Chapter 2 Finding Instant Wife

• In Capital Z, only the most elite could afford membership in the 'Luxury Bar'. His cousin Gab Kenley, is the owner of this bar. He’s the type of playful boy next- door.
• The two often meet here for a drink and share personal and business insights.
• “What’s up, man?” Gab cheerfully greeted Bill as he entered their VIP room.
• Bill had almost finished one bottle of whiskey when his cousin arrived. After Gab sitting down, he started to share with him about his parents’ demands.
• "Woah! Then maybe it's time for you to get a wife." Gab let out a big smile at Bill.
• Bill sneered at him as a warning for him to stop joking around.
• “Okay then, how about considering Trishia Meyer? You know man, she is crazy about you. Uncle Ed and Aunt Kelly will surely love her. She came from a political dynasty family. She has a strong political backup. It’s going to be a win-win man! ” Gab suggested with a bright hint in his eyes, expecting to hear approval from Bill.
• Trishia Meyer is the daughter of Senator Gregory Meyer, who is expected to run for the next presidency in Capital Z. She's strikingly beautiful and hot. She's the perfect definition of 'Barbie' with 100% aggressiveness. Trishia used her money lavishly to track down Bill's schedule every day, that's why she suddenly appeared wherever Bill was. She is viciously obsessed with him.
• Bill was stuck in deep thinking. He kept on drinking from his glass and said: "Hell no way! As clever as Trishia Meyer, I cannot give her the advantage of tying me up in front of my parents." He firmly sees what's coming with him presenting Trishia Meyer to his parents. That's a checkmate. He cannot let that happen.
• Gab was a bit surprised with his answer. He poured more whiskey into Bill's glass, "Well, consider Jane Foster then, if your parents like her then give it to them."
• Upon hearing the name 'Jane Foster', Bill's mood changed. He was exceedingly irritated and his grip on his glass hardened. 'This woman's name is a curse.' He thought while drinking his whisky bottoms up.
• After 2 bottles of whiskey, they've decided to go home separately.
• Outside, he is already accompanied by his bodyguard. While they were heading to the basement parking where his driver was waiting, he decided to call his secretary to make arrangements for him. He will let his secretary worry about it.
• It’s already 2 a.m., three rings, but no answer from the other side. He is now a little agitated.
• He is Bill Sky, 1st ring should be answered, that is his mortal rule. As his secretary, you should be willing to give all yourself to serve him 24/7 or you will be punished, but of course, it comes with great and reasonable compensation. No one dares to make him wait.
• He continued walking in the hallway while holding his phone to his ear when suddenly his lips were invaded by fascinatingly sweet mixed with alcohol taste lips. ‘Shit! Who is this crazy woman?’ He angrily thought while putting his phone back in his pocket.
• 'But wait, this kiss is so fucking addictive. These fucking lips are so smooth! I want more!' There is no way he will let her go just like this. No one can just simply kiss him wherever and whenever they want. He cannot help to feel the urge to take her down straight away right there, right that very moment.
• In a blink of an eye, George, the bodyguard was dumbfounded. 'Who's this crazy woman? Where did she come from? She's so fucking dead! I am so fucking dead!' He couldn't believe that this had happened in an instant while he carefully tailing his Boss. When George was about to grab away the girl fast, he stopped. His Boss seemed to enjoy the situation.
• George had never seen his Boss like this before. In so many instances, girls tried flirting with him on some high-end occasions, but he always ended up dragging them out on his Boss’s order. Remembering this, George was again dumbfounded as he couldn’t help watching his Boss’s every action. Noticing his Boss’s intimacy, he paved his way to the corner and waited for them to wrap up.
• Bill suddenly grabbed her waist and closed the gap between their bodies. He held her tight and pressed her body against the wall. With his body cornering her, he crushed her lips and the kiss became torrid until the other party stopped cooperating.
• "Oopsie. My Bad!" She smiled seductively at him. In an inch, she stared at the man she just kissed passionately, but couldn't see him clearly. It's completely blurred. She tried to open her eyes, but it seemed that her eyeglasses were full of mist. She was completely drunk and she was controlled by alcohol. In her drunken state, she had to admit that this man was undeniably a good kisser.
• Holding his two shoulders, she tried pushing him to free herself from his tight embrace. Using all her strength left, she forced herself to squeeze out of him, but it was to no avail. Now she panicked like crazy. Back to her senses, her smile diminished all of a sudden.
