Chapter two

Chapter two

Aiden's POV

I don't really know what the problem is with my dad. I mean who forced his son to get married in less than a week? For what? Just because of some damned business growth!

I can't say I hate him, but he's really making it difficult not to.

I just hope this lady I met on this dating site turns up. I have never entertained the idea of dating sites or apps, it had been Fred's idea. But when you have been threatened by your father with your position as a CEO, I think I'm justified.

"Have you phoned her yet?" I ask Fred who is seated next to me in the plane.

My eyes glanced over at the other passengers that were also seated and I felt my stomach turn. I have never used a commercial flight, but now I had to because my dad had seized my private jet. I should have booked a first class flight but those weren't available till two days later and I don't have two days. I was in a damn hurry. Everything just sucks balls these past few days.

"There's no reception on this planet, sir. I will phone her immediately we land" came the reply from Fred.

A groan of frustration escaped my lips. Truly, everything sucks balls.

I turned my gaze to the window by my side and just watch the fluffy white clouds.

Soon enough, the plane lands at our destination. My bodyguards unload the little stuffs I had while Fred follows behind me as I walked briskly in the airport.

"I'm calling her now sir" Fred said as he places his phone on his ear. I waited for a response from the other end but all I hear is the sound of a cell ringing, no response.

My patience is starting to get used up at the moment. You can't blame me, tomorrow is the deadline my dad gave me to get a wife. What an unfortunate ordeal I find myself in, right?

"Give me that!" I snatch the phone from Fred's hand and he flinches. Dialing the phone number again, I placed the phone on my ear.

It got picked on the first ring, will deal with Fred later.

"Where are you?" I didn't wait to revive any greetings before hurling a question at her.

"He–hello, Me. Aiden Brookes?"

Uhn? This wasn't the voice of the lady I'm to get married to. And also, why does her voice sound fidgety?

"Hello, what's going on?" I ask.

"Um...Rachael asked me to tell you that...um...she–" this person was stuttering non stop and I'm really getting pissed off by it.

"What the heck did she say?!" I yelled impatiently, earning a gasp from whoever was on the other line.

"She–she said she's ba–backing...out..." the person stuttered. I froze in my movement abruptly in puzzlement of what I just heard. Was she kidding or...

"What?" I asked.

"That was what she said, sir–" I didn't allow her to finish speaking before I lashed my words at her.

"What! What do you mean she's backing out?" I know my voice is so loud, it could wake the deal but I don't care right now even if passers by query my actions.

"Where do you want me to get a wife before tomorrow now, uhn? Tell me!" I yelled again and I'm sure I can smell the fear emanating from the lady I'm speaking with.

"I–I'm sorry...sir b–but that's all I can...say–" were the last words that came from her before she unannouncedly hangs up.

"What the–" I am stunned, I look at the screen of the phone like I wasn't sure of what just happened.

I looked at Fred still with a puzzled expression on. The latter just stared back at me clueless on what to say. I can't believe this is happening, I run my hand through my brown hair trying to think of a way I could get myself a wife before the following day.

"Excuse me sir!" I heard suddenly, a feminine voice from behind me. I had already swerved around before I knew I shouldn't have, who would be calling me in such a mannerless manner?

A young woman comes to my view, I couldn't help but notice the exaggerated sway of her hips. I tore my gaze of that and looked up at her. But then I turn to Fred.

"Who's she?" I asked him but the lady replied instead.

"I'm the lady willing to get married to you" she blurts out and I once again freeze to the spot. Okay, I'm starting to get too much of shocking declarations today.

"Rachael?" I asked, thinking it was my online fiancé that was playing tricks on me. But the confused arching of her brows says she wasn't.

"No I..I'm Nora, Nora –" I don't have time for introductions.

"Why do you want to get married to me?" I asked her coldly.

"Be–because...I want to get revenge on my ex" her chest is pushed forward when she said that. Hmm...confident, I like that. I little smirk subconsciously spread across my thin lips.

"I see, can we get to it now?" I asked her and quickly waved my hand at Fred, he got the message and began to make calls for the preparation of the wedding.

"What, like now?" she asked, visibly stunned.

"Yeah" I nod affirmatively.

"What about my kids?" she asked and I tilt my head upwards and arch my brows. She has kids? There sure are a lot of crazy ladies out there these days.

"Kids?"

"Yes, Aria, Archie come over here" she says as she gestured to two identical kids. They both sauntered over to us. She held her arms over their shoulders and smiled at me.

"This is Aria and Archie, their five" she introduced and I'm already feeling disgusted by all these. Am I really going to get married to a mother? How terrible can my day really get?

"Do...di we have a deal?" her question pulls me out of my thoughts of self pity.

I released a long sigh and nodded my head, "Sure, deal" and I stretched my hand for an handshake.