Chapter 3

Before she could blink, the man was right in front of her with his face a few inches away from her face.

"You, Amelia got drunk and almost fucking killed your self and what the heck where you doing driving drunk in a wedding dress?" The man asked as he cupped Amelia's cheek.

Amelia was too stunned to speak as she stared at the Greek god in front of her.He looked so beautiful, she used the term beautiful to define him because he had a slight feminine aura surrounding his looks.

"Why are you so bothered about that Mr handsome?" Amelia asked as she moved her face closer to that of Mr handsome, their lips were just an inch apart.

"I'm not bothered, I hate seeing my car's get hurt" Mr handsome said as he pushed Amelia back on the bed. He walked to the windows as he drew open the blinds. As the sun reflected into his eyes, his tanned skin almost glowed as Amelia could do nothing but stare.

"I don't want to get involved in your personal life Amelia. Considering the fact you were pronounced dead last night, I'd get you some Tylenol and we'd be off" Mr handsome said not giving her a chance to respond he walked out of the room.

Amelia slumped deeper into the bed as she ran her fingers through her hair. She was frustrated and angry for allowing herself to get fooled and used by such a man.

Wasn't she enough for him? Or wasn't she pretty enough?.

She asked herself as she jumped off the bed, walking to the mirror as she stared at herself in a pink underwear which she was yet to notice. She turned around looking at her body, she wasn't too tall for a lady, she was average in height but really curvy.

Her brunette hair stopped right above her waist, her waist was snatched and accompanied with a bubble butt that made heads turn wherever she went. Strawberry legs and a flat stomach.

What else could a man ask for? But there was a downside to all this prettiness, she got angry at every slight provocation but she didn't think it mattered at all.

Amelia shook her head reminding herself that it was Diego's loss and not her's. She looked at herself in the mirror as she squinted ever so slowly.

She slept in her underwear on the same bed with a man!

A small taint of red covered her cheeks as the door opened, Mr handsome walked into the room with a young girl who was dressed as a maid behind him.

"Make sure she showers and puts on something, also serves her breakfast and makes sure she takes the pill" Mr handsome said to the maid who nodded as she pushed her cart further into the room. Mr handsome's eyes jammed with Amelia's as he stared at her coldly giving her a slight nod before walking out of the room.

Amelia stood unmoving for a while, that frigid look in his eyes was the same Diego gave her anytime he was angry. Come to think about it, they looked almost the same.

"Do you know who that man is?" Amelia suddenly asked the maid who was serving breakfast.

"I suggest you stop asking questions and go shower, miss" the maid said, her lips pressed into a thin line as she said the last word. When Mr handsome was in here with them, Amelia noticed a faint look of admiration on her face so it was certain she knew who Mr handsome truly was.

"Where is the bathroom, please?" Amelia asked sarcastically as the maid pointed at a door nonchalantly. Amelia grabbed the towel that was placed at the edge of the bed before going into the bathroom.

Amelia threw the Tylenol in her mouth as she gulped it down with some juice. She was full and felt relaxed. The maid snatched the glass from her as she rolled the already loaded cart out of the room.

"Should I go home?" She couldn't help but wonder as she stood up. She didn't know where exactly she was Or who this guy really was.

Amelia stood up as she grabbed her phone, walking out of the room, she shuddered as a soft cold breeze blew past her making her turn to the end of the hall.

"I told you to erase any news of me returning back to the country Ivan" Mr handsome's cold voice echoed through the hall as Amelia leaned against the door she was hearing his voice from.

"I-i'm sorry sir but madame has truly requested your presence along with that of your fiancee" Ivan said as Mr handsome slammed his fists against his desk.

"What fiancee?" Amelia opened the door as she stepped in with a small smile on her face. She saw an opportunity in front of her and she was going to take it without hesitation.

"Why are you here?" Mr handsome turned to Amelia his lips pressed into a line as if it would disappear. "And why the heck are you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

"Calm down Mr handsome. I have a proposition for you" Amelia said as she moved closer to the desk, leaning on it with a sly smile on her face. "Marry me Mr handsome and help me carry out my revenge ".

Mr handsome stared at the lady in front of him with a look of admiration. No one had ever spoken to him like this yet she dared to.

"Did you hit your head or something? I need a fiancee and not a wife" Mr handsome said looking at Amelia who chuckled darkly.

"I don't know who you are, Mr handsome, but you have an uncanny resemblance to that of my ex fiance who had disgraced me. And using you as a revenge tool makes it better" Amelia said as Ivan who was standing behind them face palmed at their exchange.

"And what if I say no?"