Sasha pulled over in her parents garage, she had received a call from her mom that she should come home and that there is something they want to tell her.

She had already had a really stressful day at the office and is definitely not ready to listen to their complains about her not being married.

She had already told them times without number that she will get married when the time is right, even she herself don't know when will be the right time.

At twenty six, she is not even in any serious relationship, well blame it on the guys, none of them seems to be what they were at first and she is definitely not going to get into a marriage of convenience.

She stepped out of the car and walked around it to the porch, she pressed the doorbell and know her mother will complain once she opens the door to find her, she will be like 'what in the world? How many times will I tell you to stop ringing the bell once you arrive here? For crying out loud Sasha you are not a stranger' she smiled and waited for it.

The door opened to reveal her mother's face, a bright blonde with light gray eyes, she is just identical to her except that she took her father's golden brown eyes, she smiled to the already frowning woman "hi mom."

"Sasha White, how many times will I tell you, stop ringing the bell, the door is always open to you" Angelica White cautioned her daughter for the one hundredth time.

Sasha smiled, she knew that was coming "can I come in?"

Angelica looked frustrated as if she was about to claw her face before hissing and walking into the house, leaving the door open for her to follow "is dad home?" Sasha asked.

"Will be soon, called to say he was delayed at the meeting. How is the company going now?"

"Great, taking everything nice and slow."

Angelica turned to look at her and Sasha sighed, she knows that look "please don't start now mom" she groaned.

"Don't start what? I'm not going to say anything. You just sit there and wait for your dad to come home" she said and walked into the kitchen.

Sasha dropped her bag on the sofa before walking into the kitchen to meet her "so, about what you want to tell me, what could that be that you can't tell me over the phone?"

"I said, wait for your dad to come home young lady. Don't put words in my mouth."

Sasha nodded and looked around the kitchen before grabbing the chopping board to cut the vegetables for her.

***

Nicholas settled with his family after dinner, he looked at his daughter and smiled "Sasha darling, great news."

Sasha couldn't help but smile "what news dad?"

"We received a very interesting proposal" he replied.

Sasha furrowed her brows "what proposal?"

"Now listen to me young lady, we have thought about this for a very long time and realized that you are really going to benefit from it" Angelica put in.

Sasha furrowed her brows more tightly, what are they talking about? "I don't understand."

"I know you don't" Nicolas smiled "we received a marriage proposal from the family you least expect."

Sasha frowned "marriage proposal? For who?"

"What do you mean for who? How many daughter do we have?" Angelica asked with a frown.

Sasha gave a desperate sigh "I can't believe you guys, do you really want me to get married that much that you have to accept a proposal? Mom, I have told you I will get married when the time comes."

"Well the time is now. Sweetheart believe me, if it's anybody else, I wouldn't even accept it but the young man is a man to die for. He is reliable, handsome, respected, and every inch of what you want. Trust me, I know a guy you will like when I see one and you are definitely going to like this one" Angelica smiled brightly.

Sasha gave an exasperated sigh, if there is one thing her mom can do, is to praise boys and you will end up being disappointed when you eventually meet them "I can't believe you guys."

"Honey listen to me, you do know we will always have your best interest at heart. We have already calculated everything and the odds are not against you. You will be well taken care of, you will lack nothing" Nicholas was saying.

"I don't lack anything now dad" she interrupted.

"I know, you are capable of taking care of yourself and you have made your stand in the company, I know and I'm proud of you but this, this is an opportunity to rise higher, you don't know who we are talking about here."

"Who?" She asked.

Angelica smiled "you will know when you see him" and Sasha rolled her eyes, he is even a mystery guy.

"Sweetheart listen to me, do you know that Jack and Jones contract you have had your eyes on for months?" Nicolas asked and Sasha's eyes brightened at the mention of the contract "they will get you that and more."

What the hell? Which family can get her that contract and more "dad, don't play games with me."

Nicholas chuckled "will I deceive you my daughter? I'm telling you the honest truth."

Sasha furrowed her brows "if they can get me that and more, why did they choose me to be their wife?"

"Well, according to the mother, she said they had given the son three marriage proposals and he rejected them but immediately they brought yours to him, he accepted" Angelica smiled that her daughter was chosen above all else.

