If Love Was Forced

Chapter 10 : Who's Falling First? Not Me

"Who told you to pack this many suitcases for a 1 week trip?" Alejandro asks me as we look at the bodyguards load up all my 10 pieces of luggage in the private jet.

"Myself, you gotta a problem with that?" I replied annoyed, I raised my eyebrow at him. Okay, who is he to judge how many suitcases I wanna bring on my honeymoon?

"Can we speed this up please?" Alejandro says as he looks at his watch. He looked quite charming himself wearing a white polo shirt with that well-designed leather coat, and goddamn don't even get me started with those sunglasses. What a view indeed, Cami.

Okay, stop judging me all, even if I'm forced to marry him at least he looks good and technically he is my type.

"Good Afternoon Madam," The male flight attendant greeted me I replied with a smile. He helped me take off my coat and I passed him my scarf. In the process of giving him my scarf our hands suddenly touched. He looked at me and smiled which I ignored. Another one of these guys, I see.

I sighed and walked over to the lounge. Nothing out of the ordinary with this jet I thought to myself and rolled my eyes. "I've seen better," I tell myself sarcastically.

"I'm sorry my private jet doesn't impress you, Camila." I heard Alejandro's sly voice behind me making me turn around, yet I didn't show I was shocked. I mean if was true his private jet wasnt better than mine.

"We should've taken mine," I tell him patting his coat and fixing his collar. "I may just have to let you design all my private jets, it seems like you have better taste." He says as he places his hand on my wrist.I pulled away and smiled,

"I should because I indeed have good taste," I chuckled and sat down.I sat on the left seat as he sat across me. He seemed quite flirty with me today, must be in the mood to play. How stupid of him to try and make me fall for him, Does he know anyone who tries to make me fall for them fall for me 10x more?

Soon the flight attendants came, I looked around for some blankets but I couldn't find any. "Madam, is there anything that you need?" I looked up and saw the same male flight attendant I saw at boarding. "Some blankets and can I please vodka cranberry," I said and he nodded. Soon we took off.

I pulled out my MacBook and started doing some work. I needed to make a report again about what happened this week at the hospital, don't get me wrong, working as a doctor is my passion and I truly love it but sometimes it does get tiring. Makes me wonder what if I chose a different route. Would I have been happier?

"Madam, here are your blanket and vodka cranberry." The flight attendant said, I took the blankets from him and placed them on my lap, and he placed the vodka cranberry on the table. Alejandro glanced at it and looked at me. "Isn't it too early for drinks?" Alejandro commented.

"Mind your own business," I tell him all attitude, "I'll have an americano," Alejandro said to the flight attendant who nodded and quickly made his coffee. "You are such an old man," I rolled my eyes to which Alejandro looked at me offended by my words.

"And you such a child," He commented and I gasped at his comment, I turned away acting so insulted, and Alejandro laughed at my reaction. "I'm joking," He says as stood up and sat next to me.

I turned to my side and was shocked to see him there sitting. I didn't act fazed and looked away. "Like I told you personal space please." I say to him not giving him one glance.

"You try to hide it Camila, but I know I have an effect on you." I hear him say as one of his hand plays with my curly locks. "Maybe you just can't accept the fact that sometimes your not actually peoples type." I say to him grabbing his hand and yanking it away, finally I looked at him, God those eyes, now i feel like the biggest liar saying those words.

"Are you saying you're one of them?"  He asks, his face moving closer to mine, but then my mind goes back to that time at his birthday party, this guy was playing with me and to hell am I not going go with it. "Yes, cause I'm not like one of your whores who are so obsessed with you." I say and his eyes widened.

"You don't dare to say such words to me," He says and I knew i should've shut up but this mouth has a mind of its own once its infront of barbaric self obsessed men.

"Call up one of your whores-" I was about to say when the pilot did his announcement that we were taking off. "Please go back to your seat." I say to him and I could feel that look of anger in his eyes.

From now on Alejandro I'll be the biggest pain in your ass. He went back to his seat and I fastened my seatbelt, and soon we took off.

I could feel him staring at me a few times every few minutes, he wasn't even doing anything yet just the sight of him annoyed the heck out of me. I took my macbook and my drink, after unbuckling my seatbelt and walked to the bar area. I couldn't stand him.

Why was he like this, why does he keep confusing me? Is this some sort of game? Camila, stop thinking about it, okay I have to take this off my mind, work, focus on work. I started typing on my laptop about my report but I couldn't think of anything. It was Alejandro, Alejandro, Alejandro in my mind.

Ugh, I aggressively closed my laptop. This isn't very pleasant, who is he to have such an effect on my day? I took a sip of my vodka and placed it back down. I laid down on the bed and just thought about it again. How my life led to this point. Out of all the roads I could've gone to why this one? Why did it have to be me ending up to marry a total asshole of a stranger?