Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 35

Blake POV

When I saw her standing at the door, looking stunning, my breath stuck to my lungs, looking at her alluring face.

How am I so lucky to have such beauty in my life? I thought about looking at her from top to bottom.

We left the house for the first date of my life.

Yes, I have been with a few girls in the past, but I never took them on a date. I was too busy to make my career, and going on a date comes in as my last priority. Moreover, I have never found anyone worthy enough to take me on a date.

I was driving the car for the first time. It was difficult for me to keep my eyes on the road.

I just want to look at her beautiful, innocent face and admire her for eternity.

I do not know when she will become my everything. I do not know when she will become my reason for living.

Whenever I look back and think about the past, I feel how wrong I was.

Our marriage was indeed forced, but I have seen no other girl since I got married to her.

Yeah, call me old school, but I wanted to be one woman and a man after my marriage.

I will not say I am a saint. Once upon a time, I was Casanova.

But the moment I married her, I changed my lifestyle.

That was one reason I was not happy with this marriage.

I have seen how my parents love each other to the core, and I want the same when I get married.

And somewhere, I was not sure we would ever reach that extent.

Let us not lie. My parents forced me into this marriage. My mother even threatened me. If I do not get married to her, she will not see my face again.

I know my mom is a big drama queen, but I also know they will never force me into any wrong relationship; however, I did not want to get married to a kid.

Yes, 18 years old is legal to get married, but it does not make you an adult, and I could see in one meeting that only this girl was a way to be innocent in this cruel world.

However, when one day her grandmother called me to meet, I was surprised and kind of annoyed. I did not want to meet her when I had already said no to this alliance. However, out of respect for our family relationship, I went to meet her.

Her revelation made me speechless, and I had a sudden feeling of protecting this girl.

After coming back home, I told mom and dad I was ready for this marriage. I cannot let anything happen to her.

I want to protect her. I want to cherish her.

However, I did not want to take any advantage of her until she was at the right age.

When I saw her for the second time in church on our wedding day, my breath got hitched looking at her smooth skin and flawless beauty.

She was the epitome of God's angel.

But again, she was an innocent kid.

When the priest asked me to kiss my bride, I could see the nervousness on her face and her body. So, I controlled my desire and avoided kissing her, but that made me irritated and annoyed. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to kiss those panels once.

Once we reached home, I was completely out of my mind. My struggle with listening to my heart or my mind was a trauma I went through.

I controlled all my desire but ended up lashing out at her a little out of frustration, which I still regret.

But then again, I had to work according to my plan, so I arranged everything she needed in the basement. I made sure she had everything necessary downstairs, but I never thought she would think I did not want to see her in the house.

She never visited upstairs until she lived there.