That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
The Warlord's Lovely Prize
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Requiem of A Broken Heart
"How come the pictures they could get are blurry ones?" Francis ask, starring at the pictures put on his desk by Jerome, Francis friend since childhood.
"Do you want me to eliminate the investigators?" Jerome ask, pulling out his knife.
"For what?"
"For doing a bad job" Jerome reply.
"Put that back. There's no need killing him, I should have gone myself to check her out, afterall I'm the one getting married" Francis said, standing up to reveal the dragon tattoo he had drawn on his right arm.
"Do you really have to get married to her? You don't know her, haven't ever seen her, yet you want to marry her? I think you should reconsider" Jerome said, trying to persuade his friend.
"I already told you. It's father's last wish and I intend to fulfil it. How are the new recruit coming along?" Francis ask.
"They are doing fine. Gray and Victor are helping them settle in and there's a guy coming from California today, once he arrive, their training will begin" Jerome inform.
"About this marriage of yours, I still think you don't have to do it" Jerome added quickly.
"My mind has been made and you can't change it. Send a word to the Lopez family that in five days time our marriage will take place and I want Cassandra here" Francis order.
Knowing he won't be able to change Francis mind, Jerome left to do his bidding.
Francis stood alone in his office, looking coldly at the garden when a lady barge in.
"Have you made your decision?" The lady ask and slowly, Francis turn to give her his attention.
"I'm getting married in five days time" he said coldly.
"So you've chosen to discard me, right?"
"You've known all along that our relationship is a temporary one, Sugar" Francis said, his voice hardening.
"Why? Is it because you are the boss and I am just a f**king slave?" Sugar ask, feeling hurt that he choose to marry a stupid girl from California over her.
"Do you want the truth?" Francis ask and when she said nothing, he continued.
"You are no wife material. Yes, you are good in bed and we had wonderful s*x but that's all. You aren't someone who can stay with one man for long, I know that for a fact, Sugar or do you think I'm a fool who doesn't know how you f**k around with my men?" As soon as he said that, Sugar got pale.
"Those men don't mean a thing to me. You are the only one I love" Sugar said quickly.
"Love? I think you should stop kidding yourself by saying you love me. We are two of a kind, Sugar. We take pleasure from each other but never give out our heart, so when you say you love me, I know it's a lie"
"But Francis I...."
"Enough! I'm getting married in five days, you've heard my answer and so, I want you to leave" Francis said with his usual authoritative tone.
Knowing she couldn't disobey him when he is in this strict mode, Sugar left his office.