My wife Anna Volkov.

Author POV :

( He talked about the project and its success and also thanked the people who helped him. There were few questions reporters asked him which he answered skillfully. Anna couldn't help but admire how smart and successful the man he had become.

" Last question. I know Mr. Volkov might not like it but your fans especially girls who had made their fandom of their own for you want to know it. When is Mark Volkov going to choose his Mrs right? After all, you never had any scandals relating to dating neither you were seen any female before other than in your work. And for the first time, we have seen you with a girl. Can you tell us who she is to you ?"

few reporters shot the reporter who asked that question a face of ' what the fuck man' Many of the people in the audience gasped out in fear. They had no idea from where that reporter got the guts to ask that kind of question.

Mark in his whole career till now never had any scandals. That's why he never liked it whenever someone asked about his love life. He hates it!

Even once or twice reporters got blacklisted because of asking Mark these kinds of questions even though before the interview they had full guidance of not asking any personal; questions to him.

Today it happened again. But the reporter couldn't help it. It was the first time they had seen Mark with a female other than at work. Even appearing at parties he always came alone then what's so special about the woman he brought with him.

The silence was the only thing heard in the venue after the question. Everyone knew Mark was extremely mad at the reporter for asking that kind of question.

"Who is she. " Mark repeated the reporter's word before turning his head towards Anna who was clutching her dress in anxiety.

To everyone's shock, Mark's blank face turned into a soft one A small smirk appeared on his lips while everyone took it as a small smile.)

MARK: Everyone like you know I never had anyone before which means I am a women man. And that's who she is.

( Everyone's eyes widened as Mark grabbed the spare hand mic and started making his way towards slightly trembling ANNA. Reaching her he held his hand towards her and motioned her to grab it which she did with a trembling hand. Standing up from the seat Mark wrapped his arm around her waist and blast a bomb on everyone.)

"MEET MY MRS. RIGHT. MY WIFE ANNA VOLKOV."