CH.6: The Deal (Kyle's POV)

[KYLE'S pov]

After last nights dinner, I had hard time sleeping yesterday, her reaction kept on playing in my mind again and again: her frantic expression, her pleading eyes, and I have been wondering why does it matter to me? Because that was my first time experiencing a reaction like that , who wouldn't want to 'marry me?' Is she blind or what?Girls would throw themselves at my feet...and then there's her. I was lazying around in my living room, last night I had my assistant track down everything there is to know about 'Niara Oberoi Robertson' and I got the file first thing in the morning, Haven't had the chance to open it. Just as I was about to pick it up the door bell rang,And...I did not expect to that person who surprisingly have been on my mind.

"Hi" she said, I just stared down at her because she is shorter than me, like a lot."um,sorry for coming here but can we talk?" she asked. I noticed she is still wearing yesterday's dress, there is light dark circles under her eyes, hair a bit messy. "come in" I said to her. She followed behind me, leading her towards the garden, we sat down and I kept on staring at her, she has a pretty face thou: grey eyes, wide lips, big eyes,a sharp jawline, her chin and nose are really cute thou,so tiny! and that jet black hair...I really think she's hot. Wait I shouldn't even think about that!Think about Sofia!

"speak" I said. She took a deep breath, sat up straighter and kept an eye contact with me; "Mr.McCain, let's make a deal...". My eyebrows shot up in either amusement or interest,but I decided on the latter while seeing her so serious. She continued, "Look! I have no interest in marrying and especially you..."she empathized 'especially', I am already baffled by her words, I was about to open my mouth but she interrupted, " No matter what we are being forced to get married, and it's kinda unavoidable, unless I run away, which I would love to, but there is a reason why I will. So, the thing is that we both will give each other their own personal space, I don't care if you have a mistress or whatever as long as she is not coming in the house or living there.We both will have respect for each other , you won't care who I date and I won't care who you date, and don't worry I wont go around saying 'I'm your wife' or something.We can divorce after half a year or something or maybe a year, so your family and mine wont come after our heads, we can always say 'We tried but it didn't work out..' okay?" She took out a document which she just had recited them in her words. "...Unless you would like to marry my step-sister?" she finished while looking straight in my eyes,'I she threatening me ?'

I have to say, I was just blown,she kept the eye contact with me all the times,spoke with confidence and on top of that she is in my house,'telling me' to compromise. hmm, I stayed pondering on the idea for a while...