Georgina Ricci's POV Is he for real? I was speechless or rather shocked with his proposal. I thought it was the most deranged proposal I had ever heard. The entire excitement to know this tall mysterious guy, dripping with dangerous charisma, dispersed promptly, now replaced with passionate indignation. "Bear me a child and the house is yours in addition to a million dollar in your account after the child is born, and then, you can forget that you met me and this thing happened .." He casually negotiated, with his eyes as cold and as gauging as those of the shark den, debating who to pick. But, at this point, I have no options to pick from. He is acting like he's dealing with some kind of business and not an offensive matter. I want to think that he is joking, but his humorless tone with his stoic-cold and sinister facade says he isn't! His rich velvety voice was emanating with dangerous authority and it held the power that made everyone swallowed their thoughts before it reaches their tongue. "I value every second of my time, Ricci. I need your response now or you need to evacuate this house as soon as possible." He stated bluntly without a tinge of courtesy or remorse and he rose to his full height. Yes, full height and I mean very tall, probably 6'4 or 6'5? Just by his height, he could intimidate anyone. And right at this moment, my confidence was slowly slipping away. How could a brutal jerk be this perfect and why were my body and heart being traitorous? Then again, he's heading to the door. I was alarmed. I hated him for giving me such a short time, but I had to decide. Damn, I had to think. Yes, think Georgina!! Think.. Think.. The hell? My quicker-head just shuts off. "Wait!" I called out with my voice faltering, gripping with agitation before he could reach the door.