chapter 3

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Its been a week since we had the meeting and i'm rolling in bed all over again.

Dad keeps pressuring me to break up with Bred and he keeps setting up dates with will. Last night didn't go as he planned,  it was my birthday and he took me to a function at his restaurant.

I only agreed to go to the function only if Ella was allowed to come and supricingly he agreed,  so when we arrived at the function he lead me to Will's dad and they started talking about will and me getting married, they were planning to get us married next saturday and I did not agree so I snapped and yelled  at them.

They hate being yelled at and long story short Will's dad thinks i'm a spoilt psycho and he doesn't want me to marry his son anymore.

That was an advantage to me and a disadvantage to dad,  he lost his friend and he blames me for letting the empire fall.

Okay I didn't tell you this part of the story.

Dad is going bankrupt because one day his machandise were stolen while being shipped to the town. He had used alot of billions on the marchandise which he just lost.

Will's dad was going to help him get the money back only if the empires were merged and he took over it.  That is where Will and I getting married came in.

So dad now hates me for making his friend back out. He said some pretty  harsh things that made so mad and I ran away from the restaurant. I was so drank and I can't remember what happened exactly.

I try opening my eyes again but the light is too bright and my head hurts. I slowly open them ignoring the pain in my eyes and I almost yell when I feel a presence beside me. I slowly turn to look and my eyes drop open when they land on the cutest sleeping face i've ever seen.

The guy sleeping beside me is the new gardener and his face is flowless. I've never seen him this close. His jet black long curly hair is falling on his forehead, his cheekbones are high and his jaw is set. I suddenly get the urge to run my fingers over his pink plump lips and I gasps when his eyes open slowly and I stare into his light grey eyes.

“you're awake.” he says in a bored tone sitting up and getting off the bed.

My eyes move to his muscles and I wonder how one person could have such well defined body. He's too well-built and his housed it so farnished for a gardener.
“why am I here?”

“because you were drank and crying uncontrollably last night so I decided to help you lie down.”

“did I say why I was crying.”

“No, i didn't bother asking.” He walks to the wardrobe and gets me a few pills and a glass of water. “That will make you feel better.”

I pop the pills and I swallow,  “thanks.”

“may be you should get going. They must be looking for you.”

“what's the time.”

“12 noon.”

“shiit.” That gets my attention and I jump off the bed reaching for my phone.  Ella sent ten voicemails and 2missed calls from my dad.

“your clothes are in the wardrobe. I'm heading to the gym.”

“You are not going to work?”

“my work for today is already done.” he reaches for a towel. “the toothbrush is in the bathroom.” and he walks out. “Arnold. ” he smiles peeping in.

“what?”

“The name.”

“oh,  you probably know mine.”

“I do.”

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I walk into the livingroom and I head straight to my room I need to have a shower.

“where have you been?” that is Barry and I roll my eyes. The asshole startled me.

“I don't think that is any of your business. ”

“It is, ” he walks to me from the kichen door. “considering you are the reason behind what's going on right now.”

“so you're accusing me of what happened to dad's marchandise.” I angrily snap “the last time I checked you did not want me to get married to Will.”

“well,  of what use will it be if I run a bankrupt empire.”

I smile lightly,  a smile that doeant reach my eyes when something just sinks in, “none of you gives a shit about me,  do you? You just don't care whether am happy or not. As long as your empire is up and running again.”  I chuckle sadly. “ Hypocrites.” I say and I turn to leave almost bumping into Dad who apparently has been listening.

“Princess...” dad starts when am one step past him.

I cut him midsentence. “I'm not,  your princess anymore dad.” and I get into my room slamming the door shut behind me.

“The door did nothing wrong.” Ella says in a near whisper and I turn to face her. She is lieing on my bed facing the ceiling.

“I hate my life.” I start letting the tears i've been holding back flow as I flop on the bed beside her.

“Hey,  come here.” she says pulling me in for a tight hug “don't let what they are making you do break you. You're stronger than this.”

“why can't they just find other solutions and leave my life alone.” she strokes my back gently up and down and surprisingly its working.

“hey, get in the bathroom and have a good shower, we go and have some fun at the hotel beach. Cheer you up.”

“I don't want to.”

“no you can not stay here and feel sorry for yourself.” she says pulling me off the bed and leads me to the bathroom. “you'll love it. I promise.”



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