LILLIAN GRACE
I woke up to a loud bang. I tried to open my eyes but sunlight was strong and was hitting my eyes directly. Groaning, I sat on the bed and rubbing my eyes, i tried to remember what happened last night.
"Morning sweetheart" a voice said.
Wait. Is it him? Nooo
Opening my eyes. I saw a man. Naked more like shirtless I say. He's a wearing a trouser only. He's facing the mirror which is in front of the bed and his back facing me. He slowly turned showing his perfectly structured , Greek god body. Perfect toned abs. His bisceps bulging as he wore the shirt, which happens to be white. He knows I'm gawking at his body.
"Like what you see?" He says as he walked closer to the bed. Fuck have some respect Lilly.
Say no. I'm enjoying but you have to say no.
"Yes... I mean no of course... It's not like I'm seeing a man's body for the first time" i said and get out from the bed and made my way to the bathroom.
Wait. Again
How did I end up here? It's not my house. Fuck it's his house. I looked down to see I'm in my own clothes. That's a relief. But I'm not gonna leave him.
I came back from bathroom. He was still there. Completely dressed. Oh i say he looks handsome.
"How did I end up here?" I asked as gently as I'm controlling my anger. I don't not want to burst in front of him. I don't remember anything happened last night.
"Remember last night Miss Grace" he said smirking. Fuck I don't remember what happened. Did I kiss him again? Did i??...
"I...uh don't remember last night. What.... Happened?" Swallowing my fear I asked him. Before answering he gave a smug look.
"Nothing" and he left the room.
Fuck this man.
I followed him to the hall. Breakfast was served in the dinning table. He gestured me to have a seat.
"Tomorrow is Paris fashion week and we'll go there together so there will be a rumour that we'll be dating. Which is all I want. So be ready and I'll pick you" he looked at me for a moment and continued.
"Oh and you'll be staying here. It's my home. It's okay i love sharing. After all you'll be my wife. There's no maids or servents here. You got to everything by yourself. Security is there of course. And I'll there" he winked at me. Eww
He was about to have his dear breakfast but I won't. Who the fuck is he to control and order me. I ain't gonna stay in his house.
"Wait Mr Kingston. I have to speak" i said as he was going to have his first bite of pancakes with strawberries and syrups. He nodded his head. Okay. I can do it.
"Who the fuck are you to tell me to stay here-"
"Your boyfriend and soon to be your husband i believe" he interrupted. Fuck his British accent.
"I never agreed on this wedding or... Dating whatever. You forced me-"
"Don't lie Miss Grace. I never forced you." Again he interrupted me.
"Yeah. I mad because I'm with you. Where was i. Yeah you cannot boss me. You understand? Never. I ain't your property. Motherfucker" i finished in one breath. I can't stop.
"You are so rude, arrogant man. You should obey what others say and respect their opinions and you lack in them. You never listens to anyone. Not even your parents-"
"Grace stop"
"- you disobey everyone. I'm not like your mother to listen everything so you can boss me-"
"Grace i said stop"
"- you are such a bastard. Nobody would like to talk to you. Nobody loves you and nobody wants you"
"YES NOBODY WANTS ME. I FUCKING KNOW THAT" he shouted so freaking loud that my heart stopped.
His face is red as tomato. Burning with anger. His hands fisted. Eyes blood shot.
I regret whatever I spoke. I couldn't control myself.
He left the table. I fucked up.
I didn't feel like having breakfast. So i cleaned the plates and called James. He came after 15mins. I showered and wore a black tank top and trousers. I let my hair down and quickly applied some blush and lipstick.
Nobody wants me. I fucking know that
His words are ringing in my head from the moment he said that. I wish I can talk to him but I what I said is something can't be fixed. I hate him so it doesn't matter.
I left his house and came to the campus where the Fashion show is held up. I drowse myself into work rather than thinking about him.
**********
It's now 9 pm. My work her was over. My dresses are ready as well as my models. I just want this fashion week be successful. This is much needed for my brand.
You'll be staying here
Shit. I have to go there. No I don't want to. But I did wrong. I got to talk to him.
I left the venue and called james, telling him I'll be staying at Aiden's.
I was on my way to his home. Wait. What if he really doesn't come home. He won't be angry with me all day. Will he?.
Am i falling for him?
"We are here Ma'am" the driver said. Saying him a small thank you. Please be home. Praying I made my way towards the door. The security guard recognised me and let me in.
While I was searching him. My phone rang. Oh it's dad.
"Heyy Dad" i said my eyes still searching him.
"Hello sweetie. All ready for tomorrow?" He asked. I have no mood answering him.
"Yeah dad. How are you?" Anyways.
"I'm alright sweetie. Ella is taking care of me. By the way is Aiden with you?" What in hell. How does he know that.
By the time, I was near his room. It's closed. It won't be good going inside his room when he's not there.
"Sweetie you there?" Dad on other side woke me up from my chains of thoughts.
"Yeah Dad. He's there. Can I call you later. I'm busy. Bye. Love you" I hung the call without letting him reply.
Slowly I turned the knob and came inside his room. He's not there. Uff.
I turned closing the door.
There stood Mr Aiden Kingston. Staring at me. Not furiously or normally. A blank look.
"Uh. Hii. I came to talk to you. But you were not there. So-" I was talking.....
"Move" was all he said and barged inside his room, shutting the door roughly.
So rude. But I was one to who made him upset.
I knocked the room. Twice. No response. He had it enough.
I barged inside. He was sitting on the corner of the bed."Heyy listen. I'm so sor-"
" Lillian. Not now" he interrupted. His voice held authority.
I don't know what came to my mind. I went and sat next to him and said the next words which made me shock as well as him.
"I want you. All of you. Your flaws. Your mistakes. Your imperfections.
I want you and only you"______________________________________
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