~From Ashes to Passion~ [Multicouple Series #3]

~09~ Marriage!

She chuckled, completely unfazed. "I know. But I only want you."

I exhaled sharply, trying to keep my patience. "I'm not interested in becoming your possession."

Her smile didn't falter. "Who said that you're a possession? You are just you, and that's exactly why I like you."

I took a deep breath, determined to make her understand. "Listen, Miss Sidorov, I understand that you might like me, but neither do I know you, nor do you know me."

She leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. "No problem. You don't know me, but you can get to know me. You can ask me anything you want."

I shook my head. "That's not how it works."

She tilted her head, as if amused. "Why not? You yourself said that you don't know me. So, I'm giving you a chance-get to know me."

I sighed. "I don't like you."

She chuckled like I had just told her a joke. "I don't care. I like you, and that's enough for me."

I clenched my fists, frustration creeping in. "My family will not accept you."

She smirked. "Don't worry about that. Just marry me."

That was it.

My patience snapped. "This isn't about buying potatoes and tomatoes! Marriage is not a joke! Why don't you understand? This is not possible!"

She simply stared at me, unfazed, her smirk deepening.

And at that moment, I realized-I was dealing with a woman who always got what she wanted.

And unfortunately...

She wanted me.

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With the help of Mikhail and some househelp, we took Kush to my room for rest.

I called the doctor, and after checking on him, he said that Kush had fainted due to shock and would be alright in some time.

I sighed in relief.

After a while, my dad came to my room.

I was just sitting there, looking at the man who had managed to drive me crazy.

Dad called me, and I looked at him. "Come outside, we need to talk," he said.

I nodded and followed him outside.

He led me to his room, where my mother's large portrait hung, her beautiful smile radiating warmth.

My mother had blue eyes.

My father always said that my brother Czar and I inherited them from her, although my eye color was exactly like my mother's, while Czar's was slightly different.