My Husband Is A Stranger

Clara was pacing back and forth as she continued clasping her hands against each other. She was nervous and cold, she didn't know what to do as she kept roaming around different coffee shops and fancy restaurants to find herself a husband. She lost count of how many restaurants and coffee shops she's been to, she didn't have any luck on asking many different men to marry her even if they're not eligible to her taste. Her aunt was the reason why she was here, she was here stressing about finding herself an instant husband. She didn't have a choice, she can't be married to some old man that just wants to get under her pants. She took a glance at her wristwatch, she bit her lip as she felt helpless as she knew she was running out of time. Her aunt will find her instantly if she knew that she was missing at the dinner where the arranged marriage will be upheld. She can't get married to that old geezer, she just can't! "Come on please, just a random man that's alone, decent or not, I have no other choice," she muttered helplessly as she kept on glancing on that fancy club with that loud music booming from the outside. She already buried her dignity 6 feet below the ground to ask many random strangers to marry her; some men were even suggesting to find a husband in a club because it would be much easier. So here she was, contemplating on getting in, not wanting to be disappointed at not finding one. Clara mustered up every courage she could gather outside before exhaling out a lungful of air, "O-Okay I'm going in to find my husband," she said shakingly before striding confidently inside of that club. The loud music was ringing in her ears as she kept on seeing lots of dancing almost naked bodies all around the place with flashing colorful lights everywhere striking through the walls. She lowered her head as she saw other people gazing at her like she doesn't belong there. She's wearing a simple white dress and shoes, she wanted to be ready just in case someone would agree to marry her. Her eyes roamed around as she saw many strangers making out with other strangers. She didn't know what to do when she ended up on the bar counter, it's the only peaceful place she could go to, she was so overwhelmed at what she saw inside of this fancy club. After ordering some drinks, she slowly noticed that she wasn't sitting alone on a counter. A man was holding a bottle of Chivas and it looked like he wanted to be alone on that corner.  Clara's eyes gleamed, she didn't know what happened but she knew that guy was her last hope of being saved by her aunt's clutches. "P-Please marry me, for the sake of saving me from my aunt and that old geezer, y-you're my only hope," she intertwined her fingers against each other as she surprised the man that was peacefully drinking his Chivas on the counter. That man gracefully glanced at her, he looked like he's wondering why such a beautiful young woman was asking him to marry her, "Are you going to break my heart?" he asked in a low, stern voice. Clara immediately shook her head, "N-No, I would never! Just marry me! I'll give everything you ask of me just not to that old geezer!" she almost cried, so that strange handsome man just nodded before swiftly drinking that shot on his glass. He was content with what he had heard as he stood up and left the counter. After Clara followed him, she wasn't aware that she'd discover a whole new world after approaching that random stranger that would change her life forever. *** This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.   Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display, or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please obtain permission.   Warning!   There might be mature themes! Read at your own risk!