The Billionaire's Chosen Bride

CHAPTER 3

Nancy was finished drying her wet, long golden hair, and combing it to cascade behind her back. She walked out of her room and went downstairs to the living room to have her dinner with her parents.

She could feel her stomach growling so loudly in hunger, so she held onto the iron railing to support herself as she went downstairs, so she wouldn't fall or miss her steps as she finally alighted the stairs.

Nancy could see some guests had arrived at her parents' home, and that made her frown, as she hated the way her father's mansion was built. Since the living room was connected to the dining room, it was easy for guests to spy on her family affairs, and she hated to be monitored by anyone, as she loved to have her privacy too.

Nancy saw the tall, handsome black man who exuded authority, as he stood in their living room and watched her, as she finally alighted the stairs.

She felt so uncomfortable under his watchful gaze, as the way his black eyes kept staring at her made her feel like he was already stripping her naked, with that look of desire in his eyes.

Nancy finally looked away from the black man, as she looked at her parents and saw them standing nervously in the living room.

She walked up to meet her mother and asked, "Mom, is dinner not ready yet?"

Mrs. Olivia Marlon was nervous, as she hadn't expected Charles to personally visit her home. She nervously responded to Nancy, "Nancy dear, come meet your groom."

"My what?" Nancy gasped out in shock, and she swiftly turned to face Charles.

She met his black, handsome gaze on her, as his eyes didn't avert away from her for one minute. As he stood in the living room and watched her too.

Nancy snapped out of her shock, and she asked her mother, "Mom, when did I get married to him?"

"You're not yet married to him, Nancy. As here with us is Charles Alejandro, Mr. President Nolan Alejandro's only son and child, and the wedding is in two days' time," her father said.

"Two days!!" Nancy gasped, as she almost fainted.

"Calm down, Nancy," Charles said, and Nancy shivered at his deep, masculine voice that spoke to her.

Nancy couldn't believe that she was getting married to Charles, and their wedding was in two days' time.

She finally gathered her courage and said to him with her lips trembling, "I cannot...marry you, sir."

"Nancy!!" Her father screamed at her, to hush her up. As Charles Alejandro was the most feared young man in the city.

Her father warned, "Nancy! You have no right to object to this marriage, Charles Alejandro here has seen a lot of pretty young women's photos before he finally chose you. So you should be grateful to become the country's future First Lady."

"No, father! I cannot accept this marriage; I cannot marry him!" Nancy immediately moved backward, as she quickly bolted away to the stairs and dashed upstairs to her bedroom, with her hips bouncing and swaying with her running upstairs.

Nancy went to the top floor, got into her room, and shut her door closed.

"Nancy! Come back here!" Her father called, but Nancy refused to answer, as she didn't want to marry Charles.

She locked up her room door and went to her bed, crying.

"Hmm, let me go upstairs and call her back," Mrs. Olivia Marlon offered, but her husband quickly stopped her, "That won't be necessary."

He stared at Charles and apologized, "We're truly sorry, your Excellency. We haven't informed Nancy about the arranged marriage with you, sir."

"Hmm," Charles stood speechless in the living room, staring upstairs to the second floor.

He was hoping that his chosen bride would peek out her beautiful head and stare down at him. As with the way her hips had moved and swayed seductively to his views, Charles had felt his muscles harden for him to claim her.

He doubted he would be able to tame himself if he was left alone with her, as she really looked so beautiful, more than her photo that was with him.

Charles finally stared back at Nancy's parents, and he met her mother's gaze on him. As she also resembled Nancy.

Mrs. Olivia Marlon smiled nervously and said, "Not to worry, your Excellency, I will go upstairs now and speak to my daughter. And the wedding will still hold."

"Hmm, that's alright. I will be looking forward to the wedding as I came here to welcome my bride on her return to the city. But it's so obvious that she doesn't want to see me. Please, give these flowers to Nancy, and let her know that I truly love her, and I want to marry her," Charles said, as he handed over the bouquet of rose petals that he was holding to Mrs. Olivia Marlon.

She smiled and collected it and stood aside, while her husband apologized again, "We are sincerely sorry, your Excellency. Please forgive our daughter on her rude behavior towards you."

"That's alright. I actually understand her fears, but that's not a problem, as I came here to welcome her on her return to the city. Do send my greetings to her and let her know that I want her. I have to be on my way now. Bye, Senator Logan."

"Yes, goodbye, your Excellency," Senator Logan replied, and finally escorted Charles as he walked out of their living room and went outside to his car.

The stationed security men pulled and shut the car door closed. As soon as Charles entered his Jeep, the three cars finally drove out of Senator Logan Marlon's residence.

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Nancy stood at her room window upstairs, staring down at the garage. And she saw Charles walk out of her family home and get into his car before the three cars drove outside.

Nancy couldn't believe that her parents really wanted her to marry Charles Alejandro, the president's son, by force. As she hadn't met with Charles before, but she had heard of him, with the way the netizens usually ridiculed and abused his family online for refusing to exit the ruling seat.

She finally got to hear about his affairs with a lot of pretty young women in their state, as he was rumored to be a male prostitute, and not the kind of man that she wanted to marry as her husband.

The sound of her room door being pushed open jolted her back to reality, and she stared away from her window and to her parents, who angrily walked into her room to see her.

"Nancy!! What was the meaning of that silly drama that you just displayed over there in meeting with Charles Alejandro today? Don't you know that plenty of young women would've jumped at the offer with joy, and even accept to marry Charles immediately?" Her father questioned her angrily, as he stood beside her room door, glaring at her. While her mother stood in silence and was holding the bouquet of rose flowers that she had seen before with Charles.

Her father yelled at her, "Answer me, Nancy??"

"Dad, that's not the kind of man that I want. I don't love him, and that's the truth," Nancy said, as she broke out into sobs, for Charles Alejandro wasn't the kind of man that she wanted to marry.

She wanted a good man that would love only her, and not a cheat like Charles who wouldn't value her in becoming his wife either.

She was looking for the right excuse to make her parents understand that she couldn't marry a man like Charles, nor become his wife either.

"Love?? What do you know about love, Nancy? As you will get to love Charles with time. And after you both become married as husband and wife. As that was how your mother and I got married, and up till date, we are still a couple. What about if you sit here waiting for the man that you will love first, and he doesn't love you too, while you end up loving him alone?

Well, I cannot reject the Alejandro family's proposal to us, even though I know that you will object to it. They're the ones ruling the country, and they will feel extremely insulted with you rejecting their only son's proposal to you! He chose you, Nancy Marlon, among all the other pretty young women's photos that he must have seen. So you will have to marry Charles whether you like him or not."

"No, father! I cannot marry him!" Nancy screamed out, as she burst out crying and couldn't believe that her father really wanted her to marry Charles by force.

Her father turned to leave her room, and he paused at her room door and said to her mother, "Talk to your daughter and get her prepared on all the things that she will be needing to become Charles' wife. This Saturday, she will be going to the presidential villa to live with Charles whether she likes him or not."