Nobody Loved Me Like You Do

💋CHAPTER 18💋

I head into the lockeroom to change into my work attire. The whole day goes on with work on our hands. It's now noon and we're in the shed sipping on some cocktails as we watch the men on the field.

"Okay hear me out, that guy is cute. He can definitely be my second sugar daddy," Giselle says.

I chuckle.

"You have to get yourself out there. I just don't get it. You've been working here for a while and you haven't found yourself a rich man?" She questions.

"It's not easy for someone like me," I respond.

"Y'all better pay for those". Ivy gestures to the cocktails we are drinking as she walks past.

Giselle mouth's a nope to me with a grin on her face.

Changing the subject Giselle says, "Carl can't seem to get enough of me. Ever since I started working here, he has been trying his luck with me".

"What the fuck," I respond.

"Woah watch, he is now coming," Giselle says as Carl advances towards us.

"Hi Giselle," he greets her and she responds with a hey. "I have two tickets to the movie premiere of 'Lights In The Forest' and I was wondering if you wanted to come along tonight".

Giselle looks at me as she tries to conceal her grin. Carl is a tall guy. Very awkward looking which has added more humor to this.

"I'm sorry, my schedule doesn't allow me. I have a lot on my watch. Maybe next time," Giselle lies.

"That's fine. See you later," he says before leaving.

After he is away from hearing distance, me and Giselle burst in laughter. After our joy dies down, Giselle opens her mouth.

"I've been thinking about this throughout the day. Don't you just find it suspicious how Callan wanted you away from him in the first place but suddenly is trying to be around you?" She ask's

"No. What do you mean?" I inquire.

Giselle facepalms. "Are you really this slow? He is trying to get you arrested".

"That's insane," I respond.

"I'm telling you. Don't get too comfortable with these rich people, they can be terrible," Giselle admonishes.

I ponder her words when the men who ridiculed me last week advance towards us.

"3 margaritas and a gin," one of them orders.

"Right away," Giselle responds and fixes them the glasses.

"I've never seen you around here beautiful," the man says to Giselle.

"I'm actually new here," Giselle responds.

"That makes sense. We need more girls that look like your here," he comments as he takes a sip of his gin.

I swear, he is just trying to piss me off. What did I ever do to them? Just because their 'mate' Callan backed me up and now they have sudden hatred for me.
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A letter was sent reminding me to appear in court in a few days, regarding the restraining order Callan filed against me. I am filled with rage. What kind of game is this? Why does he insist on being around me when he literally signed for me to stay away from him. I will have to confront Callan about this.

We scheduled for our 3rd hangout and that's why I'm here, at his house. He showed me around, I got to see interesting parts of the mansion. They have a theatre, gym, spa, sauna and game room.

The first thing you see when you walk Into the mansion is the living room at the left with grey sofas and at the right, architecturally designed stairs that lead to the second floor where 5 bedrooms are situated. In the foyer sits another living room with glass walls that open up to the view of the city and an infinity edge pool. A hallway with beige colored walls with dim lighting leads to the lounge room. Beneath the mansion, lays the 1,000 bottle wine cellar which requires a few steps to get down to.

He is such a great cook. We spent half of the day alone in the mansion and now I am in the theatre room tangled up in a lightweight blanket as I chew on some popcorn while Callan is seated besides me.

A steamy scene displays on the screen and I immediately feel uncomfortable. I look over at Callan who isn't phased at all and is watching intently. He senses a pair of eyes on him and so he turns his head in my direction but I quickly turn my head away.

"You're so cute," he compliments.

I blush a little. No! I can't be swooning. I will have to confront him about that stupid restraining order. Not now though.

He grabs the remote control and turns the screen off. He probably noticed my discomfort. Next time, I'll settle for comedy instead.

"Wanna play a game?" He ask's.

I nod. I hope it's not truth or dare, 'cause I heard that it's one way to get into bed with somebody.

My thoughts are dismissed when we walk through the hallway and into the billiard room. He picks up a cue stick and walks towards the table.

"Ever played billiards?" He inquires.

I shake my head no. "I really dont know how to play it".

"Alright I'll show you," he says and begins to explain the basics.

Callan watches me as I hold the cue stick with both hands. I look at him to ensure I'm doing the right thing but he doesn't say a word. I aim at the cue but the stick ends up flying out of my hands.

Callan chuckles.

"You don't hold it like that. You hold the cue stick like this". He takes his place behind me and controls my arms. I can feel his length pressed against my behind.

This closeness is what I've been longing for but enough is enough.

I push him away.

"Did I do something wrong?" He ask's confoundedly.

"Please, stay the fuck away from me," I admonish as I make my way towards the door.

He follows me and grabs my hand.

"What did I do?" He ask's.

"I don't know Callan, what did you do? Have you forgotten? The freaking restraining order you filed against me," I remind.

"Kashmere.." he says my name as he steps towards me but I stop him.

"Don't come any closer. I'm not supposed to be anywhere near you," I yell as tears brim in my eyes.

"Fuck it," he steps towards me and cups my cheeks. "Fuck that restraining order, I'll lift it off. I enjoy your company Kashmere".

"Oh, so now you do. I thought you said you weren't interested," I say.

"That was before I knew you! Shit, wouldn't you be mad if a stranger followed you around!?" He fumes.

"I see what you're trying to do, you're trying to get me in jail! Well, you won't have to worry about this stranger anymore. See you in court". I turn around.