• ‘Who is this jerk? What the hell he’s doing to me?’ Her thoughts are like thunder rumbling loudly in her head.
• "Please let me go!" She asked him with begging eyes. Yes! She got it. She cannot solve this by force and might as well play like an obedient and adorable puppy to her master.
• "Not a chance my Dear! "His voice is very playful yet firm and full of masculinity, bearing a big wave of authority. He tightened his grip on her waist, sending shivers and pleasure in her entire body. Plus, his scent was very compelling to her nose. Without seeing the man's face she already knew that he was a man of elegance and power.
• She was extremely satisfied with his every touch that her body was honestly wanting him for more but she can’t let this man do whatever he wanted to her. She didn’t know him. ‘He is a total stranger and a freak!’ she thought.
• "Plakk!" a blaring sound came out. She slapped him. She slapped the man who just called her 'My Dear'. She slapped the man whose strength was so overly strong. She struggled crazily trying hard to free herself from this hot rock-like chest. 'Damn this man!'
• "Damn this girl!" Bill snapped out from his intimate pursuit. He suddenly grabbed her two arms and pinned her against the wall using his full strength almost on the brink of breaking her bones.
• Upon hearing the loud sound of a slap, George immediately sneaked out from the corner and found out his Boss was being beaten by a girl. 'You are really dead girl!!'
• "Do you know me? How dare you put a hand on me? You want to die?" Bill with arrogance, asked angrily the girl who just slapped him. He is so furious that he could kill. He grabbed her neck with one hand. He had never been slapped in this lifetime. He is Bill Sky, no one dared to hurt him. He is the leader of the 'Ruthless King' company. There is no way he will be slapped just like that.
• "Let go of me, you Freak! I don't need to know you. I don't care who you are!" She cried out loud while finding her breath. She will never let this freak win.
• She should be fast. This man is crazy. She will not allow him to hurt her. In the blink of an eye, she abruptly pounced his balls by her knee with all her strength left.
• "Shit! You Bitch!" The man crouched down instantly.
• She used this freedom to run away swiftly like lightning bolts. She disappeared in a split second.
• George rushed back to his Boss and helped him stand. With what happened, he saw his Boss bearing the pain with a devilishly angry face, but what he thought of was the fate of the girl. 'Poor girl! Your life is finished!' George knew his Boss very well. He will not let her run away from him just like that. She can never hide away from him. 'Even a needle that fell into the ocean, he can find it, what more to this poor girl?' George's train of thoughts ran wild while assisting his Boss walking towards his car.
• Bill waved his hand and stopped him. He stood firmly and faced him with a commanding voice "Get her! Find her! Bring her to me right away!" With a look that could kill, Bill ordered his bodyguard.
• George got the message speedily. With a nod, George respectfully responded, “Got it. Mr. Sky.”
• Feeling satisfied with his bodyguard’s confirmation, he settled himself inside his car and the driver drove smoothly.
• In the backseat, Bill closed his eyes while crossing his long legs and leaned his head on the headrest. What happened just a while ago occupied his mind. 'That bitch!' This girl really had the nerve to hit him. This angered him to hell. He could feel his blood crazily boiling all over his body. He must find this girl and teach her a good lesson that she will never forget.
• He was stuck in deep thinking again when the kiss they shared popped out. He couldn't help to bite his lower lip. It seemed like he was trying to regain the taste of her lips. 'Damn that woman!' he cursed. With a devilish smirk, 'I'll see you again soon!'
• At 10 a.m., Inside Bill’s office, George and his secretary laid a file on his table.
• “Sir, as you ordered. I found this information from a reliable source.” George started reporting to his Boss.
• Satisfied with his bodyguard’s prompt investigation, Bill carefully read her information.
• Name: Arabella Jones.
• Age: 25
• Residence: Block 45. West Gate Homes.
• Occupation: Professional Make-Up Artist
• Status: Single
• At this moment, he went through scrutinizing her photos.
• She wore baggy clothes, matching big-rimmed eyeglasses with short dry hair. There's no elegance in her. She looked shabby.
• ‘This woman is not my type at all.’ He firmly concluded. Thinking of her kiss. ‘Why is her fucking kiss so good?’ Bill exclaimed while closing his thoughts.
• “Bring her to me right away!” He suddenly walked towards the 360-degree glass wall over-viewing the city.
• With his two hands inside his pocket, he thought, 'Arabella Jones, too late to escape from me!' with a smirk he continued with his gaze outside.