LOVING THE REJECTED BILLIONAIRE

“Say yes, mommy. Please?”

I look at the happy chubby kid shouting her plea from the crowd behind me. As if she understands what saying yes to this means. Kids nowadays, though! But for her too, I want this. I want to be the mother she never had. I want to give her a complete family she both deserves and longs for. I love her like my own, and I vouch she will never know the discrepancy between her and my own children, because I consider her my first child. I want to make both of them so happy, and choke them with my unconditional love and care.

I turn to mi amore.

“Even if you ask me this a million times, my answer is and will always be the same. YES! I want to be your wife, Adrian Ashton. I will marry you.” I mumble, and as he slides the gold ring on my middle finger, his face shinning with a beautiful smile, the room is filled with shouts of cheers and laughter and claps which are too loud, summoning in some young people in red with trays in their hands. I turn to Andy, wrapping my arms around him while. He really did plan for this. “I love you. I love you. I love…” He shuts me up with a kiss, without minding whether his daughter is watching or not, and since I seem to have lost my manners and sense too, we dive deep into the kiss, getting lost in its magic, savouring every bit of it and this fascinating moment.

“Alright! Alright, guys! You are making us jealous now.” A voice says from behind me, making us break the kiss and I mentally curse him – Ambrose. We pull away, taking a glass of champagne each like everyone else, and Andy pulls me to his side, tightly pressing me to him in a possessive stance.

“I’m in a good mood today, so if you are so jealous, just pull your wife on your lap and kiss her however you want. Just make sure my daughter doesn’t see any of it, though.” Andy responds, making me wonder, didn’t Angel see us just now? I mean, that’s worse than seeing someone else doing that, right?

“Don’t you dare take that back? Anyways, congratulations to both of you. Best of luck. And now,” he turns to the crowd, “ladies and gentlemen, let’s drink with the newest couple in the country, Adrian and Tania. Cheers!””Cheers!” We all chorus together, raising our glasses and clicking them, and we sip on our drinks, with people coming to hug us, not withholding their warm congratulatory messages.

“Mmh.” Rita clears her throat as she gets to us. She seems to be having a lot of jokes to crack, which is why she had to come last. But today, I’m in a romantic mode and not in a gossip or jokes mode, so she will have to forgive me. “Congratulations my friends.” She gave us both a hug and turns to me. “So, no more stupid and silly jerk! The jerk won your heart after all, or is it the other way around?” She jokes. I knew it, she has prepared a lot of it.

“Not now, Rita. But yes, no more jerks. He is Andy. My Andy.” I say, looking at him. Suddenly I feel bad calling him a jerk. He has proven that he isn’t, in so many ways.””I don’t mind being called a jerk. As long as you love me.” He says, kissing me on the hair.

“Thank you so much, my friend, for mending this broken wreck’s heart. We were almost giving up on him when you came into his life. I am so happy for both of you. Congratulations once again.” She braces us for a twin hug. She is my only friend, and I know she means well to us.

“Daddy?” The cute angel calls just when Rita was about to speak again. Huh, this one can lecture us the whole night if given a chance. Andy beds and scoops the little girl in his arms. She is glowing differently tonight. Her birthday is coming up in two weeks, and I can’t wait for that.

“How is my beautiful princess?”

“I’m a fine daddy.” She says, giving him a small peck on the cheeks and then she pulls away, her round baby eyes falling on me. This kid though, why is she all smiles on me now? Even Andy is confused by her.

“Baby? This is what you wanted, right? For her to become your mommy?”She stares at me for a minute, not responding or looking at her father.

“Thank you, mommy.” That came out too deep, almost making me tear up, but I think I have cried enough tonight, so I summon a smile.

“I’m so happy to have the best daughter in the whole world as my daughter. I love you so much, princess.””I love you so much, mommy and daddy.”

“We love you too, baby.” We chorus together, and now, she pulls us together with her small hands for a group hug. I will defend this beautiful family that God has given me with my life. They are my happiness and my life.

“I feel sleepy.” The girl whispers as we pull away from the hug, and she really looks sleepy. It’s past ten anyway, past her bedtime.

“Alright. Come, dear.” Rita says, and Andy hands Angel to her after kissing her.

“Be careful with her.” He says, and Rita nods her head. I thought that the party is over now, so why did he give Angel to Rita?

The next couple of minutes are spent with people exchanging pleasantries, making fun of Andy and also expressing their joy in the step he has taken. Seems like a lot of people were genuinely worried about him. But all that is over now. I am here, to make him and his daughter happy by showering them with love.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Minutes have passed, but people don’t seem to luck words to say to us, but a beat of a jazz, Yes I Do, distracts us all, shutting our mouths to obey its slow, calming romantic beat.

“That’s our dance.” Andy whispers, as he takes my hand and we move away from the people, taking the red carpet stage, while the rest of the people partner in pairs. We all start moving to the rhythm of the beat, each couple getting lost in their own way, in their different worlds. In our case, Andy and I, are in a world where nothing matters but us. Where the only language spoken is love. The perfect world of love.