Vincent stared at the petite woman beside him, giggling and wiggling her legs. For once in his life, he didn't understand himself.
This woman.
She had suddenly barged into his life today and dragged him into her family drama… yet, surprisingly, he found himself getting invested in it. He wanted to know more about her, the bold, rebellious lady. He was curious.
Vincent was known to avoid women who flocked around him, except when he wanted to have fun. Women rarely got close to him unless it was for the bed.
But when she kissed him… his heart skipped a beat for the first time.
He didn't push her away simply because he liked the feeling. He didn't want it to stop.
Her scent lingered around him, capturing his senses. She smelled like vanilla, soft, tempting. He hated women who drowned themselves in strong perfumes just to get his attention, but for some reason… he liked hers.
That was the reason he decided to keep her within his grasp.
The idea of marrying her instead had come to him instantly. He just… didn't want her to slip away.
"Hum… Mr. Vincent, where exactly are you taking me to?" Rose suddenly asked.
"To my house, of course"
Rose panicked slightly at the thought of him taking her there. Yes, she was already married to him… but she didn't like the idea.
If she remembered correctly, she still lived in her father's house.
Her expression dimmed as she recalled her father's last words before leaving. Still, she decided to try, maybe he had calmed down… maybe he had changed his mind.
"Mr. Vincent, I don't think that's a good idea for now. I have a home, and I'd like to return to my family… we can still be seeing each other"
Vincent raised an eyebrow.
He clearly remembered her father disowning her earlier.
He could sense the lie in her words… but he didn't bother to press further.
"Direct Leon to your house. We'll drop you off there"Vincent said, a faint edge of anger in his tone.
He was annoyed.
Not because she refused him,.but because she lied.
Rose began directing Leon along the road. Thankfully, she had a strong memory and still remembered the way.
Finally, they arrived at the Preston villa.
As Rose stepped out of the car, Vincent spoke
"I'll be back to pick you up tonight"
His voice was cold as the window rolled up immediately.
"Thanks for today" Rose said, waving at the tinted glass.
She gave an awkward smile… especially at how quickly the window went up.
Holding the hem of her wedding gown, she walked toward the villa.
The moment she stepped inside a sharp slap landed across her right cheek.