Ch.29 Still A No
Ayanna's POV
I looked at all of them in confusion. Congratulations? I hope it was for something good, well no one says congratulations when something bad happens so well let me see where this leads.
I looked at Travis wondering what he was up to, there was a small smirk threatening to escape his lips, I wondered what this was.
"Congratulations on your engagement." his mother smiled hugging me
Engagement? Me? Are they blind or can't they see my fingers are bare?
Who am I even supposed to be engaged to?
"I'm happy for you Ayanna, or should I say sister in law." Jenny beamed
Sister-in-law? What the hell is Travis playing at?
I was still confused as to why they were saying all of these. "I think you've got the wrong girl or there's a mix up somewhere."
"It's okay baby, we can tell them," Travis said smoothly staring at me deeply.
Oh God helps me. Tell them what? What's even with the pet name? He was shouting at me a while ago people, don't believe his lies.
"Oh," I said realizing what he was pulling at. Couldn't he just leave me alone?
"Congratulations Ayanna, I've always wanted a sister in law like you. " Jenny spoke up and since I had nothing to say I just simply nodded.
"You guys would have to rush your wedding, you have less than two months to get married." Mr Michael announced packing his suitcase to leave.
"Better for us then. I can't wait to get married to you hun," he smirked saying, wait till I slap it away.
"We're not getting married Travis, I thought I've said this before," I said frustrated.
"Come on babe we're over this already, no need to be scared," he said still smirking.
"Is there a problem Mr Sinclair?" Mr Michael asked and before I could give a reply Travis said there wasn't anything wrong telling them to leave.
Before they left that each took turn hugging me.
"What the hell is going on?" I angrily asked as soon as I was sure they were out of earshot.
"Language Miss Davies." he scolded.
"Language my foot, what's this nonsense I'm hearing about marriage? " I angrily asked
"I don't know if your ears went on a vacation the entire time but we're getting married, Miss Davies." He answered sitting on his chair twirling it.
"Did I happen to tell you that I want a relationship with you because I don't get you and by the way, I'm engaged?"
"There's no ring on your finger and if there happens to be any you'd get rid of it because you're getting married to me." he stubbornly said.
"I don't know if you've been joking the entire time but I'm not getting married to you. I will not." I stood firmly on my words.
If he thinks he can easily pull a prank on me then he's entirely mistaken. The era I had with him was long gone, I wasn't going to replay anything.
"You will Miss Davies," he ordered angrily. "You don't have a choice."
"You know what I'm not going to listen to you or talk to you," I said angrily walking to the door.
"Five million dollars, be my wife for a year." he wasn't even asking just stating it as if he knew what my reply will be.
This situation was funny and I couldn't help but laugh. What does he think I am?
"Haha Mr Sinclair, I'm not interested in you or your money. Even if you make it 50 million or billion I don't care." I firmly stated.
So he thinks I can be bought? I might be an Escort but that doesn't mean I'd sell myself, especially to someone like him.
"Well, you will have to because I'm not backing down on my words. You'd be my wife and that's final." he angrily stated, well I was angry too, even furious.
"It's not final, I have a say in this and it's a capital letter NO. I'm not some slut you can buy with money, I'm sure they'd be more than willing to participate in this game of yours so don't involve me in it." I angrily stated.
"Why chase around other sluts when I have you here. You're even more than a slut, you're a two-timing cheat, nothing but a filthy beggar and liar." he accused harshly. "Aah I forgot, you're also a scheming gold digger."
My palm wasted no time in connecting with his face after what he had just said. Who gave him the right to say things like that to me when he was way worse. There's no way I'd let him talk to me how he pleases, boss or not. I was furious, the rage surging through my veins. How dare he call me all that? Slut? Two-timing beggar and a cheat? Liar? Big whore and a gold digger? He was highly crazy.
"I see that two isn't enough for you. Three perhaps?" he coldly demanded.
He was mocking me, saying things he knew would get to me. He wanted to make me angry and he was winning. I won't let his words affect me again, I'm way past that.
"Like I said Travis, I don't give a damn about you or your money and you can keep it for yourself. I may not be rich but I'd rather die poor than to have anything to do with you or accept a dime from you." I firmly stated angrily. "You can call me whatever you want, I'd even help your vocabulary."
He was looking at me with a frown, so was he expecting me to cry buckets by now?
"Look here Miss Davies, how much are you asking for?"
"The only thing I want is for you to die and rot in hell Sinclair." I angrily said leaving his office.
If I hated him before, I hate him ten times more now.
The next day I was contemplating coming to work because I didn't want to work there but I knew I'd only be giving Travis the satisfaction he wanted and besides I need the money. I was in the office by seven to avoid him and his wrath. I got him a coffee from a cafe downtown and went to his office to keep it there.
I was so shocked to find him there going through some papers, what was he doing here by seven for god's sake?
"Good morning sir." I greeted placing the coffee on the table.
I still got here before you was his reply, I was beginning to think he was doing it on purpose and was even a game to him.
"But that doesn't mean I'm late." I countered and he just nodded, taking a sip from his coffee.
"About my proposal yesterday," he started
Finally, he's going to admit that it was all a joke. "What's your response?" he asked
Are you kidding me? He's still adamant about that? If he desperately needs to get married why don't he ask all the ladies downstairs who were already adding Sinclair to their names.
"My response doesn't change, it's still a no. I will not get married to you Sinclair." I stated firmly so that I could drive the words to his brain. I was expecting him to drop the matter but he just laughed a deep humourless laugh.
"It seems like you don't get it, Miss Davies," he said looking at me with his stony expression. "You don't have a choice." he coldly stated.
"Everyone has choices and I've chosen mine. It's not mandatory to marry you so I will not." I angrily stated
"It is mandatory Miss Davies, if I don't get a suitable response by the end of the day I wouldn't waste time in announcing our engagement." he threatened harshly.
"And if I see a crazy thing like that I'd deny it and say you're trying to buy me and you're only forcing me to marry you." I threatened too and he just laughed.
"We'd see about that Miss Davies," he said as I left the office.
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