2: His Chosen Bride.

Charles Alejandro was overjoyed when he received the news that his beloved bride had finally returned home.

He was excited to see Nancy as his parents had been urging him to settle down, being their only son and a potential future president. He has a fair share of adversaries and even some inherited foes...

Charles was at his company earlier in the morning before he decided to visit his hotel in the afternoon and spend a delightful evening with a charming lady... With his reputation as a powerful man in AJ City, it's no surprise that many young ladies are drawn to him, hoping to catch his attention and spend some intimate time with him.

Charles, a 30-year-old man, possesses a captivating presence with his tall stature, striking features, and a stylish short black hairdo. His mother was relentless in her pursuit of finding him a wife, constantly interrupting his peace and bombarding him with photos of potential matches. However, Charles had no interest in any of the ladies, as he preferred his promiscuous lifestyle. Unfortunately, his parents strongly disapproved of his choices.

"Hey Charles! You should reconsider your behavior of entertaining multiple women, as it brings disgrace upon our family. It's time for you to show some dignity, considering your position as the president's son. Or imagine the embarrassment of knowing that nearly half of the women in this city have seen you without any clothes on." His father invited him into the cozy sitting room on the second floor, where he settled onto a comfortable black couch.

Charles grinned and responded, "Definitely not half, father. How can I possibly resist the allure of so many beautiful young women around me? There are too many for me to handle on my own, and you're well aware of that."

Noticing that his father wasn't sharing his joy. Charles understood the importance of maintaining a serious expression on his face.

His father responded, "Then you should consider marrying Charles. Otherwise, I will take away all your rights and find someone capable to inherit my wealth."

"Hmm..." Charles observed his father left the second floor sitting room, after his intense warning. He descended the stairs to greet his guests.

His mother gracefully emerged from the elevator and entered the sitting room, joining him with a warm smile.

She sweetly asked him, "Charles... What's there to fear about marriage?

"Well, mom, I don't have any fears when it comes to marriage." Charles replied, reaching into his trouser pocket to retrieve a cigarette. He carefully lit the end and took a drag, savoring the sweet taste. He hasn't come across a woman he's fallen in love with just yet.

He perceives most young ladies as dishonest and motivated by money. He is under the impression that many young women are interested in being intimate with him. And not considering their existing relationships, he also didn't want to settle for someone who lacked integrity to be their life partner. And finding the perfect woman who aligned with his vision of a bride has proven to be quite a challenge...

"So what's the issue, Charles? You haven't accepted any invitations from your father or me. Or would you prefer if we took the initiative and selected a bride for you, got her married on your behalf, and brought her here for you?" His mother sweetly asked him.

"No, mother. I would prefer not to pursue an arranged marriage. Like many young women, some individuals can be dishonest and insincere... Once they realize that I am the one who longs to marry them... They will put on a friendly facade and eagerly accept the offer immediately. So, unfortunately.."

Charles shook his head and gracefully exhaled a puff of smoke from his cigar into the air.

His mother gave him a disapproving look and responded, "Sorry, Charles... That's when you choose to marry someone with a different background than yours..."

"Mum..." Charles looked up at his mother in surprise and shook his head, meeting her warm smile.

She is a 65-year-old woman with a beautiful blue native gown, standing confidently in front of him, showcasing her traditional roots.

First lady Kira Alejandro walked up to Charles, who was sitting on the black couch, and spoke to him gently, "Charles... I have three adorable photos of women for you to see. They come from respected families who are also affiliated with your father's political party."

"Mom..." Charles was taken aback by his mother's eagerness to share the three photos of women she held close to her heart. It seemed she couldn't wait to show them to him whenever she got the chance.

Once more, his mother came up to him, holding three photos of women in her hands. She sweetly said, "Here Charles, take a look."

"Hmm..." Charles graciously accepted the three women photos from his mother's hands.

He delicately held his cigar, the smoke curling around his lips, while he donned a sleek ensemble of a black top, black leather trousers, and polished black boots. He has a fondness for dressing in all black attire.

