Chase flashed an impish grin. “If you’re so eager, Grandpa, meet her yourself. Like I said, my marriage is my business, and I’m not up for any arranged stuff.”
“Darn it! What’s wrong with that young lady that you’re so against her? You used to carry her on your back when you were kids.”
“Granddad, I’ve given piggyback rides to plenty of girls. Am I supposed to marry all of them? Enough of this. I’ve got stuff to do. Gotta run.” After saying that, he winked at Sasha, signaling her to end the call.
Sasha, with mischief written all over her face, teased him, “Not even curious to meet your betrothed? What if she’s a knockout? You’d be missing out, buddy.”
Chase rolled his eyes at her. “Even if she were Aphrodite herself, I wouldn’t marry her!”
Right then, Sasha’s phone pinged with a new message. It was from her mom. She tapped the screen and saw a photo of a roguish, carefree man.
As her eyes focused on his features, they widened in shock. It was none other than the guy right in front of her.
When she read her mom’s text, Sasha’s heart skipped a beat. [Sasha, this is the man picked out for your arranged marriage. He’s quite handsome. Don’t you think? Maybe give it a thought?]
Meanwhile...
Clara hung up the phone and closed her eyes, trying to regain her composure. Now that Ian had brought her home, Sierra and Heidi wouldn’t let her off easily. She had to stay vigilant.
The bedroom door swung open, and Ian stood there in sleek black leisurewear. His dark eyes were unfathomable, his features were sharp, and the seductive curve of his eyes was enough to make anyone swoon.
He strode over to the bedside and set a tray down on the nightstand. Leaning over, he planted a kiss on Clara’s lips. His husky voice resonated close to her ear.
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