53 Hungry Guns

How dare he spout something like that to her!? Renna's brain had already been beeping like an alarm, yes, her anger reached to a dangerous point.

Ronan Ross deliberately brought up the personal life topic 'women' in front of Renna, knowing that if she was Amaris then the lady would burst out as her own self.

"W- what are you implying, sir?"

The lady stuttered, this time without making a movement, that no one could sense her pretence other than Ronan. As soon as Renna finished her irritated and confused confrontation, a smug expression graced Ronan's lips which was no less than a assumed devilish smirk of Hades!

"You should not be concerned about that, I suggest you to pay heed to my proposal."

Ronan shook his index finger of left hand in front of her, as a gesture of refraining the lady from pondering upon useless things.

"I have already told you my answer, sire. I do not love you then how can I marry you out of blue!?"

Renna positioned herself in the sofa with such expertise that her every cell of the body was shouting at Ronan. 

But wait! Why did Ronan proposed to her all of a sudden?

"I placed my explanation before you, miss Renna, that it is definitely not out of the blue. It is coming from my heart and I'm unable to put my feelings into words but I assure you that its love at first sight!"

Quite a cliche dialogue within a cliche situation, right? Maybe Ronan Ross had read a rotten mafia theme novel, who knows!

'Pah! Love at first sight! My foot!'

Renna scoffed inwardly at the remembrance of their own first date. No wonder the lady got angry and it would not be a surprise too that Ronan spouted same words to her, he was suspicious. Remember?

'You said the same words to me, Ronan! It is such a pathetic thing that you still did not memorize any other dialogue, despite having a woman at home and proposing to another right now.'

Renna's bubbling pot of anger had caught a pace and temperature, that the heiress felt an itch in her hands to wring the man's neck who was plopped with a smug expression. 

"But still...what about your girlfriend or wife, sir? What about the woman for whom you brought flowers a few hours ago?"

Although, the lady had already predicted that Ronan would eventually come for her but the way he approached was totally beyond the guess. Why would he pretend to be in love with her, when he already had  a lover? 

Did he see through Renna? Or he knows about her? No way, the lady had executed a daring yet foolproof operation, falling into a trap was out of the question! Or was it possible?

Ronan chuckled softly, resembling the rising tides before the arrival of a destructive storm. Niall had acknowledged that something ill was definitely going to arrive soon, because he had never seen his master being friendly to a woman. Of course, except one. 

"Do not worry about that matter, I'm not leaving her at any cost and she would not come to know about you as well."

Ronan's intent stare followed every single movement of muscles on Renna's face. 

Perhaps, the man was aware that there were only a few things which could bring the original motive of Renna Amaryllis out of the curtain, precisely if she was Amaris. 

'What the fuck! You want to keep me as your mistress! You fool, I'm your wife, the bitch in your home is the filthy mistress!'

Although physically Renna had successfully cheated everyone's eyes but one can't change themselves completely with accuracy. 

And perhaps unfortunately the woman still had a soft corner for him, that the term 'wife' clicked her brain like a tricky question which solved the confusion of her emotions. But Renna was still blind and deaf to the conclusion, which could solve most of the things through negotiations rather revenge.

The lady felt that a vein might be throbbing visibly on her temple due to anger, that she rose up from the sofa once again. This time she did not bother to care about the henchmen around her, who were holding hungry guns!