He chose her at first glance? Did he know her? Or perhaps an old acquaintance? She thought.

"So, what do you say? Think about the good part sweetheart" Nicholas added.

Sasha sighed, she had always been against marriage of convenience and this here now, what is it? "First of all, I need to meet this mysterious guy, if I like him, then I will accept, and if I don't, you better forget about it."

Angelica smiled "and I tell you, you will like him."

Nicholas nodded "that's good, that's very good. I have always known I have an intelligent daughter."

Of course, he will try to praise her now, boot licker, she smiled. After a few more small talks, Sasha went back home thinking about the mysterious guy that is soon to be her husband.

Chapter 2

A week later, Sasha was in a ride with her parents to meet with her soon to be in laws and of course her soon to be husband who is still a mystery to her. She has a nice and scary feeling about this meeting, what if he turns out to be one of her ex who wanted to get back to her for dumping him? What if he is an old acquaintance she had refused to sleep with? Just who is he that he had to accept the proposal to marry her with just a glance?

Driving into the country home, her eyes widened, damn, she is getting married into a rich family. They have already passed the gate but was still driving past a lot of trees and flowers, everywhere was green and wow, captivating. After ten to fifteen minutes drive, they pulled over in front of a mansion with fountains every hundred meters from the first and a lot of statues, the house looked like a fairytale palace, surrounded by a lot of greens and flowers, it's beautiful.

Sasha wowed in her mind, she was already in love with the building, a few house servants came to meet them with smiles. Angelica accepted their greetings, beaming in smile.

They were led into the house and a tall beautiful woman walked up to them in gracious movement, she looked like the Queen of England and if Sasha doesn't know better, she will really believe she is.

"Welcome, welcome" she smiled to them and they was something about her that looks so familiar, her crystal blue eyes really remind her of someone, someone she doubt she would ever meet in her life again.

"Thank you" Angelica smiled and so did Nicolas.

The woman looked at her and smiled "this must be Sasha then, she is more beautiful than I expected."

Sasha smiled to the woman, what a flattering tongue, she thought "it's nice to meet you too."

The woman smiled before leading them into the sitting room, where Sasha believed she would get lost if left alone in the house. The house was huge, she mean huge, her eyes widened as she admired the decoration of the sitting room, with a chandelier that has eight to ten steps, shining brightly in the room. There were three huge portraits hanging on the hall. One was of the woman and another of a man with dark blue eyes, a brunette who she believed must be her husband. Wealth was smelling from him.

The last of the portrait was of a young man who should be at least two years older than her age, he has a pitch black hair that was relaxed on his head, shiny and wet like as if he had just stepped out of the shower, his crystal blue eyes seems to burning into hers as if the portrait was alive and he was looking at her. He had a chiseled jaw and his nose was perfectly pointed, there was a thin, sexy pink line on where his lips should have been. He looked so familiar and when it finally dawned on her, she gasped, after all, one never forgets their first love.

Sasha found herself staring intently at the portrait, could it really be him or has she wished on seeing him again so much that she thinks this person is him? She stared at the man in the portrait next to his and remembers she sees that face a lot, especially in the news, he look so much like Joseph Brown, she looked at the woman in portrait, if he is Joseph Brown, then she is Vanessa Brown and that will make him, she looked at the young man portrait before her, Michael Brown.

She had a sharp intake of breath and looked around her, does this mean she is in the household of the Brown's? The multi billionaire family? She thought about it, of course, only the Brown's can get her the Jack and Jones contract. She turned to face the woman who is chatting so freely with her parents, is she getting married to Michael? She felt her heart beat increasing, she found herself dying to meet this fiancé of hers, can he really be the one? But, it was known then in school that he is gay, that was also the reason she never went after him.

"Joseph will be here any moment now, he is just going through some papers in his study" the woman she has realized as Vanessa told her parents. Sasha's heart was increasingly beating, she really want to ask about him, she wants to be sure he is the one. It will be heartbreaking to have her hope rise for nothing.

"That's okay, we can wait" her mother was saying "what about Michael?"

"Oh he will be here soon, don't worry. I'm pretty sure he is looking forward to seeing his fiancée" Vanessa looked at Sasha with a smile "now I see why he chose her at first glance, she is a beauty."

