Chapter 61: Honey Trap

[Ashman]

"Propose?" Braxton laugh shaking his head with his leg crossed on the other, we are sitting in his vineyard discussing over a glass of quality wine.

As he claimed, the wine is a limited edition that was transported to him from France.

I already told him of how I proposed to Kimberly Michael-Ville two days ago and all he did was laughing. I mean he has been laughing for hours now without any word.

"Who will believe this? Ashman of all people, proposing to a woman?" he scoffs looking at me up and down with disbelieve written in his eyes.

"Have you forgotten you kidnapped that lady? How do you think she will accept your proposal?" he sneer staring at me with the hope of getting an answer.

"She has been making advances and I gave her what she wanted." I curl my lips gulping the wine, before placing it on the table.

"Good wine." I comment, and he smirk.

"So, Lady Kim. What did she say?" he raise his eyebrows with his finger making circle on the glass he's holding.

For some unknown