Isabella's POV

I stared at the handsome stranger in front of me as he waited for my reply.

How on this God's green Earth am I supposed to answer that? Technically, it wasn't even a question. It sounded like an order.

Yeah, I get it. He is handsome, hot and has a great physique but that doesn't mean I should just get married to him. He is a stranger. Like literally a stranger I just met, it will be absurd to agree to his proposal or should I say obey his order?

" Ummm. . . " I cleared my throat, looking at him in eyes. I have never seen...