"Oh please, don't flatter us" Angelica said but with a proud smile evident on her face as she looked at her daughter.

Michael, she said Michael, Sasha's mind kept repeating, can it be a different Michael? Is she mistaken? She can't believe how they were so busy chatting casually when she is about to have a breakdown. Why didn't her parents tell her so that she could mentally prepare herself? She had already concluded within herself that she will never meet him again in this life time of hers and here she is, about to marry him?

Her legs went weak and she sat on the available sofa closest to her, she needs to get her emotion under control, she always deny it but she knows he was the reason she hadn't settle with anybody because she always expect to see his qualities in them and when they don't have it, she get angry and breaks up with them. She wants him, badly but there is always something chasing her away, the fact that he is gay.

The last time she saw him was two years ago when she had traveled to Canada for a meeting. She had seen him as usual in the circle of his male friends or business partners? She can't tell. She had went to the restaurant in her hotel to have a drink and had seen him, she had been shocked out of her wits, he was the last person she had expected to see and as usual, he didn't even notice her and she had stayed in the restaurant stealing glances at him. He had stayed there for nearly three hours, but not once did he glance at her table.

A man greeting her father brought her back from her thoughts, she looked up to see the exact same man she had seen in the portrait, nothing was out of place "welcome" he said.

Nicholas shook hands with him and he turned to look at her "you must Sasha."

She nodded before smiling "yes, nice meeting you."

The man smiled "you are welcome to my home Sasha, I hope you will enjoy us as we hope to enjoy you."

What an easy going man, she thought, despite his wealth "I hope so too."

Joseph smiled before sitting beside his wife and started a discussion with her parents which she was oblivious too, she can't get her mind to stop thinking about her fiancé or the man she believe is her fiancé.

After a good hour of chatting with the Brown's, a tall man stepped into the sitting room, he was wearing a dark blue suit that match with his eyes, a white shirt with two or three buttons open. His hair was plastered on his head and shiny. His chest was broad and he walked elegantly to his parents. Sasha couldn't get her eyes off him, he was just as he was, two years ago, cool and handsome.

He greeted her parents with a nod and only glanced at her briefly, it was just as if he didn't see her there. She swallowed and waited for the introduction which she knows will be coming soon.

"Michael, it's been a long time"

Nicolas and the young man only slightly raised the corner of his lips in a faint smile as a response.

"Son, I believe you know who there are, this is Nicolas White and his wife, Angelica white, we have shared a lot of business contracts with them" Vanessa introduced before looking at her "over here is their daughter, Sasha White, your fiancée."

At that, he looked at her and his crystal blue eyes burned into hers, for the first time for as long as she can remember, he looked at her for as long as fifteen seconds. He only nodded later and looked away from her. She let out a low sigh, step by step, she told herself, after all, he chose her himself.

The family shared a few small talks later before settling for dinner and not for once did her so called fiancé, said a single word to her. The family seemed oblivious to the matter but it burned her, she was really dying to talk to him, he hadn't said a single word since coming in. When talked to, all he did was nod or lift the corner of his lips in a faint smile. She really wants to hear his voice, it's been so long.

She wanted to ask about him, his life, why he chose to marry her and if he still prefer men to women. She just really want to hear him talk and had to force herself to eat, telling herself maybe he will single her out after the dinner, after all, they are about to wed, they need to talk to each other right? Get to know each other, even if they had known each other for thirteen years now, from middle school to high school, they were ?hardly friends.

She could remember then in school, the only words she can say to him were 'hi, hello and goodbye" which he always, always respond with a nod. He hardly speak in class or anywhere in school, so his attitude tonight is not much of a surprise. Back then in school, one can only see him talking to his male friends, never for once had he been seen speaking to a girl and then one day, a junior student saw him in the bathroom with another male junior who had his pants down, that was how it was concluded that he was gay and not for once did he step out to deny it.

After dinner, the family settled to talk about the wedding, they want them married as soon as possible. Sasha stared at him, wanting to know if he will object to anything or choose to add any, but he just sat there as a statue, not saying a single thing. She tried to catch his eyes a few times in order to single him out but after looking at her when his mother introduced her, he has not glanced her way again, and for a brief moment, Sasha wondered if she was doing the right thing, but nothing, nothing will make her happy as she would be, being his wife.

