TROUBLE

twenty one

An early-is update for you lovely readers as my way of saying thank you for 1,000 reads!! That is insane!!

I also wanted to celebrate that I have 2 exams finished and I need a break.

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Cecilia's POV

Walking to Miles' car, his arm now around my shoulder, while his other hand is in his pocket, with me holding the hand around his shoulder and my other arm around his torso gives me feeling of familiarity but at the same time intrigue.

Being in his arms made me feel incredibly safe, but I was overwhelmed with the feelings he gave me. But one thing was for certain I want to stay here in his arms, as long as he'd let me.

Reaching his car which was packed outside the gates of the warehouse, he opens the passenger side door for me, holding his hand out to help me into his tiny spaceship of a car. How his tall ass self fits inside I'll never know.

I slide in and buckle up, Miles drives like he is a fucking Formula 1 driver, the first time I drove with him I thought I was going to die, I held on so fucking tight. He gets in smirks over at me when he sees me already holding on.

"I'm not that bad at driving princess am I?" He keeps his voice low and steady.

"YES, you drive like a fucking madman, I feel like every time I'm in the car with you that I am going to crash." I seethe.

He smirks again, "If you think you can do better princess, be my guest." He gestures to the steering wheel. I smirk, unbuckling myself and getting out of the car. By the time I am around to his side he is already leaning against the car.

"Where we headed pretty boy?"

"My place gorgeous." With a quick wink, he opens the driver side door and letting me in.

Wow, and they say chivalry is dead

I start the journey to Miles' place, but holy shit if this adonis does not move his hand from my thigh I am going to cut it off with the blade in my boot. Every time we stop at a red light or a stop sign, his hand creeps higher up my thigh. I shoot him a glare every fucking time, and the bastard just smirks.

Pulling into his apartment complex all the memories from the last time I was here.

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"Stop it." Miles whines.

Cecilia was eating a cake her and Dove had baked earlier in the day. Miles was sat beside her trying to steal the piece off the fork she was using. But every time he went to eat it she moved it away and ate it herself.

"I'm not doing anything, Dove said that Mimi wasn't allowed any as he wouldn't play the knight in shining armour." Cecilia chuckled, putting another bite of chocolate cake.

"Why play the knight when I could be the King to your Queen." He winked, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

"Smooth. Real smooth."

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"Get comfy in my room princess, I'll be in soon." He goes into the kitchen, while I walk down the corridor towards his room.

My outfit was really uncomfortable, dressed in a tight black body con dress with black heels is never comfortable. If I didn't run such a professional organisation I would live in joggers and oversized hoodies.