Chapter 5: Monitoring her movement

"Mom..." Charles approached his mother and hugged her, while she smiled at him and said, "Charles... You haven't answered my question yet. I was waiting for you to return home first so that we can have our dinner together as a family."

"Good evening, Mom," Charles greeted his mother as he hugged her shoulders, and walked with her towards the dining room.

He replied, "She's the one, and she's very pretty."

"Hmm," First Lady Kira smiled, keeping silent as she watched Charles pull out a dinner chair for her to sit down first. She sat down elegantly on the first chair and continued to watch her handsome son while Charles sat on the next chair beside her on the right at the dining table.

Charles continued, "Mom, she's the one, and she's very cute. Where did you see her photo from? As I really do like her."

"Mm," First Lady Kira smiled as she watched the maids step out of the kitchen and walk up to the dining table to serve dinner for both her and Charles. President Nolan Alejandro wasn't around, being in a presidential meeting.

First Lady Kira smiled and replied to Charles, "Your father already made it known to some of his cabinet members that he was looking for a bride for you, to know if any of his members had pretty daughters that you would like and choose from."

"Hmm, thanks, Mom. I really do like Nancy, but..." Charles's words trailed off as he remembered how Nancy had run away from him.

His mother asked, "But what, Charles?"

First Lady Kira frowned as she watched her only son act nervously. She waited for the maids to finish serving the dinner and leave before asking again, "Charles... Do you want us to cancel the wedding? The wedding is in two days, and you cannot embarrass your father and me in public, in front of all our prominent guests."

"I know, Mom, but the truth is that Nancy ran away from me when I went to welcome her home upon her return to the city and to her family house too." Charles shook his head in embarrassment, covering his face with both palms, remembering how Nancy had run away, but recalling how seductively her hips had moved and swayed.

Charles smiled, not realizing his mother was still staring at him angrily, as she wasn't finding his revelation amusing at all.

She snapped, "What? Charles, how dare Nancy run away from you? We need to cancel the wedding right now. Didn't her parents inform her that she was going to marry you, and the wedding is the day after tomorrow?"

"No, Mother... You cannot call off the wedding," Charles refuted, and his mother's jaw dropped as she stared at her only son, saddened that he had fallen in love with a seemingly silly lady.

"Don't tell me that you still want to go ahead and marry that lady who doesn't love you, Charles. I cannot allow that to happen," First Lady Kira added.

"I know, Mother, but you and Father have always wanted me to marry, and now, I cannot change my choice again. I can understand Nancy's fears... She's getting married to the president's son, so she has to be scared," Charles said, smiling sadly, but his mother shook her head and replied, "No, Charles... She's supposed to be happy with you that you've chosen her. Any other lady out there would have been happy and very excited that you've chosen her to become your wife. She would shower you with love. How dare Nancy run away from you, and you take it lightly with her family? Where's my phone? I need to get her arrested and deal with her this minute, before throwing her behind bars too."

"No, Mother!" Charles snapped, startling his mother, and he said, "You cannot do that. If I don't marry Nancy, then know that I won't marry any other lady either."

"What?" Kira's jaw dropped again as she turned speechless, staring at her only son in shock.

She shook her head and said, "No, Charles. This is not happening... I will find another bride for you to marry, okay? And that's not a problem, as there are many other pretty ladies out there, and also more attractive than Nancy."

"No, Mother... I want Nancy Marlon, I really do want Nancy. I want to feel her love, her warmth, and I believe that with time she will love me too."

"Just give Nancy some time, Mom, and know that I'm truly in love now," Charles smiled, surprising his mother even more, whose jaw was left agape. She gulped as Charles said, "Let's have our dinner, Mom, before it gets cold."

"Okay, Son," First Lady Kira subtly blamed herself in her heart for choosing Nancy's photo first. She had seen many photos of pretty young women since every family wanted their daughter to marry her only son. Even though they ridiculed and wrote nonsense about her family online, it didn't deter them from sending millions of photos to her personal assistant.

First Lady Kira had personally selected Nancy's photo first the moment her eyes fell on the pretty lady's photo, along with the other two young women's photos. 

Knowing Charles wouldn't have the time to go through all the photos to choose a bride, First Lady Kira now subtly blamed herself, wishing she had never picked Nancy's photo. 

"If it wasn't that Charles loves women and is rumored to be a playboy, then what would have given the young lady the right to reject my only son, and even run away from him. Hmm," First Lady Kira sighed heavily, thinking to herself, and Charles finally asked, "Mom, is everything alright?"

"Yes, Charles," First Lady Kira replied, thinking to inform her personal assistant to place a monitoring team on Nancy. Nancy wouldn't just run away from Charles like that, not under her watch.

"I really need to do a personal background check on Nancy to know if she already has a secret lover somewhere, as the reason she rejected Charles. Hmm," First Lady Kira thought to herself and sighed again. But Charles didn't ask her what was wrong as they continued eating their dinner silently in the dining hall.

After the dinner session ended, Charles stood up first from the dining chair, ready to retire back to his bedroom on the third floor. He said to his mother, "Good night, Mom."

"Yeah, good night, Charles," First Lady Kira replied as Charles leaned closer to her and pecked her on her right cheek, then walked away towards the living room stairs, climbing them to go back upstairs to his bedroom.

Charles decided to use the stairs to exercise his mind, thinking about why Nancy had run away from him.

He stepped into his sitting room first and then walked to his bedroom. As he entered his bedroom, he picked up Nancy's photo that he had kept on the headboard.

Charles kissed Nancy's photo on her pink lips, which he admired the most, and said, "So pink and lovely. I cannot wait to have you as my wife, and to be kissing you every time on these beautiful pink lips of yours every day."

Charles smiled and kissed Nancy's photo again, feeling his whole body yearning for her.

He asked himself, "But why did she run away from me? Am I ugly now?"

Charles frowned and walked up to his bedroom mirror to examine his face. He had short black hair on his head, and his short beard were neatly shaped; as he was a tall, handsome, black man.

Charles murmured, "Maybe she doesn't like guys with beards. But she's so beautiful, and I cannot reject her now. Maybe she has a boyfriend? I'm so sure that she must have one...."

Charles frowned, thinking about Nancy having a boyfriend, and that her boyfriend was the main reason she had run away from him. He cussed out, "Nonsense! Is her boyfriend finer than me? I cannot reject her now, and Mother shouldn't dare to hurt her too. What am I even ranting about?"

Charles walked back to his bed, picked up his telephone, and placed a call to Stevo Brights, who was his head security man and very trusted in managing his security affairs.

Charles needed Stevo to monitor whatever activities Nancy was involved in, her phone calls, her text messages, and to find out if she already had a boyfriend she was probably calling.

Charles said coldly, "Hello, Stevo."

Stevo froze and replied, "Hello, boss. Good evening." 

Stevo was in the security house inside the villa.

Charles said, "I want you to hire some trained personnel in the field of hacking to monitor and give me a 24-hour report on my chosen bride. I will forward her details to you shortly. You should find out what she does, who she calls, and speaks with daily. Is that understood?"

"Yes, boss."

"Anything else that you need me to do for you, boss?" Stevo asked.

"No, that's all," Charles replied, and the phone call ended.

Charles sighed and stared back at Nancy's photo, which he was still holding in his right hand, and he said, "I cannot wait to have you as my bride, and in just two days. You will be in my bed, moaning sweetly to my deep thrusts. Damn it! I just hope she doesn't run away before our wedding."