For dinner with Miguel I decided to wear a long blue dress, silver heeled sandals and a light makeup. Nothing too flashy, highlighting only the eyes.
I was in my room finishing getting ready when I heard his voice echoing through the room.
Miguel Henrique's husky voice was unmistakable. I could identify that voice from miles away and I couldn't deny it. It was the perfect blend with his appearance, his beard, his athletic body, and his eyes.
How generous God was with this man!
- Daughter, you look beautiful! - Dad smiled as he came into my room - Can I have a word with you?
- Of course Dad! - I smiled.
- Look, I'm totally against all this, you know!
- I know dad...but it's for a good cause! - I tried to argue - Look, it's the kids ....e
- Olivia, there must be another way! Daughter, this man is famous, rich and influential. He can solve everything without you having to marry him.
My father was totally against the idea of me marrying MH in order to help him with the custody of the chil
