Chapter 911: The Beginning
"Today is going to be awesome. I can feel it." Innocensa muttered as she tried ot get out of bed.
However, before she could even move an inch, she was stopped. Innocensa turned her head, raising an eyebrow at Grant, who was still half-asleep but stubbornly trying to hold onto her as she attempted to slip out of bed. His grip was lazy, his arm draped possessively around her waist, as if he could keep her there forever.
"Yep, it will be awesome," she repeated in amusement. "If—and that’s a big if—you let me get up and actually start the day."
Grant let out a sleepy groan, tightening his hold. "Or, and hear me out on this, we could just stay in bed a little longer." He cracked one eye open, his lips twitching into a smirk. "Come on, Innocensa, don’t fight the inevitable. Come to me"
She huffed in mock frustration. "Grant Davies," she said as she tried to wiggle free, "the entire Frost family is going to descend on us in a couple of hours, and I absolutely refuse to be caught unprepared."
At the mention of her family, Grant’s eyes snapped fully open, any lingering drowsiness vanishing in an instant. Right. The Frosts. They were all coming over for an important event—one that Innocensa had no idea about yet.
Because today wasn’t just any gathering.
Today, he was going to ask her to marry him.
The thought sent a surge of nervous excitement through him, though he kept his face relaxed. He had done things the old-fashioned way, going directly to Sebastian and Olivia Frost to formally ask for their daughter’s hand. To his surprise—and honestly, relief—they had both given their blessing, though not without their fair share of threats that would make one’s hair curl. But he was already used to it. Seb Frost had been threatening him since the day he announced that he was going to pursue Innocensa.
He thought back to the moment in the hospital," If you refuse, then I will have to go against you, unfortunately."
"Really? But can you afford that? I could take the investment from Canary Tech. in a moment, all your hard work would go to dust."