His phone rang and he excused himself to answer it outside, the discussion continued without him and after some minutes, a servant walked in to announce that he was gone. Just like that? Sasha thought, she looked at his parents but they only nodded at the maid and continued with what they were saying, they didn't seem surprise at his attitude and she guessed this might not be the first time and then again, that tiny voice asked her again, if she was doing the right thing, she sighed and asked herself, is she?

Chapter 3

"Sasha love, can you come over to the house please?" Vanessa said sweetly in the phone and Sasha sighed, it's been nearly two weeks now since she left their home, her wedding date has been fixed, she is to be married coming Saturday. Well, it's not a problem to her only that her husband to be has never called her or even asked to meet with her.

"Sure mom" she replied and she could swear she felt her smile, calling the woman mom really makes her happy, maybe it's because she never had a daughter, she thought.

"I'm waiting for you darling" Vanessa replied and hung up the call.

Sasha sighed and stared at the document in her hand, she is getting married but not for once had she gone wedding shopping with her husband to be, she has never been asked to select anything on her own. They had this two big wedding planners taking care of everything, talk about getting married into a rich family. She has an estimation of four hundred guests being invited and she wondered what she will be doing with so much guests.

She dropped the document and stood up from her desk, she picked up her car keys and sighed, it's been nearly two years now since she started this branch of the company and she really wants to make her father proud and nothing will shoot them up to the top front like getting the Jack and Jones contract, although the business plan is to take place in a year's time but they were already looking for the right company to handle it and almost all the growing firms are after it, well including some company's that have never met the light even after being established years ago.

Is she marrying him because of this contract? Of course it has to be for it but she knows deeply within her that it's more than that, in fact the contract is hardly remembered when talking about marrying him. How many years has she fantasized about him? From the very first moment she set her eyes on him in the middle school when she was just thirteen, it had been like that to their high school and they have only been separated because they had to go to different college.

She said goodbye to her secretary and a few others of her staff and walked outside the building, she stepped into her car and reversed from the lot before driving with one destination in mind, the Brown's. She still can't believe she is getting married into that family.

She passed the gate and drive into the country home, she pulled over in front of the mansion and a few servants greeted her, they all knew she is the new bride, the fiancé to the young master. Some of them often wondered why she agreed to marry such a cold man but they shook their head, they already know the answer, if given an opportunity, they will also marry him heartily, for who wouldn't want to marry into such family and not to talk of, he is also incredibly handsome.

She walked into the house to see Vanessa speaking to her son and her heart missed a beat, she never expected to meet him here. She swallowed and walked up to them and Vanessa smiled when she saw her "Darling, you are here" she smiled.

Her fiancé looked at her then, their eyes met and his crystal blue one burned into hers, deriving a shiver from her. She cleared her throat and decided she must talk to him today whether he wants her to or not.

"Come sweetheart, I wanted you both to do something. There is this new wedding dress that arrived in one of Michael's boutique, I need you to try it on" Vanessa said with a smile.

Sasha looked at her startled, she didn't see that coming, she didn't know what to say and just nodded and the woman turned to her son "you hurry up now, so that you can go back to your meeting as you said."?

He nodded and walked out of the house, Sasha didn't know whether to follow him or not but just decided to, she smiled and mouthed goodbye to her soon to be mother in law who waved at her. She rushed outside to see him getting into his limousine and she increased her running pace, she got to the car breathing heavily, when was the last time she ran? She couldn't even remember.

She got into the car beside him and the chauffeur closed the door after her, the limousine backseat was filled with a strong sexy male cologne, she sat on her portion trying her best to keep to her self but she couldn't help stealing glance from him.

He was just sitting there, his eyes were closed and his head rested on his seat, his hands were resting on his thigh, he appeared peaceful and she wondered if he wanted to stay like that till they get to his boutique? No small talks? She mean there are getting married in the next eight days for Christ sake!

