Semua Bab 60 Days to Get Married: Bab 11 - Bab 16

I looked at the dresses on the mannequins, and they were all extravagant wedding gowns—white silk dresses, with lace and many layers that made them look enormous. Although I thought they were beautiful, they weren't my style at all. I continued walking and looking at the clothes racks. A woman approached me and then looked at Sebastian, who was perfectly handsome and neat, but with a casual shirt sleeved up to his elbows and stained with dirt. The woman was giving him a sidelong glance with a judgmental look that I couldn't stand."Hey," I said, and the girl turned around. "Can you get my friend a nice shirt? He needs a change after making millions a month."The girl's eyes widened, and she quickly hurried to another part of the store. I stood looking at the dresses until I finally spotted one that seemed to be calling to me. It was a strapless dress with a sweetheart neckline and a gorgeous corset that could be adjusted to any figure. The bodice was covered in intricate floral lace,

I walked away from the place, my fists clenched tightly, filled with an indescribable rage. When I was just a block from my office, I shuddered and stopped dead in my tracks. I felt like someone was following me or watching me. I turned discreetly, but I couldn't see anyone nearby. I hurried to the office and went up to my desk. I noticed we were running low on some printing supplies we needed, so I went to one of my suppliers' websites to place an order, but all I got was a message in red saying the order couldn't be processed."What the hell?" I blurted out.I tried accessing another provider's website, and after placing the same order, I received another denied notification. Quickly, I grabbed the phone and called the bank.I had barely finished the call, my heart pounding, when Kathe walked in, looking confused."Did something happen?" she asked."My accounts are frozen..." I whispered."What?!" Kathe practically shouted, bursting into the office."The bank just told me I can't ma

I watched him closely; there was pure malice in his eyes. This was just a game for him. I said nothing. I clenched my jaw and we didn't break eye contact. He shifted a little; he was getting impatient. "You know, for a mobster, you have neither patience nor talent," I blurted out, which made him open his mouth."Hey... You... How..." he began to form a sentence. "What the hell? Who do you think you are, little girl? You know you could end up in serious trouble here, right?"He said, and from one of the pockets inside his jacket, he pulled out a revolver and pointed it directly at my face, between my eyes. At that moment, my heart began to pound. I hadn't seen any gun, so it caught me completely off guard and made me swallow hard."Well, you're not saying much now that you have a gun pointed at your face, are you? You know, I was starting to like you, too bad my instructions are very clear... Well, then... What are you going to decide?"I stared at him, through the bullet he was point