien Sterling." Emma Hart fought back the urge to cry, her life upheaval overnight by this man.

Now, he was proposing marriage, a proposal that felt like an insult to her strong sense of self from childhood.

Her anger was palpable.

In a public setting, the bodyguards dared not act rashly, especially without an order from Sterling. They could only watch as she fled.

'I won't marry you. It's not up to you,' she thought fiercely. 'I have my ways. Let's see if you can withstand them!'

Damien Sterling elegantly swirled his wine, the grand chandelier above casting a thousand golden lights that danced in his deep eyes.

He gestured to his bodyguard, who promptly stood before him with respect. "What do you need, sir?"