Playing With Fire ( BECKFREEN G!P)

Part 1

"Marry me Freen." I was motionless watching her. He couldn't be serious. How could he even think that was what I wanted? I hardly knew him. I knew it wasn't me he wanted. he was just the same as every other man I had ever met.

"Sorry Mike. You took me off guard," I laughed.

"I have blown it haven't I?" Mike put her hands through his hair. "Shit, I knew I shouldn't have rushed in."

"Mike, this is only our second date," I tried to hide my snigger. "We aren't even really going out are we?"

"I'm sorry Freen."

"Night Mike," I opened my door, leaving her standing on the front porch, as a fit of giggles hit me.

"Was it a good night Ms Chankimha?" Monty the butler asked as I entered the main hall way in my parent's mansion, unaffected by the splendour.

"Not really, Monty. I had another proposal." I rolled my eyes at her as she helped me out of my new designer coat.

"My goodness, that is the second one this month."

"What can I say? I am just so lucky," I sighed. "Goodnight, Monty."

"Sleep well, Ms Chankimha."

As I sank into my king size bed all I could do was stare at the ceiling. I had resigned myself to the fact that no one really saw me. My parents were too rich, but was it really too much to ask for just one decent guy who wanted me for me? It seemed the harder I tried to find her, the further she seemed to slip away.

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"Good morning sunshine." My mother beamed over the breakfast table. "How did your date go last night?"

"Not good," I replied helping myself to the fruit platter in the center of the table. "He was so . . . boring."

"In what way," my mother laughed.

"In every way."

"Well, maybe on your next date . . ."

"I won't be seeing him again," I interrupted.

"Oh right," my mother smirked at me. "Shame . . . he comes from a good family."

"You mean a rich family."

"Isn't that the same thing?" My mother grinned getting up. "Have a wonderful day darling."

"I'm sure I will," I replied sarcastically as my mother disappeared from view. She really had no idea about my life. Did she really think it was easy being the only child to parents who were multi billionaires?

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"So, retail therapy it is then," Nam laughed. "I did warn you about Mike."

"I know. Did I tell you she spent most of the night trying to stare down my top?" Nam laughed even harder. "Nam, it's not funny. Why are all guys the same?"

"It's because they all have a penis, Freen. You have to play them at their own game sometimes."

"I think I am trying too hard."

"Freen, just because you are twenty one and never had a serious relationship, it doesn't mean you are doomed."

"How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

"Freen, that's different. My parents aren't as protective as yours."

"There not protective. They just want me to date someone as rich as them."