Well, no need waiting for him to start, she can always initiate the conversation, she licked her lips and turned to look at him with a determined face "hi Michael" the name felt so sour in her mouth, she had stopped herself from mentioning his name and hardly get in touch with anybody with the name. The two guys she had rejected their advances relationship talk was because their name was Michael.

The man sitting beside her didn't hear her or even if he did, he pretended like he didn't, his eyes were still closed and she swallowed, he couldn't possibly had fallen asleep right? She mean, it's not even up to three minutes he got into the car "how have you been?" She tried again.

Still nothing, she sighed and looked out the window, what could be his problem now? She turned to look at him again and frowned, not accepting to be snubbed like that, she reached out her hand to touch him and he showed the first visible reaction she could see, he flinched.

Maybe not expecting her to touch him, slowly he opened his eyes and the crystal blue eyes were staring intently at her, she felt her heart miss a beat and she swallowed "is there any problem?" He ?asked in this deep seductive voice she had ever heard, his voice was more like a whisper and she actually forgot he asked her question.

When she finally recovered herself, he was still staring at her with a half closed eyes which made him looked sexy, she licked her lips while slowly grazed her teeth on the lower one, she heard him take a sharp intake of breath and when she looked at him again his eyes were closed again. She wanted to talk to him again but decided against it, it's best if she stays on her own for now.

Thirty minutes later they stopped in front of a shopping mall, the chauffeur got down and opened the door for them, he got out first and she followed after. They walked into the shop to receive a lot of greetings from the staff.

"Good evening Mr Brown" was sounding everywhere and he walked straight to a room while Sasha could do nothing but follow him. They got seated and there was a table with tea cups and a jug waiting for them. He poured himself tea and sipped from it. She just sat there looking around the very spacious room like a fifteen year old.

A woman in her late thirties walked in in quick steps, there was a younger girl behind her carrying a very big bag "I'm so sorry Mr Brown, I was just adding the finishing touches" she smiled.

Michael nodded and the woman turned to Sasha "will you like to try it on now Miss?" She asked with a smile. Sasha nodded and walked into the changing room with her. She stared at herself in the full length mirror and her mouth dropped open in awe, she looked like an angelic bride, the gown was pure white, it was off hand but has a lace sleeves that joined from the under arm, it showed out all her curves and then from the knee down, it looked like a freshly blossomed flower and tailed behind her.

She never expect to wear such a gown in her wedding, she turned to immediately to walk out of the room, she can't wait to see Michael's expression. The woman grabbed her hand just as she reached the door "what are you doing?" She asked.

Sasha stared at her as if she had gone nuts and the woman chuckled "haven't you heard of the saying that a groom is not to see the wedding gown until the day itself? If you show him everything now, how can he be surprised on the day?"

Sasha bit her lip, she is right but that only happens if the groom loves the bride, the man out there wouldn't even care if he see it now or on the day, she wanted to say but decided against it, there is no need putting confusion into the woman's mind course even she have not understand what is going on. She took off the gown and put on her original set of clothes.

She walked out of the room to see surprise in his eyes when he saw her but he immediately concealed it, was he expecting to see her in the gown? She thought but before she could even say a thing, he stood up and walked out of the room. She followed him to the limousine and got in after the him. The ride back was as silent as when they were coming. She looked out the window and when she noticed the road was not the way to the Brown's villa, she turned to give him a questioning gaze which he didn't notice or pretended not to notice.

She wanted to ask but told herself to forget it, where he is taking her it's not like he was going to kill her, she thought. Minutes later, the limousine pulled over and she looked out the window to see her house, she was shocked. He dropped her off? But what about her car? She wanted to ask when she notice her car pulling over in the driveway. She looked at Michael but he said nothing, believing she knows what to do. She sighed and nodded "thank you" she muttered when the chauffeur opened the door for her.

She got out and the driver of her car got out too and walked up to her, he handed her the key and got in the limousine with the other chauffeur, she looked at the man in the backseat through the window but can't make out his expression since the glass was tinted that one outside can't see inside. She raised her hand to wave him goodbye but the limousine already started driving off before she could finish the action. She stood there watching the leaving car and the tiny voice came again, can you live like this Sasha? It's not yet late to turn back you know but she shook her head and waved the voice away, it's just a matter of time and she would crack him, she thought and walked into her apartment.