Nobody Loved Me Like You Do

💋CHAPTER 14💋

Callan Anders POV

"So I invited her over," I drop the news to my sister, Sadie.

She enlarges her eyes and sets her bowl of popcorn aside. "You have to be kidding me".

"I wish," I respond.

"You just can't be inviting strangers over. You're the millionaire Callan Anders, son of the soon to be billionaire, Gerald Anders. You're a target. She could be menancing," she admonishes.

My sister cares a lot about my safety and from time to time, she has shown it. She acts like my older sister when in actuality, she is younger than I am.

"I know, but I felt bad for her. I think she is a nice girl," I respond.

"And, how can you be so sure? Okay, she can come over. We're just going to try and get to know her intentions. There's going to be other company for safety precautions. Andreas and his girlfriend can come over," she suggests.

"Err, I don't know about that. Andre and his girlfriend in one room doesn't sit right with me, they'll ruin everything," I disagree.

"Come on. Let's give it a try. They must have resolved their issues by now. I'll have a word with them just to make sure that they will act accordingly," she assures.

Having given in, I agree with her.

"I'll be there too. I surely can't miss this," she says.

The week goes by in a flash. Sadie, Andreas and his girlfriend, Olivia are here.

"I hope everything is good, the barley and parsley!?" I shout at Andreas, who is in the kitchen preparing a meal without a shirt on.

"Yes chef," he responds as he takes a tastes of his cuisine.

Everything is in preparation. My phone beeps and I take it out, she is here.

"Alright guys, she has arrived," I announce and the girls Sadie and Olivia take their seats innocently but Andreas stands by the couch.

I head out to go meet her but I find her arguing with Maverick the guard.

Kashmere Lynn's POV

I arise from my slumber. I almost forgot that today is one of those crucial days. I hop out from my bed and ransack my closet. I want to look good for him. I pull out a plaid, tight-fitted, burgundy mini dress. I'll wear a black turtleneck inside and pair it with white sneakers.

After taking a shower, I begin working on my hair. What the hell am I going to do with this bushy monstrosity I call hair?

After I'm done preparing my hair, I spritz cherry scented perfume all over my clothes. I spray some more again... And again. He will love this. I look at myself in the mirror once more before wishing myself luck.

I head out of the door and get into an Uber. I arrive at his mansion and text him, alerting him of my arrival. How did I get his number? From Ivy yesterday.

"Hi," I greeted with a wide smile on my face. She was reading a novel.

"You seem to be in a good mood," she said.

'Yea, I was wondering if you can give me his line.. Callan I mean," I requested.

"And how do you know I possess his contact?" She questioned.

"Well, I figured if you have a membership at a certain gym, club or whatever, the members would have to provide all the details which includes their home address, contacts etcetera," I responded.

"Hmm. Affirmative". She pulled out a book and flipped through the pages, dragging her finger down the page until she settled on his name.

"You know, I don't usually give information about the members due to security reasons. So promise me, that this doesn't have something to do with anything illicit," she said.

"Oh no. Actually, he invited me over to his place. I just need his contact so I can let him know when I arrive,"I enlightened her.

"Ooh. How did you hit it off? Also, don't sleep with him," she advised

"What the fuck Ivy. Of course not. Plus this is just going to be a friendly hangout. Nothing freaky like that," I assured her.

"Just looking out for you pal. Boys only invite a girl over to their place if they want to fuck them but have fun". She went back to reading her book.