Chapter 9: Yes or No?
(SASHA)
His muscles tense and a flush rises on his neck. He takes a step back and anger glowers through his pretty eyes. "Are you making fun of me?"
Im tempted to laugh, but I know better not to. It is clear that he is terrified of me. I have to admit thiugh that I love his courage of standing up to me. Unfortunately for him, that's like a puppy taking on a bear. "No, i'm serious."
"W...What? Why?...I don't...husband?" He sputters.
"Yes, I need a husband. An omega. It's urgent even."
His brows knit close together. "I'm not following."
I roll my eyes. "Are you serious? I need a husband, right away. Its obvious your life is a mess. You are pregnant, alone and unclaimed. With a snap of my fingers I can make an instant change for you. I trust you wont be foolish enough to refuse."
"You can't seriously be asking me to marry you. And you thought this was the best way to?"
"Look, before you get excited, know that this is purely business. I dont know if you know much about my family, but my father is dying." I swallow hard.
He flinches. "I heard that he was sick. I just didn't know that he was dying."
"And I don't need your sympathy." I scowl. "What I need is an answer."