Charles gazed at the photograph of the first lady, positioned prominently among the three women. She had an undeniable charm, with her beautiful black skin, round face, and flat nose. But what truly captivated him were her big brown eyes, which exuded a seductive allure in the adorable outdoor photo she had taken. Wearing a cute pink crop-top paired with blue jean trousers.

Charles smiled and gently held his cigar between his lips as he carefully moved the photo to reveal the next lady's face, and his gaze landed on a woman with beautiful blue eyes.

She had an adorable round face, a sharp pointed nose, and her blue sparkling eyes were simply captivating. Her rosy dimples on her chubby cheeks added to her irresistible charm. Her lips were irresistibly plump and full, beckoning him to kiss her photo. Her luscious, radiant golden hair shimmered, leaving him in awe. In the adorable outdoor selfie photo she took, she was wearing a white singlet top.

He admired her delicate neck and the subtle hint of her décolletage. Charles eagerly anticipated the opportunity to savor and explore every part of her exquisite, golden complexion. He realized he had been lost in thought, gazing at her photo, when his mother interrupted him with a question, "Charles... What do you think of her?"

"Mom..." Charles suddenly emerged from his daze.

He gazed at his mother's face, and saw her smiling back at him.

Charles couldn't help but hold back his response as he gently slid the photo to reveal the face of the last lady.

She had a lovely, radiant appearance, with a warm complexion. However, she had a slightly fuller figure compared to the other lady in the photo. And she failed to capture his attention or ignite any desire within him, unlike the second lady in the photo who had aroused him.

Charles gently returned the photo to its place beside the second lady's picture, then graciously handed the other two women's photos back to his mother. With genuine curiosity, he inquired, "Mom, could you please tell me who she is?"

First lady Kira Alejandro responded with a warm smile, saying, "Her name is Nancy Marlon. Senator Logan Marlon, only cherished and beloved daughter."

"Hmm..." Charles hummed and happily finished smoking his cigarette.

His mother remarked, "It seems like you have quite an affection for her, Charles. Rest assured, I will promptly coordinate with my assistant to send the marriage proposal to her family. And to inform them that you have made the decision to marry their daughter."

“Okay mom, but I really want to see her face. Is she around? Is she an accurate representation of herself in this photo? As you're aware, many young ladies these days possess the skill of editing their photos to appear adorable and highly appealing, don't they?" Charles inquired, his gaze fixed on the photograph of Nancy he held in his hands."

His mother responded with a warm smile, assuring him that she would reach out to Nancy's family to inquire about her whereabouts. "And once she's here, we can proceed with the beautiful wedding ceremony for the two of you."

"Okay, Mom." Charles happily agreed with his mom's discussion about marriage.

He longed for Nancy with every ounce of his being.

He longed to plant a gentle kiss on her photo, but he had to resist the temptation and wait for his mother to depart first.

Charles gracefully rose from the plush sitting room couch and made his way upstairs to his bedroom on the third floor, delicately carrying Nancy's photo with him.

After a month had passed, he decided to treat himself to a weekend at a luxurious hotel. His hope was to meet a lovely lady who could help distract him from constantly thinking about Nancy, as he eagerly anticipated her return to the city. However, none of the attractive women he was dating seemed to capture his heart or ignite his desire like the way he felt for one woman - 'Nancy Marlon.'

"Dear Boss, The security personnel embedded within Nancy's father's mansion just contacted us with the news that your selected bride has returned to the city and is currently at her family home," Dennis Richard, the personal assistant, relayed to Charles over the phone. He was situated in the opulent presidential suite of his hotel.

Charles responded, "Get the car ready. We're heading over to Nancy's father's mansion now... "

“Okay boss,” Dennis replied, and Charles quickly dismissed the attractive woman who was pleasuring him, feeling annoyed and devoid of any enjoyment. And all he desired was to meet with his selected bride. His heart desires and craves. He gracefully left the highest level of his extravagant hotel and strolled towards the parking lot, dressed in a sleek black suit with a vibrant red shirt underneath.

Charles gracefully approached his car door, where his security men swiftly closed it for him.

Once inside, the car smoothly drove off to Senator Logan, Marlon resident.